** Nicole's P.O.V. **
I opened my eyes and I was welcomed by the blinding white light. It was too strong for me so I immediately closed them and then tried again to slowly open hoping the light wouldn't burn my eyes. The place seemed so unfamiliar. Where was I? Everything I see if white. There seemed to be no color around me. Could I actually be dead? Did it work? Am I where they call the after life? All of my questions were answered in less than a second from a screaming voice.
"Nicole! I can't believe it! You're alive!" A male voice, that sounded very familiar but I wasn't able to link it to it's owner, screeched through the room I was in. Great... I was fucking alive. That meant that all the white I could see was because I was in a hospital. I looked down to my body only to see there were wires attached to me for some reason.
I looked to my left to see who was the guy who screamed not too long ago, but to only be greeted with another white wall with an empty chair. I suddenly frowned. Could I have imagined that? I looked up to see a figure outside of the door with his back to me.
"Nurse! She's awake! Come!" He screamed with joy. This time I was finally able to understand who it was and I smiled, Evan. He was here and he was happy that I was alive. Maybe after all it was a good thing that I didn't die.
He turned around and when he eyes met mine we both smiled. He rushed towards me and hugged me.
"I missed you so much." He softly whispered next to my ear.
"I-I missed you too Evan." I replied noticing the lack of strength I actually had. The nurse came into the room and smiled.
"It's nice to see you finally awake Nicole. How are you feeling?" She asked me with a huge smile plastered on her face.
"Honestly I don't know. I feel very tired and a bit confused." I answered her truthfully. She nodded and wrote something on the paper she was carrying.
"Don't worry, it's pretty normal to everybody that just have woken up from a coma." She said. Coma? I didn't know it was bad. For how long was I asleep? How much did I make everybody worry? Oh god, it's all my fault. Just think about what they were going through...
"C-coma? For how long?" I asked the nurse.
"You were in a coma for about a month Sweety. As I can see from the monitor everything is ok. So now I will leave you two alone and in a bit Dr. Cox will come and tell you everything." She said and left he room. I turned around to find Evan sotting down on the chair next to my bed.
"Nicole... You're actually alive." He said like he was still didn't believe it.
"Uhh... Yeah I guess we can say that I'm actually alive since the monitor says that there is a heart beating or it could just be a fake one and I'm actually a Zombie." I said to try and lighten things up. I heard a soft chuckle escape Evan's mouth. He suddenly became very serious and a small frown reached his face.
"Nicole, I don't wanna ruin the mood however do you remember the reason why you're here?" He asked me cautiously. All of a sudden a sequence of flashbacks came through my head of that night. Me arriving to the party, me seeing Oli... cheat on me, me locking myself in my room at Josh's house, me writing the suicide note and finally me putting everything into action... Without realizing tears were strolling down my face as I nodded to his question.
Soon I felt something heavy next to my body and a pair of warm and caring arms moved around my waist to hug me. I turned around and buried my face in his chest.
"I'm so sorry." I was able to say in between my sobs. He started to gently move his hand through my hair as he tried to assuage me.
"Don't say that Nicole. It's not your fault. If there has to be someone to blame that would be him." He hissed the last word. I knew exactly who him was. There was no need to be any more specific.
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Broken Generation (Sequel to Don't Go)
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