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The Quaterback's story!!! Chapter 22

Chapter 22

Zoe's Pov.

"Why isn't she waking up?" I heard a voice in the background ask. I tried to open my eyes, but they felt as if they were shut tight by permanent glue.

"Mr. Alexander, Miss Hockens is in critical condition. Time will only tell for when she will wake up, you have to be patient." The other voice spoke,who I'm assuming is a doctor.

"How am I suppose to be patient when the girl I love is hooked up to all of these wires?!"

"Please sir, Can you wait with the others? I'm sure Zoe's mom would like to see here too."

There was shouting that started and before I knew it, I felt myself fading away again.

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"She loves me more. I know my Zoe will wake up soon. She wouldn't dare to miss our game." I heard what I thought was Mason's voice.

I felt someone touch my hand, but I was unable to move it.

"I hope that bastard rots in prison." Mason says. Water ran down my face as Mason leaned in to kiss my forehead.

"Get well baby girl."

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"I know you're strong Zoe. You'll wake up eventually and when you do, I will never let you out of my sight." I hear my mom's voice.

It's the worse feeling ever to be unable to move. I try to reach out for my mom, but I felt as if someone poured concrete all over my body. I remain stuck in the bed just listening to my mothers words. I feel my mother lean in and kiss my forehead. A tear falls onto my face as she pulls away.

My face must have been an effing ocean because a lot of people had cried on my face.

I felt darkness pulling me in again. The darkness that consumed me, made me want to scream because I wanted to wake up so badly. I wanted to tell everyone I was okay, but the truth is...

I wasn't okay. I would be lying to myself if I was.

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Silence is all I heard when I woke up. My eyes scanned the dark room and landed on a figure in the corner of the room. My heart dropped when I saw the figure move.

"Zoe?" The person asked in passion. I raised an eyebrow in confusion because the voice sounded very familiar.

"You're awake!" When he walked up to me I finally saw his face.

I screamed.

"Get the fuck away from me!" I tried to get up from my bed but I was held back.

"No sweetheart, it's okay. Everything is okay!" I struggle against his grip. Tears filled my eyes as I felt him pull me into a hug.

"Help me! Help me!" I sobbed out. He didn't let me go. I felt my throat close in on itself as he pulled away.

"Why won't you leave me alone?" I whisper out. He frowns and takes my hand into his. His skin against mine burned. I felt as if he was contaminating me, just by being this close to me.