part 9 (mini)

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Sean

I woke up and hugged my pillow to my chest.
I grabbed my phone and opened it.
I was going to look at the photos from Marks funeral.
I just... I need to see him one more time.
But when I opened my photos they all were gone. I frowned and looked at the date.
It is July 17.
I got the phone call on July 17th... Marks funeral on the 25th...
IS MARK STILL OKAY!?!
I shot up in bed and opened my messages and sure enough the messages of me telling everyone of Marks passing were not there, nor a call from the hospital.
And as If on que my phone lit up with a call from an unknown number and I answered, already crying.
This is the call...
"Hello?"
"Is this Sean?"
I took a deep breath.
"It
"We have called to inform you that Mark woke up this morning. He is still very out of it but he should be fine soon."
I covered my mouth and started crying. But this time it was a happy cry.
"Thank you so much! Oh my God! Thank you!" I said through my tears.
He said goodbye and hung up.
I ran and called everyone, telling them that he is okay.

He is okay...

Mark

I heard a slow steady beeping.
I opened my eyes and shut them again, blinded by the light.
Almost immediately I was surrounded by people.
"How are you feeling?" A smaller woman said to me.
"My head hurts... Where am I?" I asked.
"You are in the hospital." she said.
"How long have I been here?" I asked.
"Just over 9 months..." She said quietly.
"9 Months!?! What happened!?! I don't remember anything?"
"You tried to take your own life but your friend found you. Unfortunately you fell comatose. We are so happy you are awake!"
I then remembered everything.
I started crying.
I can't even kill myself...
She told me to calm down and I heard my heart speeding up.
I calmed down and she told me that my mother was contacted and so was Sean...
She gave me a small bowl of soup and I ended up throwing it up.
I fell asleep soon after and there was only one person on my mind

Sean...

Will he even want to see me?
I bet he hates me...
I bet they all hate me...
and with those three thoughts I was pulled into darkness.



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