~ athena's pov, four months later ~
beep. beep. beep. beep.
i focused on the beeping. it kept going, every time my i felt my heart beat, the machine beeped. although i kept trying, my eyes refused to open and my body refused to move. it was a surreal feeling - for i could hear everything around me, but couldn't see it or feel it. people kept coming in and talking to me, begging me to wake up or to show some signs of improvement but i have no way of telling them that i am awake and i can hear them.
"hey babe," i heard. "i miss you, like, a lot. it's been four months since i last saw your smile, heard your voice, or looked into your beautiful eyes. the doctor keeps saying everything is fine, and that it's normal for people to be in comas for this long, but four months? it's just not fair. i want you back, i want to be able to hold you in my arms and sing to you, i want to have food fights while we attempt to cook, i just want things to go back to how they were. i love you."
the voice sounded soft. like how a child would talk to their favourite toy late at night, but it also sounded tired. tired of everything, and i wish more than ever i could help this poor soul. though i didn't recognize the voice, i want to wake up for him. i want to make him happy.
it took all the strength in my body, but somehow i managed to move my fingers. only a tiny bit, probably not even a twitch. i doubt the boy even noticed.
"athena?" he said, sounded shocked, "can you hear me? do that again!!!"
i did it again. he didn't react for a moment.
"DOCTOR, I NEED A DOCTOR IN HERE."
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