Unsteady // kiani ff

Chapter 13

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Jordan
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I wake up on the floor. I look around and everything is black. I look up and see a huge bright white light. I go to touch it then it goes away. The floor caves and I fall. I never hit the bottom.
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Will
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I sit impatiently in the hospital room. Jordan has been in a coma for a week. I haven't ate, showered, spoke. The only thing to be heard in the lonely room is the sound of beeping and my quiet sobs. I miss him. I need him back. Now. I don't know what I would do without him. This is all my fault. If I would of payed attention. If I would have turned to him. Stayed by him. This wouldn't have happened. It was all my fault.

I took Jordan's small freezing cold hand, and to think, I was in this hospital bed a week ago, fighting for life. Now, the love of my fucking life is. Laying lifeless, fighting to wake up. When I heard that sound

'Bang!'

It plays over and over in my head. The sound of that gun shot straight towards Jordan's heart. The horrifying pain look on his face. I keep seeing it every time I close my eyes. It's all my fault. I hear a knock on the door and it slowly open I look up to see Jordan's nurse, Salma.

"Any signs of his waking up?" She asked me with a small tone.

"His lip quivered for a while. If that's anything." I reply.

"That's very good. He is getting better. He will be okay Will. I promise you." I just nod. I don't know if he will, my head is just crazy. It feels like I'm going insane because he isn't here with me. I just want him to be in my arms again.

"I promise, you lil' fuck." She cracks a smile and it makes me give a tiny chuckle and smile but that quickly fades. She always tries to make me feel better like that. It works in other situations. But not this. Not while my boyfriend is like this.

"Call me if anything happens. Any signs or increase or decreases of the heart rate." I nod and she leaves. Now I'm all alone. Again. I lay my head on Jordan's chest and I still have his hand in mine. I feel his hand move and tighten his grip on my hand, then loosens again.

"Salma!" I yell her name and she comes in immediately.

"Yes?"

"His hand moved and he tightened his grip on my hand, then loosened."

"Very good! He is getting much better, it will be about a week or so before he is come to." I let a small smile form when she leaves. At least I know he isn't dead. Well, partly alive. I let the smile turn into a grin and give Jordan a kiss on the lips. He most likely didn't feel it. But I did, and I missed the feeling of him.

I smelt and looked like garbage. I need to go home take a shower. Get new clothes on, I can't leave his side though.  I know he would want me to though. I grab his hand and squeeze it putting it to my lips and close my eyes letting a tear fall. I kiss his hand and I let go of it and get up.

"I'll be back, Jor." I whisper to him, but I know he can't hear me. I hear a weary very small "Okay." From Jordan. He can hear me. Before I left the hospital I let Salma know about Jordan talking. I get in my car and the silent ride home was hell. All I thought about was Jordan. The memories and when we went on car rides to mountains to watch the sunset or look at the city, our hands intertwined, small kisses and sucking on sweet spots. I miss him so much. Come back sooner, Jordan.

I pull in my driveway and go inside, I walk upstairs and peel off my clothes and get in the shower. I quickly wash my hair and body and get out. I dry off and grab Jordan's 'Mod Sun' tie dye sweatshirt and his sweatpants. I put on a flower crown and my black Vans. I still haven't ate, but like I said a while ago, Who needs to eat anyway? I go back outside and jump in the car. I go straight to the hospital. I start going into the elevator before Salma stops me.

"You don't want to go in there."

"Why? What happened!? Salma!"

"He woke up and started having a seizure. Doctors are in there trying to get him back. He will -"

"Jordan!" I cut her off

"Will he is okay! Calm down!"

"Please let me see him, please." She takes my hand and brings me up to his room. He was laying on his side, his eyes closed.

"Is he okay?" The doctors nod.

"He is out of a coma." Dr. Gonzalez says. I cry. I finally have him back. I push past him and run to him.

"He will be out for about thirty to forty minutes." I smile and the tears keep falling. I hold his hand and stroke it with my thumb.

"You're okay, babe." I whisper to Jordan.

"You're okay..." I trail off and close my eyes.

It's been an hour. Jordan still hasn't waken up. I'm on my knees holding his hand by the hospital bed. I look at his delicate face. His eyes are trying to open. I smile and I pick up his wrist. There are new cuts, about a week old. He must have cut before we left that night. That night.. I cut the thought and look at his face when my smile fades, due to the thought. I look at his eyes and they slowly open. I hear a very weary quiet raspy voice.

"Will?"

"Why am I here? You look cute, what happened? I love you." I chuckle through my tears.

"I love you so much. I'll explain why you're here later." I say and kiss him, he kisses back and cups my cheek.

"I've missed you." I quietly coo

"Miss me? I've been sleeping. Haven't I? What's going on?" He says with his raspy weary quiet voice.

"Shhh. I will explain later, okay?" He nods and closes his eyes and yawned.

"I'm tired."

"How the hell could you be tired? You weren't here for eight days."

"I wasn't? Woah. Best sleep ever!" He jokingly said and we both laugh.

"I want to see Sam." He put a pout face on.

"You will soon." He looks up at my flower crown.

"You started wearing them again!?" He asks very happily. I nod and smile at him.

"Yay! You're so cute in them. You're cute all the time actually." A pink shade paints on my cheek.

"You too, cutie."

"Hey, let me tell you something. If someone holds a gun up to you or threatens you. Scream for me. Call my name. Don't let them actually do it. Okay?" He nods. He tries to sit up but whimpers with pain.

"Don't do that. You still need to heal."

"Heal? Heal what?" He asked confused

"You got shot by Maddie. If it was one inch closer to your heart you would have died. You were in a coma for a week." He looked shocked and his heart rate went up.

"Calm down, calm down, you're okay now." I say soothingly and stroke his cheek with my thumb. When I do so his heart rate slows and he closes his eyes.

"She won't hurt you anymore." I whisper. He nods.

"Thank you Will."

"For what?"

"Saving my life, staying with me."

"I would save you anytime you need it. And I will never ever leave you. Not making that mistake again." He smiles and slowly falls into a heavy sleep. Again. I lay next to him on the hospital bed, kiss his forehead, and fall asleep with his head on my chest.