Coma h.s.

Prologue

All I can think about is him.

My heart starts beating faster as the realization hits me. I couldn't be any more madly in lo-

Something feels wrong. No. Something is wrong-I know it is. My gut starts to turn as my heart continues to pound. At the beginning of all this I thought I was losing my mind, but now that I'm this far I know I already have. As crazy as it is, I know not to just shove away this new knowledge I seem to be getting. I'm vital to this and I've been getting so close to both my goal and to him, but at the pit of my stomach I know the hard truth already.

I grab my keys and rush out the door to the hospital, tears already welling in my eyes. This cant be happening right now. I've been getting so close to fixing everything.

I weave through cars going twenty over the speed limit, but I couldn't care less at this point;I need to see him, awake or not. I can't help but blame myself if my feeling turns out to be correct. I turned selfish, wanting to spend more time with him instead of solving the issue, but then again wasn't I solving the issue by spending time with him? My thoughts cloud my head the rest of the drive until I make it to the hospital in one piece, physically at least.

"I'm here for Harry." I tell Linda in a rushed tone. I couldn't thank god any more than I already have that we are close enough to let me slide past the visiting hour rules.

"Is everything okay Ana? You seem-"

"Thanks!" I half scream as I dart down to the room I could now recognize anywhere.

I stop in front of the closed door that reads 325. Please be okay, please. I think to myself. I need him to be okay.

I open the door to him resting on the hospital bed, same position as the last time I was here. His heart monitor constantly beeping slow steady beeps. Letting out a deep sigh I walk over to the chair that I have sat in every day during my time spent with him.

"Please come back. It's time to come back now. I miss you so much." I cry, softly grasping his unmoving hand. I couldn't care less about the tears running down my face, my hair going in all different directions, the scars on my arms, or even myself at this point; all that matters to me is him.

"Please," I whisper, closing my eyes and letting the tears fall freely. "I need you."

And as if it were my imagination, his fingers twitch in my hand. I open my eyes in shock not knowing whether to believe if its true, but I see his lips part ever so slightly and his eyes move under his eyelids and I know.

I'm glued to my spot as I see the boy I've been through hell and back with slowly wake up. This is happening. It's really happening. Maybe my feeling was a good feeling instead of bad after all.

I watch his eyes shuffle under his lids, its the only thing I can focus on right now. His breath starts to pick up and heart monitor starts beeping faster. What's going on?

Just like that his eyes shoot open, his green ones meeting my brown ones. As quick as it happens, as quick as it ends.

His chest stops rising and his heart monitor goes flat.

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Hi! I'm so so excited to finally get this book up and out there because ive been thinking about it for soo long! I will try to update Coma around 2-3 times a week (maybe more if I'm feeling it). I know this was short, but no worries its only the prologue. The actual chapters will be much longer.

No I did not just ruin the whole book in the prologue if that's what you were thinking. If it is what you are thinking then you have a very pleasant surprise coming your way!

If anyone has any questions about myself or the story please feel free to comment them whenever and lets start this out right..

What did the duck say when it bought lipstick?

Put it on my bill

-Sam