A Baby For Kydd

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The days seemed to pass by so slow. Kydd felt torn between wanting them to speed up and wanting them to go by slow.
She loved hanging out with her family and friends. But she desperately missed Cobain. Sure they had their texting and their video chats. But that wasn't enough. She missed the taste of his lips. It's like he was her own personal drug. And she was having withdrawals.

It was the 2nd to the last day of her Thanksgiving break. She was at a coffee shop in the mall with her friends when her phone rang. And the voice on the other end would rock and shatter her world..

She sat on the plane crying. Her mother tried her best to comfort her but she didn't want her mom. At least not right now.
She kept playing replaying the 6 minute phone in her mind. In a matter of seconds she learned that the love of her young life was in the ICU. That he was involved in a car accident over the thanksgiving holiday. She didn't know what hurt worse. Knowing he was in a coma or that he had another girl that wasn't a family member in the car. Her heart was ripped out. All she could do was sit there and cry.
Had he cheated on her? If so did she walk away? Or stay with him? What if he died?? What if he never walked again? She cried harder. She couldn't imagine it. She wouldn't, she shouldn't. She prayed every second begging God not to take Cobain away. She must have fallen asleep because when she woke up she was in the airport terminal.
Her parents agreed that her mother and her would go to the emergency room. And the guys would go home.

She clutched the heart necklace he had given her. Continuing to pray that he would be okay.
As the hospital came into view Her heart sank. It wasn't a dream, this was really happening. Her eyes were red and puffy. Her hair was a mess but she didn't care.

She ran through the hallways.
" ICU? "
She read every sign.
" ICU? "
Finally she reached, it. She pulled out her phone and texted the number. The same number that belonged to the person who gave her the news..

" Kydd? "
She stood up. The voice belonged to an older gentleman.
He stepped forward.
" Mason Knight. Cobain's father I called you. "
She shook his hand as did her mom.
" How is he? "
She hadn't mean to sound so rude or demanding but her tone came off so harsh..
She bite her lip. And started crying again.
" Come on. "
As they walked back she imagined the worst. But even her worst imagination was close to the reality.
He was puffy and purple. He had a a cast on his arm and his leg.
He had cuts on his face.
She went to his side and held his good hand.
" Cobain? I'm here.. Wake up.. "

It had been a week since Kydd been here at the hospital. She never left Cobain's side. She talked to him. She prayed over him. She cried over him. But she never left his side even when the nurses said she couldn't stay because she wasn't family. But Mr. Knight made sure that wasn't an issue.
" Cobain.. Wake up please.."
She began to cry. She squeezed his hand a bit. And then she felt it. He squeezed back.
She looked up at his face.
" Cobain? "
He flicked his eyes a bit and moaned out in pain.
" Cobain, baby Im here you're okay. "
He moved his left leg a bit.
Well he wasn't paralyzed. She called out to him again..
He opened his eyes just a bit, he squeezed her hand again.
A nurse walked in.
" Hey, you getting up there buddy. "
Kydd wiped her tears and squeezed his hand a bit more.
The nurse adjusted the bed a bit so he was in a sitting up position.
She took a small flash light.
"Can you follow my fingers? "
He did. " Great job, Can you talk yet? "
He opened his mouth a bit.
" Whatever you want to say you can say it."
The nurse said.
" Thirsty. "
The nurse smiled.
" Well you been asleep for 3 years I bet you are. "
He looked wide eyes at her before mumbling " What? "
Kydd had to laugh a bit.
" I'm sorry sweetie, I'm a big jokester. You been out for a week dear. I just had to mess with you a bit. You're sense of humor is still in tact I see. "
Cobain shook his head.
Turned and looked at Kydd.
Saw her red puffy eyes and her tear streaked face.
But before he could say anything the nurse chimed in " I'm going to get some ice chips. I'll be gone less than six minutes, no hanky panky you two. "
Both of them smiled.

" Im sorry baby girl.."
She squeezed his hand tight..

She would have walked away right then and there if she had known that he would say those words so many other times..