Treat You Right (Troyler AU)

Chapter 12

Troye's POV
A/N Sorry I havent updated babes. Here you go though. Ignore the grammatical mistakes! xoxo

"When will he wake up?" A soothing voice echoed in my head.

"Mrs. Mellet we don't know for sure when he or if he-"

"Don't you dare say that!" The woman choked. "It's my little boy in there." She began to sob. "It's m..my little boy... and I know for a fact that MY little boy's got alotta fight in him." Mom?

"Maam we cannot predict anything or assume he will wake up. He took some heavy blows to his head and chest in that car." The unfamiliar stern voice continued. "He has a 50/50 chance of surviving this."

"Get out." My mom spit. The anger in her tone rising rapidly. The mytery person cleared their throat.

"Excuse me Mrs. Mellet I'm-"

"I said get out of my son's room!" She practically screamed these words, causing my ears to ring. Fuck, either she said that really loud or my ears are sensitive as hell.

"Maam, Mr. Mellet is my patient. I'm the nurse that supervises him, I simply cannot just leave." This asshole is my nurse? Wait, nurse. Am I in the hospital still? When did I get here...

"Yeah well you know what? I don't give a flying fadoodly who you are! I do not want a nurse that has no hope for my baby boy watching over him!"

No matter how touching her words were, I chuckled internally at the thought that she actually just said "flying fadoodly" in public.

Considering I had spent enough time eavesdropping, I decided to open my eyes and move around. Only one this was restricting me, and i couldnt figure out what.

I physically could not move my arms or open my eyes the slightest bit. Panic bubbled inside my stomach, but no matter how much I wanted to scream for help, my mouth wouldnt cooperate. I felt trapped inside myself, slowly suffocating..

"Troye? Troye are you in there?" It's my mom again. Is she in my head too?

"Mom! Mom please help me! I can't move or speak! Help me mommy please I'm desperate." I screamed.

"Well if you are, I love you and so does so many others." I screamed her name, with loud sobs in between.

"Guess what baby? I have some juicy gossip for you." My face contorted. Gossip?

"What are you talking about mom? I don't have time for gossip, I wan't to go home. Most of all I want to move." She rubbed my hand and relieved some stress.

"Someone special visited your room today!"

My hopes rose and supsicion took over my emotiond.

"Tyler?"

Fuck. Tyler. No I mean not like I want to fuck tyler, but that would be nice... I shook my head internally.

"I'll give ya a hint okay? You are head over heels for this person."

Tyler.

"Uhhh, hm. He kissed your forehead, I don't know if you can feel things or listen or whatever but maybe you'd recognize his lips?"

Tyler.

"Ok ok no more. The suprise person was...." She made a drumroll with her tongue.

"Connor!"
Tyler!

Wait CONNOR? What the fuck? Why him! I hate him. I hate him so much. Wait no I have to love him or he'll...he'll...who knows what... fuCK. I for once thought it was Tyler. I had hope for us. My heart rate rose. A random beeping noise occured in my head, currently getting faster and faster. Damn that's annoying. Thanks for adding that on head, like I wasn't pissed off enough.

"Troye? Are you hearing this? Your heart rate is rising... a little too fast. Uh..." Her voice sounded panicked.

My fist clenched, turning my knuckles white and fingernail imprints left behind. I still tried to scream, this time out of anger and pain.

"Nurse! Nurse please his heart rate is rising too fast!" My mom shouted.

Fuck you Connor. Fuck you so fucking fuckity fuck.

"Why is he like this? What's happening!" My mom choked, her tone worried.

"His fists are clenched, very aggresivley, and his veins on his neck are more visible and throbbing. Something in his 'dreams' are probably scaring him. Or maybe he is reliving the crash. Either way he's fine."

I am anything but fine you piece of shit fuck ass. The more I clench my fists the more pain occurs which oddly feels amazing. The fact that I can feel out of my head is just so satisfying. Maybe they can hear me now? Might as well try.

"GET ME OUT OF HERE. FOR GODS SAKE PLEASE. IM STUCK. TYLER PLEASE LET ME OUT PLEASE I NEED YOU. I FUCKING NEED YOU!" I shout as loud as I can, my mouth responding with my brain finally.

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Tyler's POV

I left Troye with a tear stained face and a now pissed off attitude. I wanted to stay with him but Julie basically forced me out of his room. Now his mom was visiting apparently. At least Connor isnt here.

"tyler i need you!" Troyes voice echoes the halls. Wait fuck. Was that in my head or in real life. My question was answered as soon as the yelling continued. "I fucking need you." Julie stopped the wheelchair.

"Is that.. I.." She stuttered sounding obviously confused. Troye's awake. TROYE IS AWAKE.

"Take me to him now." I yelled, not meaning to sound rude, but at this point I didnt even care about anyone but Troye. Julie ran with me in the wheelchair down to his room, where we found his mom looking pale and panicked. I looked at her and she nodded, giving me approval to go near him. I turned my attention to him and found Troye clenching his fists, eyes squeezed shut, and fuck... his neck veins so visible.

"Please." Troye whimpered, his words half slurred. Was he awake? I reached out for his hand, still curled in a fist, and kissed it.

"Troye? I'm here, I'm here." I spoke, my voice a whisper. "Are you awake baby?" Baby? When did I start calling him that again?

". Help m..me." He moaned. Well it was either a moan or groan. I couldnt exactly tell which.

"Help you with what?" I pleaded, glancing at his mom who had tears coating her cheeks.

"Stuck. I..stuck." I turned to the nurse.

"Is it normal for people in coma's to feel stuck?" The nurse shook her head. Shit.

"Troye baby. You wanna come back to me?" His mom coughed. "Us." She grinned at my correction.

"Connor..hhhg...sleep." And his hand went limp while my heart deflated.

"Damn." I swore under my breath. Julie still stood behind me, motioning me that we had to go.

"I'm so sorry Mrs. Mellet." I hiccuped. "I tried." She lifted her head from her hands and grinned at me.

"It's development Tyler. I'll buzz your room if he wakes again." I smiled while Julie wheeled me out of his room.

I was so close to seeing his bright blue eyes again.