It's the 23rd, the day before Dakota is supposed to be put to sleep. "Dakota plz wake up" I plead weakly knowing it won't do much good I closed my eye. I've lost hope I let go of his hand and turn to walk away. Suddenly a hand grasped my wrist. I turn to see Dakota's hand around my wrist and his eyes half open "don't. Go" he whispered. All I did was nod and moved closer to his hospital bed "I thought I lost you!" I cried clinging to him "shhh everything is ok now" he said petting my hair "we got let the nurse know" I said wiping the tears away "ok" he said reaching over and hitting the button calling the nurse into the room. As nurse Kasey walked in so did the lady from last time "oh so he's up?" She looked scared "yea" I held Dakota's hand like it was going to keep me alive "now if you don't mind, get the fuck out. My boyfriend doesn't need you shit right now" I narrowed my eyes at her. She huffed but walked away " well Mr. Strouse, it's lovely to see you up again" she said checking his IV "it's great to be up again" he squeezed my hand causing me to look at him only to see worry in his eyes "what's wrong?" He asked. I shook my head slowly closing my eyes before pressing my forehead to his " I thought I lost you" I chocked out past the lump in my throat as I shook uncontrollably "shhh babe I'm ok" he pulled me into the bed and into his chest as he wrapped his arms around me holding me close. Nurse Kasey looked over at me with a knowing look "it's been months Mr Strouse. Another day and you wouldn't have woken again" " what does that mean" I sighed before I spoke " it means that if you didn't wake up you wouldn't have been put to sleep" I tightly closed my eyes at the thought. I felt something lift my chin and I opened my eyes in time to see it was Dakota, leaning towards me for a kiss which I happily accepted. Things were finally going right in the world for me
