astrid's pov
Calum came home from the hospital, he didn't have a very hopeful look on his face. "What?" I asked with a concerned tone. "She will get out of the coma soon but, she may suffer from nightmare disorder." He said sadly. "Oh my god. How bad will that be with her anxiety?" I questioned him. "I'm not sure." He stated. I sighed and walked back into the living room. I sat next to Luke and he wrapped his arm around me. "She might suffer of nightmare disorder." I sighed facing him. He sympathetically looked at me, "It's gonna be alright, at least we know she is safe." I sighed, "I guess."
Later I decided to go down to the hospital. I saw the first nurse who directed us to Dylan's room. "Excuse me?" I asked. "Hi." She greeted. "Is your patient Dylan Thirlwall?" I questioned her. "Yes it is." She smiled sympathetically. "Well I heard she might suffer from nightmare disorder." I said not comfortable with my words. "Yes." She said professionally. "Okay, well she has anxiety, will that affect anything?" I asked her. "Oh she does? Well that might have a big affect on it. She might wake up with anxiety attacks in the middle of the night, do you know how to take care of them?" She asked and I nodded.
I walked into Dylan's room and saw her lifeless body on the bed. This reminds me of the sleepless nights I had with Ashton in a room identical to this one. "Oh my god. I need you to wake up..."
