Getting You Back

Chapter Thirty-Five: Awaken

    "Heart beat is stable and strong. Vitals are high." When one goes underneath the water of a swimming pool everything around them, all voices and noise around them, become muffled. It takes a little longer for the voices to travel and for them to be understood. That is what I am hearing, that is what is happening to me. I can hear their voices but they are muffled, it feels as though I am beneath the water with cotton stuffed in my ears. Each word that leaves their mouth sound soft, muffled, and far away. In the muffled world that I am in, I hear the light constant beeps of machinery that I know is keeping me alive.
"When will she wake?" A lighter voice comes through and I feel myself relax at the sound. Mom?
"When she is ready." Come on Halleiana Marie, open your eyes. I try to lift both lids up at the same time but both are heavy and it feels as though they are glued shut together. I attempt to move my hand but it feels as though bricks are piled on top of me, forcing me to be still. 
"What if she never wakes up Miguel?" I need to wake up, I need to see them. Out of all the commotion happening around me the only clear thing that I am able to hear is my mom's cries. Hearing my mother cry, hearing her cry over something like this, hurts more than it did when I went through that window of the taxi cab . This is their very own personal hell. Once again, I try to lift both of my eye lids but just like the first try I am unsuccessful. I stop for a moment, knowing that the more I rush the more unsuccessful I will be. For the third time, with the little strength that I have I lift my eyebrows then force open my eyes. Bright white light invades my line of sight causing my vision to go blurry and tears to form in my eyes and fall down my temple and into my hair line. It hurts, for how ever long I have been in this darkness has caused the light to sting my eyes. My eyes feel as though pins are being pricked into them. The sting of the light causes more tears to flood my vision and go down my cheeks.
Come on Halle, blink. Wake up.
Slowly, I begin to blink my eyes, clearing my vision and stopping my tears. With each blink the soft color of the room becomes clear. I begin to see more color and the details of the the things around the room. The first thing my eyes meet is the ceiling of the room. The ceiling is high and are white with indentations designed in them. With my peripheral vision I begin to look around the room. Around me, the room is filled with roses, cards, and letters. But what catches my eye out of the sea of flowers is the dozen long stemmed roses and peonies that rest by themselves in a glass vase off to the side in their own spot. Before I can let my mind wonder to him, I look a bit more to the right. My mom sits besides my bed with her face buried in the white blankets of my bed. Her tears fall from her eyes and down her cheeks, her body shakes slightly with her sobs, and I can faintly hear her prayer. Slowly, I try to take in a deep breath to relieve the weight that is pressing on my chest. Right as I breathe in, a sting courses through my ribs and chest causing me to stop breathing for a moment. I grit my teeth together to keep my hiss of pain in. The weight I tried to relieve gets pressed back down on my chest and becomes ten times worse. I take in deep breaths and calm myself down before I move again. When the pain subsides, I slowly and as gently as possible, I glide my hand along the white sheets then place my hand on top of my mom's arm.
"Mom?"At the sound of my voice and the touch of my hand she jumps from her spot in the blankets. Her cheeks are red and tear stained while her eyes are swollen red from the tears she has cried. Her eyes are focused on my hand on her arm. Gently, to let her know that I truly am awake, I wiggle my fingers. Her head snaps up and she just looks at me. Her wide eyes look over my face over and over as she takes in the fact that I am awake. 
"Oh, my baby girl." She leans down and holds me as close as possible to her. She holds me as if I am made from fragile glass that can break with one touch. I bury my face into her shoulder and put my hand in her's. I hold her as much as I can without hurting myself. Her fingers comb through my hair and trace over the plains of my face. "Oh, baby girl. I thought your eyes would be closed forever." That is when it really hits me. That could of been my end. I could of been taken from the ones who mean the most to me. My mom looks over her shoulder with a smile stretched across her face. "Miguel! Miguel!" She yells towards the door. Within the second that she calls, heavy footfalls can be heard running down the hall. The door burst open and bangs against the door.
"Izzy, what happened..." When my dad finally looks we are the first place my dad's eyes go to. "Daddy." At the sound of my rough voice my dad takes in a deep breath then relaxes in his spot. The weight that he was carrying on his shoulders leave him and fade away with the slump of his shoulders. For a moment my dad just stands before me, he takes me in with his eyes. I don't know what he is thinking or what he is saying to God but as I lay here beneath the gaze of my dad I have never felt so safe. Tears fill his eyes then he comes towards me. Right as my arms reach out for him, he reaches out to me. He presses me against his chest and presses kisses on the top of my head and face.
