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They say that when you die, your entire life replays in your mind, a cascade of memories, sensations, faces, and echoes of voices, feelings rushing back, but you're stuck, unable to speak or move.

My eyelids feel like weights, barely able to open. I wonder which part of my life is playing on repeat right now. is this the reason i can't open my eyes?

all i see is black although i do hear some notices, i wonder what is it though, i cannot hear clearly, they are mumbling something, and yes, it's they- what

is this back when i was 12?

back in one of Fyodor's basements? because that's what those voices sound like, god damn it i don't want to relive those moments again, why can't i die in peace, i feel as i breathe heavily, i try my hardest to move ignoring the fact that i fail each time

but i don't give up, because I'm stronger then my 12 year old self, i want to open my eyes, i feel uncomfortable, i feel hot, i don't understand what is happening.

Everett's P.O.V

"LEVIS" i yell at the doctor and he immediately comes running towards me, I'm not sure what happened but she started to shake

"she has a high fever" he does his things, gives her m ore medication 

"that's what made her shake?" i ask

"it's Response to External Stimuli,  In some cases, shaking or twitching in coma patients may be a response to external stimuli, such as pain, discomfort, or changes in their environment. It's possible that something happening around your her that triggered a physical reaction while she's still in a coma." he explains

"what could have triggered her"

"anything, since i don't know her at all i can't tell you why, although it can be anything, loud notices, touch?" It's frustrating not knowing how I managed to trigger her this time, especially when I'm trying my best to avoid it

"what happened" i hear Diego

i sigh and hinted Dr. Levis to leave "she started to shake like crazy" i rub my forehead as sit on my usual spot for the past two weeks, which is next to the bed she's laying 

"when was the last time you ate" Diego asks, 2-3 days ago, i can't leave her side, I'm constantly listening heart monitor in fear that one second her heart will stop, 

"let me stay here, go eat and take a shower" 

"I'm fine" 

"do you think Cordelia will want to see you like that when she wakes up" i slowly look towards him

"if she wakes up" i whisper to myself but hen i feel hands on my collar

Diego pushes me and pines me on the wall "she will wake up, do not mistaken her with some other woman, she is strong, stronger then most man even, no go and take a nice shower and eat something while I'm looking after her" i close my eyes for a second, and they immediately feel heavy, i haven't slept for 3-4 days

i don't want to fall asleep, i want to see her once she wakes up

i nod at Diego and he lets me go, i get out of the room and went to take a quick shower, Diego is right, she shouldn't see me like this, she would feel disgusted.

Diego's P.O.V

i have never thought that i would care this much about someone, who i haven't known that long.

the first time i saw her i would never thought she was part of mafia, she doesn't look like kind of person who would kill or matter of fact hurt an ant

she has this innocent face while there's demon hiding behind it, but in a good way, we all need out demons to survive the unfair lives we were forced to born into.

but most shocking thing i saw through the months living with her is how much she has changed Everett, and none of them realizes it

she has melted a heart of not only Everett's but she managed to melt my heart as well, strangely she reminds me of my sister

she passed 5 years ago, she reminds me of my sister not only by appearance but by their actions too, they are both stubborn, strong as hell, loyal and so impulsive

i sigh and look at her face "wake up little one, we miss you" i whisper

it's no surprise others miss her too, Dylan has gone crazy and demanded the guy Max who helped us last time, he's currently looking for Greg

Connor isn't the same, he can't look at her, he can't stand to look at her laying, weak, pale, when he's used to an energetic Cordelia

Naya puts on a brave front, focusing on taking care of others while pushing aside her own feelings

after a little i hear door open, i look and it's Everett "you're quick" he doesn't response

he likes it when he's alone with her, he talks to her after he heard that people in coma can hear, who knows if it's true or not , it doesn't matter as long as it gives him the hope

i leave those two alone and go where Dylan and new guy is

"any news" i ask them

"we're working on it, we do have list of people who you can go to but you need to be careful, Greg may know we're up to something"

"give me the fucking list" why the fuck wait, Greg is in fault of Cordelia being the way she is right now, so anyone who works with Greg is fuck as much as Greg will be as soon as we found that motherfucker.

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