Breathe Me

Fix You

When you try your best, but you don't succeed
When you get what you want, but not what you need
When you feel so tired, but you can't sleep
Stuck in reverse
And the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can't replace
When you love someone, but it goes to waste
Could it be worse?
Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
I will try to fix you

Alison's POV

The darkness lasts for what I estimate would be a day.

When the lights go up I find myself dreading what I will see. I've come to the conclusion that this must be hell. I must've killed myself and gone to hell and now I have to relive all the terrible things in my life.

This time though, I'm standing in a room that I don't recognize at all. I don't know when this is.

I look up suddenly and gasp when I see Emily looking how she looks now. And she's looking at me like she can see me.

"What is this?" I gulp. "This isn't a memory."

"No it isn't." She smiles.

"Are you the devil pretending to be her?" I question shakily. "I'm in hell, aren't I? I killed myself and I went to hell?"

Emily shakes her head. "It's really me... Or it's your brain imagining me. But, it's me nonetheless. You know me best so this is pretty accurate."

I shake my head and furrow my brow. "Wait, what do you mean my brain is imagining you? If I'm not in hell then where am I?"

"In your own mind." She says gently.

"That doesn't make any sense."

"You're in a coma, Alison."

I take in a sharp breath. "So I... So I'm alive?"

She nods, grinning. "You're alive."

"When will I wake up?"

"Whenever you want to." She states.

I'm confused. "How? I can't make myself wake up. I've been trying to call for help, trying to get out of here but I can't."

She smiles and shakes her head at me. "You could've gotten out all along if you really wanted to." She points behind me and I whip around, seeing the rest of the room is a big white light.

"Go to it." She says. "And you can wake up."

"Wait!" I say. "You're acting this way because it's how my mind wants you to act. If I wake up, you'll hate me again. I'll be alone again."

She smiles and once again, shakes her head. "Think again, silly."

"R-really?" I stutter.

"Yeah. Now go to the light, Ali. It's your only chance."

I turn and start sprinting towards the big white light. It starts to get smaller and smaller and I'm scared I won't make it. At the last second before it disappears I dive in.

At first it's dark again, and my heart drops, thinking it didn't work. Then the lights begin to come on again. This time it isn't like in a theater, it's gradual, letting tiny bits of light in at a time. As if my eyelids are fluttering open.

Emily's POV

"And I just hope you-" I'm cut off when I feel my hand squeezed. My heart starts beating hard. "A-Alison?" I stand quickly.

Her eyelids slowly flutter open, showing me those gorgeous blue eyes. "Emily."

"Ali!" I cry, throwing myself at her in a hug.

"Do you still hate me?" She asks, and I can hear the tears in her voice. She's crying.

"I never did." I assure her, rubbing her back. "I promise you that I never, ever did. Not even for one second, okay?"

She pulls back from the hug and nods, wiping tears from her eyes. She looks around the room. "Can I go home?"

I sigh. "Ali I think it might be good if you got some help... mentally."

"I'm not crazy."

"No you're not, but you're hurt. You've been hurt for a long time. Since before I met you, even. Probably since you were a little girl. And now your hurting yourself and you're not eating." I scan her body. It's so thin and frail. "God look at you. You need help, Ali."

Tears fall onto her cheeks and I wipe them away with my thumb.

"I hate myself." She whispers, barely audible, but I hear it. "And I can't trust anyone anymore... Not even you."

"What?" I feel like the wind is knocked out of me.

"I love you, Emily... But I can't risk getting hurt anymore and I can't handle anymore stress in my life. I just can't."

I sigh shakily. "Okay... But can I at least be your friend?"

"Okay..."

Later the doctors clear Alison and tell her she can go. They recommend she get therapy and refer her to several great psychologists. She tells me she'll consider it, but I don't know if I believe her.

She tells me she's hungry and that hospital food is making her sick. I tried some and it really is disgusting. How can they feed this to humans? I go get something to eat and tell her I'll be back in half an hour and then we can just go home.

But when I get back to the room all the machines are gone and the bed is empty.

Alison is gone.

AN: DUN DUN DUNNNNNN!!!! Where's Ali? How will Em react? Will they find her??? Plot twists are the best! So the song is by Coldplay and I love them and all their songs are sad but beautiful so check them out! Anyway hope ya liked it!

- G. Schreiber

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