I'm In Love With The Football Player

23. Why?

"We've done what we can." a sweet voice says. "Now its up to you to decide if you wan tto wake up or not."

Everything is black but by the smell I know I am back in the hospital. Am I in a coma right now? What had happened after I stayed in a coma? Did those medics hurt Bree who knows how long ago.

I was trapped inside my  body and it felt as if I was running in a never ending hallway. I wanted to scream, to move a finger, Something! But I could only talk and move in my mind. I had felt like this before but this time seemed 100 times worse.

I gave up eventually and just tried to stay as calm as I could. I heard the monitor beeping, letting my parents know that I was alive, but I wasn't waking up.

I stayed like this for a few hours, days maybe. Who knew? The time seemed to not make sense now that I was in complete darkness. I could hear my parents cry and consoling each other. It broke me inside that I was hurting my parents like this. It ripped my insides. I had lost hope until something happened.

"Oh my gosh!" I heard my mom yell as she pushed the chair she was sitting on back. I felt her hand on my arm. I think she pressed the button to call the nurse. "Nurse!"

"Do you see this?" I think she said to my dad.

Before he could answer, I heard the door slam open and a pair a feet run in.

"What is it, ma'am?" The nurse asked running to us.

"He's crying!" My mom said.

I felt the nurse get close to register if it really was a tear. I was quite surprised myself. Was I  really crying? Did I really just shed a tear?

"I'll call the doctor to see what he can do." I heard the nurse's footsteps move away from me.

"Honey! There may be hope!" My mom said to my dad.

Even tho i couldn't see him, i knew he was smiling. Or at least I hoped he was.

A few minutes later, I heard heavier footsteps come in the room. I'm guessing it was the doctor. I felt my mother back away from me, giving the doctor some space. I heard him make a 'hmm' sound and back away.

"It looks like there may be more hope." He said.

"Oh! Thank God!" My mother said. "Thank you God! Thank you!

My mother was still the same religious woman she was before all of this.

"I still have some stuff to tell you, Mr. and Mrs. Bellington." The doctor walked to one end of the room and I heard the door click. "Even if he wakes up.. He may only have a week left to live."

"What?" My mom's voice seemed to break. I hear her collapse on a chair. "But how can this be? You said there was nothing serious about his condition, yet?"

"I checked the pictures that we took in the MRI  earlier in the week, again and I noticed something." He started. "It looks like the crystal went deeper into his brain cause a rip on his brain."

"But how can this be?" Dad protested. "There was nothing wrong with him a few days ago!"

The doctor seemed to think of his response. "There could be some reason as to why this happened."

My parents both stayed in silence waiting for his response.

"He could have fallen on his head causing the crystal to move deeper." He said.

I remembered back at the Forest. Bree told me to lay down but she was in so much shock that i accidentally hit my head when i lay back. I wasn't blaming her, obviously. Anyone would've done the same thing in her situation.