The Book

My Wings (5)

Neveah's P.O.V.

I woke up groaning, my back was aching and my neck was stiff. What happened?

Angel

Timmy

Accident

Everything came crashing back to me. The sirens. The police. Fainting.

I looled around and saw a sign that said, "Waiting Room."

We're probably in the hospital. Drake was beside me, asleep in a sitting position. Timmy was curled up asleep in the corner -bandages around his limbs- and Ade and Thomas were asleep next to each other.

"Um excuse me miss?" A nurse tapped my shoulder.

"Yes? Is it Angel? What happened?" I asked, starting to panic.

"Ms. Foster is in the ICU and is going back in the OR in fifteen, she should be out in four hours." She said while glancing at the paper she was brought.

"Okay, I'll inform her parents when they wake up." I said while nodding, she nodded back then left.

Four hours is a long time, Drake can't sleep like that. I took the pillow I slept on and scooted away from Drake, I put the pillow beside me and slowly pulled him down so he was on the pillow.

I pulled my scarf out of my bag and rolled it up so it was kind of a pillow. He was a side sleeper and a hugger. He made a move to grab the scarf.

"Angel." He mumbled while hugging my scarf tighter, his brows furrowing. I sighed.

Only Angel would get into this kind of trouble. I opened my bag and saw that the bracelet was still there. Tears welled in my eyes, what if she doesn't make it? Nope, she will, I know it.

A few minutes later Thomas woke up.

"Huh? Oh Neveah, you're awake, any news?" He asked, sleepily.

"Yeah, a nurse came up awhile ago and said that she's going back in the OR for four more hours." I sighed. He gave out a tired and sad sigh.

"Why don't we wake them up, we could go back to sleep later and wake up when she gets out of the OR." He suggested. I nodded and started to lightly slap Drake's face.

"Drake."

Slap.

"Drake."

Slap.

"Drak-" I got cut off.

"Gosh, what is Nev?" He replied groggily.

"We're gonna get food, she's gonna be out in four hours." I said while standing up.

"Fine." He slowly sat up and ran a hand through his hair.

I moved over to Timmy and started to slowly shake him. I could've carried him but there are bandages all over him.

"What?" He yawned.

"C'mon bud, let's get some food 'kay?" I whispered, he nodded and hopped off the chair.

We all stood up and walked to the hospital's cafeteria.

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We just finished eating, the food wasn't that bad but it was still bad. We've been sitting her for at least three hours so one more hour. We chatted about random things and tried to steer clear of topics involving Angel, but everything just seemed to connect to her.

We walked back and a doctor was standing near the chairs we sat on.

"Are you Ms. Foster's family?" He asked while turning to us.

"Yes we're her parents." Adelide replied.

"Well, I have bad news and good news." He didn't talk for a few seconds while he read what was on his clipboard.

"Good news is that everything is fine, everything is working properly, No internal damage and her leg is healing nicely." He said with a smile. Then his expression turned grim.

"But." Thomas pushed, the suspense was killing everyone and my heartbeat seemed to get faster by the second.

"She's in a coma."