Never Ending Love

Chapter 11

Katherine's Pov

My mom drives me to the hospital as soon as Alyssa's mom called us. I can't imagine a life without Alyssa. God, I can't even think about that right now. I can't loose her. They said that the chances of her living are very slim. The doctors said that it's a miracle that she didn't die on the scene of the accident. The collision was apparently really bad.

I walk into the hospital and rush up the stairs. I don't have any time for elevators. She's on the third floor, room 318. I dart up the 6 flights of stairs and hold back the tears as much as I can. As soon as I reach the third floor I walk a little and then find the room. As soon as I walk inside the room and see Alyssa laying there attached to a ventilator I start to ball my eyes out. I love her like she's my own sister, so it kills me to see her like this. Brayden, his parents, her mom and now me, is all in the room. Brayden's eyes look extremely red and swollen like he's been crying a lot. I feel arms wrap around me and hold me close to their body. I immediately know by the way that she holds me that it's my mother. I try to stop crying so I can go over to Alyssa, but I just can't seem to stop crying. I eventually sniffle them up and try to hole them back. I walk over to her and hold her hand. We've been friends for a few years, but it seems like forever. This is the first time in my life that I've ever missed a person that was right in front of me.

"I love you." I whisper then lean over and kiss her cheek.

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Alyssa's Pov

I've been watching everything go on around me since the car hit me. I've been outside of my body this entire time. I know that it's only been maybe an hour but it feels like an eternity. I see the doctor walk into the room with a clipboard in his hand.

"I have good news yet bad news. The bad news is, is that she is in a coma, and there's no way to tell when she will come out of it. The good news is that she isn't brain dead, so there is a chance of survival. A few of my P.A.'s and a few nurses are going to be coming in here to try and help her. I know that all of you want to be in here with her, but maybe just for a few minutes you all should leave so we can all figure out what we need to do here." He says then walks out the door. Everyone gets up and leaves, but my mom doesn't. Instead she kisses my hand and looks like she is in such a severe depression that she could just drop dead at any moment.

"You're not going to die on me. You're going to make it. I'm not going to watch my only child die. You keep fighting, don't give up. I love you." She says then kisses my hand once more. I've never seen my mom this sad before. She looks like she would be balling her eyes out right now, but she can't. It's either because she's already cried too much, or the sadness have drained all of her energy that she can't find the strength to even do that.

She walks out of the room and I am now alone. Just me and my body. I am so mad at myself that I don't know what to do. "Don't give up on me. You might be ready to give up, but I'm not. I have a full life ahead of me. I still have high school graduation, and college, and a job, and so many more things to do. And I have to have you to do them. You're not going to die. You're going to wake up." I scream at myself. I'm not going to die.

The doctor walks back in with his P.A.'s and a few nurses as I walk out. I go around the hospital to see where everything is, and to try to get my mind off of things. I see a big sign in front of me that says "ICU" in big letters. I see other rooms with people in them and go into them. I figure why not do whatever I want to, it's not like anyone can stop me. I see people crying and others laughing. I walk to the elevator to wait for a person to hopefully go to the first floor. I can't touch anything, nor can I walk through things. Finally someone does and I go along with them. I walk around and see a sign that says "morgue." I see two people rolling along something that looks like an over sized food tray with a blue covering over it. It only takes me a second to realize that it's a body. They roll it into the morgue as I walk off. I walk to the cafeteria and see all of the food in a line. I would usually be really hungry, but for some reason I'm not. I haven't eaten for several hours, but I feel like I just ate. I go to the elevator to go back up to the third floor. The doors open and I walk into them. The people left and I'm all alone in the elevator. I try to press the button that says "3" on it even though I know it won't work. I can't even feel myself touch it. I stand there for a few seconds then feel the elevator start to move. I watch the numbers change on the screen above. 1-2-3-4. I was hoping it would stop at three, but it didn't. I decide to go out anyway. The sign in front of me says "CCU." I guess it could be worse, and that I could be here. I hear the elevator doors open back up, and I immediately run towards them. I somehow manage to get through them before they close shut. There's still one more person in there and they press the 5th floor. I start to think that I'll never be able to go back to myself. When they leave the other people come in and press "1." I start to loose hope until the elevator stops and open on 3. I run past the people standing there and down the hallway. I finally find my room and that's where I see two nurses talking.

"I feel so sorry for that girl's mother." One of them says.

"I do to, I can't imagine what she is going through." She says then looks over at me. The other one leaves, but one stays. She has such kind eyes and looks so compassionate. She walks over to me and holds my hand. "You come back for your mother. I see the love that she has for you and all the hardships that she has gone through to have you. Come back for her, if not anyone else, you come back for her." When she says that to me I feel a part of myself go back to my body. Like that gave me strength to come back, just not enough.