"Don't you scare me like that again young lady..." In the middle of his scold the door to the room burst open to my room. Staring back at me with wide but tear filled eyes are three sets of eyes. The very first one to break his frozen state is Luca. A smile comes across his face and he comes running to the open side to my left. He cuddles into my side and places an arm around me.
"I missed you bug." He sighs into me. I feel his shoulder slump as he begins to cry into my shoulder. My brothers try to be the toughest they can be but there is only so much that one can take before it all becomes too much. "Don't scare me like that again." He whispers in my  ear. I nod my head and wrap my pinkie finger around his.
"I promise."
"Move it fluff, it is my turn." Elliot pushes Luca to the side and takes his spot. His arms comes around me gently and for the first time my brother doesn't know what to say. I simply hold him in my arms, giving him three small squeezes, silently telling him that I love him. Elliot pulls away from me, he cups my face in his hands and looks at my eyes. With this one look, I can see the fear that ruled his life for how ever long I was asleep. He presses a kiss to my forehead then lets me go. My eyes begin to search around the room again. But rather than taking in the things around me, I am searching for another person. The person who I have been a part from for too long. "Luca, where's my Harry? I need him." Luca looks down at me with worried, guarded eyes. Out of all my brothers he would be the one to understand the most. Elliot stands next to Alex with a hard glare and his jaw set at the mention of Harry. Luca is the only one who will get it, that by this point after so much has happened that I can't even stand to be away from Harry any longer. He gently places my hand in his and gives it a gentle squeeze.
"Are you sure? You don't have to rush into anything bug." His absence is screaming out at me. It is prominent in this room. I know he should be standing right here next to me. There is no one else besides him I want next to me. Not having him next to me, not having him, especially now, makes me feel uncomfortably exposed to the world.
"Please Luca." The strong front he puts on melts away with my plea. His thumb caresses against the skin of my hand and he slumps against me.
"Okay, I will get him." He presses a kiss to my hand then leaves the room. Once his spot is free, my eldest brother comes and holds me. My eldest brother, one of the strongest men and soldiers I know, looks at me for a moment then breaks down into tears.
"I thought we lost you bug." He covers his face with his hands so that I won't see the tears that are coming down his face.  
"I didn't mean to scare you." His hands come from his face and pulls me into his arms. He rest his head on my shoulder and he simply holds me. Alex's eyes slowly begin to scan up and down my face. Then gently he caresses the tops of my fingers with his. As he stares down at my smaller hand in his, I see that his lips are slightly trembling. He counts each finger gently and carefully. Though he sits before me with my hand in his with all my fingers he still needs to know. He still needs that reassurance that I am okay even though I am broken. For his peace of mind, I wiggle all ten of my toes as much as possible. He feels them wiggle against his leg and looks up at me with a smile on his face.
"I love you." He says gently and very softly as if his voice could break me if he were any louder.
"I love you so m..." When I begin to speak Luca comes back into the room with his phone in his hand. Luca's eyebrows are furrowed and his shoulders are tensed. He walks over to me, places a kiss on the top of my head then gently rest against me.
"He's coming." Those two simple words send my heart into a frenzy in my chest causing my blood to run cold. Before I was forced asleep I know that I ran away from him. I ran away from him with another broken heart when he no longer saw the point in what we have or rather what we had. What if he feels that way now and is merely here because he feels guilty that he was the one who sent me running towards the doomed taxi? What if I am filling myself with false hope? Suddenly, beeps of the machinery around me begin to go off causing all of us to jump in surprise. My heart monitor flashes red as my heat beat lines move close together and rapidly across the screen.
"Halle!" My mom rushes over me and takes my hands in her's. "You need to calm down, calm down." She begins to rub my hands, warming them between her's. My dad comes over and comforting scratches my head and hums lightly, hoping that his touch, along with my mom's, helps. With each touch my heart beat begins to decrease. Vibrations go through the mattress of my bed causing me to stiffen in my spot. Luca looks down at his phone then stands up from the bed. He takes in a deep breath then looks up at me. 
"He's here."