"I'm sorry for your loss" is something everyone says as they come and go through a hospital or funeral or bringing you pity meals after a loved one has passed. None of them truly mean it, it's just the 'nice' thing to say.
I never thought much of it, until it was being said to myself and Alex, Kian, and Mrs. Russet.As I sit in the chair next to my bestfriend, almost looking lifeless, I wonder. Will she ever wake up.
Dr. Shepherd had an idea last minute. He found a way to get the tumor out, and everything was fine, but she hasn't woken up yet. It could take weeks to wake up after surgery like this, but eventually, the decision has to be made to pull the plug.
After three days of her not waking up, that's what he suggested.
Killing her.
Letting her go.
I would accept it.Everyday I would sit in that ICU.
I hated that room. The white walls made me feel isolated.wake up Andrea.
wake up.
just wake tf up.I could barely sleep. barely eat. barely think.
Kian tried comforting me, but I would always push him away. I would not be able to live with myself if they just pulled the plug on her.
I sat in that same damn chair for hours.
"Andrea, I know you are in there somewhere.
Please don't give up on me. Please. Just wake up.
There are so many people here that love you. You can't let them down like this. You just can't!
Dammit Andrea! Wake up!"
I buried my head in my hands and sobbed.
I couldn't go on without my bestfriend. I just couldn't.A machine started beeping and nurses rushed in. They checked her pulse and then backed up as I ran over to Andrea, grabbing her hand.
"She's waking up!" One of them hollered.
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sooooo sorry this is so short. Just tryna get it all together.
major writers block.
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