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Dr. Madison's update

I feel myself growing to hate this Dr. Madison. Each sentence that he utters seems to make him looks viler and viler. After he dropped the s bomb on me he sat me down and began to explain the whole situation to me. He didn't seem to care of what relation I was to Liam or that he'd seen me starting to cry by his bedside, he told me every single gruesome detail I didn't really want to know about.

"We found the pills beside him, on his nightstand, we're not really sure how he procured them, but considering who he was it couldn't have been that hard. He used several very strong drugs that you wouldn't know about, this was enough to put him into this comatose state. He definitely would have died had we not found him when we did. We estimate we found him perhaps five minutes after the drugs took over and he lost consciousness. Which makes it very puzzling as to why he is still not waking up. He should have recovered without much issue. We've pumped the drugs out of his system so it's really only a matter of time now." He takes a moment to catch his breath and then continues on. "We have found video footage from his room, before he threw a sheet over the camera, where he stared at it and just smiled, almost peacefully for a long period of time. He was taken out for lunch and then returned to his room. His overseas saw nothing out of the normal. I'm sure you know, of course, that his behavior was about as abnormal as it could be, wasn't it?" He chuckles and taps his clipboard against the railing of the bed.

"So you don't know why he did this, when he will wake up, nor why he hasn't woken up yet?" I ask, voice shaking a little. I knew that Liam would no doubt get more depressed as time wears on and he's healing to where he feels emotions again...but I hadn't even considered this possibility. 

"No, we don't. We do know that his rehabilitation process was moving along steadily and that last week we had skipped a few steps, in order to get a bit ahead of our plan. He was doing so well that the doctors working with him thought it would be fine and even perhaps better for him. It looks like they weren't exactly in the right this time, however." He shrugs his shoulders as if it's not a bother for him at all. "We wanted to alert you to all that had happened and felt it would be easier to tell you in person than over the phone. Now that you've gotten your update you can leave." He waves a hand to the door.

I stare at him for much longer than is necessary. He notices and frowns. "I'm sorry, but I won't be ready to leave for at least a while longer, maybe even an hour or two. This is my friend and he's just been through a lot, I mean he's in a hospital bed! Feel free to work around me." I sit back down in the seat I've pulled up and try to ignore Dr. Madison. Out of the corner of my eye I see him grin and shake his head and return to his seat by the door. I wish he would have left. I wish he would have let me be alone here with Liam. The last thing I want to do is cry in front of him, so I hold in my tears and try not to think about Liam. Happy, kind, sweet, big-hearted Liam. Sitting in his little room, smiling at the camera and then later swallowing the pills that he knew would take him back to his Soph. I cling to his hand in mine and lean down to rest my forehead on his arm. "I'm so sorry..." I whisper, very quietly so Dr. Madison won't hear me. "I'm sorry she got on that plane. I wish that I would have never met you, if it would change things I wouldn't even want to meet you. All I've brought you is so much pain. I hate myself for it." A tear slips out, despite my best efforts to hold it in. "I hate myself for ruining your life so much that you'd rather die than live it out."