One Choice

Lost Minds, Lost Hearts

I sat down next to Isaac's bed, crying quietly while Kian rubbed circles around my back. Sam was sitting on the other side of her bed, looking down at her as well.
A nurse walked into the room, ready to say something to me.
"Alixx," She said. I sniffed and glanced up at her.
"The doctors would like for you to come back to your room now so we can test you to make sure you're okay." She said.
"I'm fine." I mumbled, looking back down at Isaac who still hadn't woken up.
"Alixx-"
"I said I'm fine alright! I feel fine, and I refuse to leave her side!" I yelled, shutting her up and earning an odd glance from kian and sam.
"Well...I can see if we can move you into this room with her, if that's what you would like..." She said. "But were obligated to keep our eye on you and treat you. You just woke up from a three month coma."
Three months...? I hadn't realized it had been that long...it only felt like a few days. Now I can kind of see why Isaac had given up...I was taking so long.
I sighed. "Okay, please see about moving me in here with her." I said. The nurse nodded and left the room.
A few hours passed and I started to become impatient. I gripped the rail of her bed tightly, tears rolling down my cheeks.
"Come on Isaac you gotta wake up soon..."
Now I realize how they all felt. Desperate for me to wake up, and I made them wait so long.
Her hand was laying limp upside down, her palm facing upward. There was blood seeping through the bandages on her wrists but I tried to not look at it.
I raised my hand and rested it in her palm gently. I looked down at the floor, holding her hand softly.
And then I felt her hand move slightly, holding mine tighter.
"A-Alixx?" She said quietly. I looked up quickly and smiled down at her. Her eyes were barely open, and she had tubes in her nose to help her breathing. Her eyes instantly lit up and she started sobbing.
"ALIXX!" She yelled, still crying. She sat up quickly and threw her arms around me. I hugged her back tightly and we both began to cry. She gripped my shirt tightly.
"I-I thought-" she sniffed. "I thought you were never gonna w-wake up!" She sobbed into my shoulder.
I rubbed circles on her back.
"I know, I'm so sorry. I tried to talk to you,"
"I knew it, I knew I wasn't going crazy...kind of." She said.
I looked up and noticed Sam staring at Isaac with wide watery eyes and his mouth was open.
After we finished hugging, I nodded toward Sam. She glanced back at him and looked down at the bed.
"Isaac," sam said, asking for her attention. She looked up at him and he grabbed her face, kissing her quickly and passionately.
"Don't ever scare me like that again you hear me?"
He said, still holding her face and staring into her eyes. She nodded and they kissed again. I looked over at Kian who was looking at me.
"You either, got it?" He said, leaning in and kissing me.
When we pulled back, he pressed his forehead against mine and I nodded with a small smile.
"I won't."
"You promise?"
"I promise." I said.

The nurse managed to move me into the same room as Isaac, and after a few days of treatment we were both discharged, but there was a minor setback with Isaac. Sam and Kian were already waiting out in the car, and we were getting ready to sign out.
They brought in a therapist and some other mental help people.
"Miss Bailey, we are required to highly recommend you at least two weeks of mental help in a facility. If you're willing to take it, please do. And we believe it might be the best for you personally."
A nurse said.
She hesitated for a second, thinking about it.
"I...I guess so..." She said.
"What?" I asked.
She looked at me with a sorry look in her eyes.

Isaac's POV

The nurse offered at least two weeks of mental help for me, and I started to think. My babies...I lost them, and I'm glad that Alixx is back but, I feel like I could use the help.
"I...I guess so..." I said.
Alixx looked at me. "What?"
I looked at her with sorry eyes.
"I'm sorry Al but...it's time I got some professional help. And think about it, hopefully when I get back we won't have to worry about me being sad anymore." I said.
She sighed, hesitating. "....do you really think it will help you get better?" She asked quietly.
"I can hope so, but the only way to find out is to try. Id like to try.." I said.

Alixx sighed again heavily, looking down at the floor. "If it's really what you want...then okay..."

So, Alixx and I stayed inside to fill out more paper work, taking much longer than the boys were expecting, and when we got back out to the car, Kian and Sam turned back to us and asked what took so long.

"I decided to go to the Mental Help Facility." I said, stating it blankly.

"WHAT?" Sam and Kian yelled, but Sam seemed louder and more upset. "Why the hell would you do that? And for how long?" Sam asked.

"Two weeks." I answered.

Sam opened his mouth to say something again and then turned around angrily, being quiet for the rest of the ride home.
We got home and we all went inside. Alixx and I went upstairs and began to pack some things for me for my trip to the facility.
I left for the facility tomorrow morning, so tonight would be my last night with everyone in the house for the next two weeks.
After everything was packed, we all sat downstairs and watched some tv. Sam seemed to be avoiding me, and he seemed angry for some reason.
When it came to ten o'clock I got really tired, so did everyone else. I headed upstairs and decided that since it was my last night here for a while I would try to sleep in Sam's room with him.
He had gone up there a few minutes ago and I was now heading up there for bed. I opened the door and shut it behind me.
"Oh, now you decide to sleep in here?" Sam grumbled from the bed, his arms crossed over his chest.
I furrowed my brow at him.
"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked.
He glared up at me.
"Now that you're gonna be gone for a while you decide to sleep in here? Why?" He asked, more demanded, in a snarky tone.
I started to become frustrated.
"Sam, why are you being such an ass?" I asked, still standing by the door.
"Maybe because my girlfriend decided it would be a good idea to ship herself off to a mental hospital on her own without running it past me first!" He yelled.
I was shocked for a second, then glared at him, hiding my hurt expression.
"Why is it such a big deal!" I yelled back.
"Because I would've at least liked for you to talk to me about it first rather than just decide it on your own!" He yelled, now standing up.
"You're gonna be gone for two weeks and you didn't even tell me about it first! How do you think I feel about this?" He demanded.
"Stop being an ass!" I yelled.
"You know what Isaac, you haven't even talked to me in the last month, and then you try to kill yourself, I wanted to help you! I wanted to help us!" He yelled, continuing on. "Our children died! Okay, it happened, I was heartbroken too and I still am, but that doesn't give me the right to sign myself up for some nut house without telling you first! I'm starting to question how I feel about you now, because I'm not so sure I love you anymore!" He screamed, then a look crossed his face like he regretted saying it. I gasped and took a step back. Tears filled my eyes and I felt my chest sink.
"Isaac..." He said quietly, stepping toward me.
"Don't-don't Sam!" I yelled. "I'm sorry I didn't talk to you, alright and yeah I'm sorry I tried to kill myself and I'm sorry that I was in pain and I'm sorry that my mental health isn't of any importance to you!" I screamed, tears rolling down my cheeks. "Do you honestly think I would've done what I did without having a good reason for it! My babies are dead, Sam! My parents are dead too and my brother is God knows where with a happy family of his own, he probably doesn't even care about me at ALL! Not everything revolves around you Sam, I have serious issues that need to be dealt with by professionals and I'm sorry but you can't do what needs to be done in this situation for me!" I yelled. "I'm tired of being sad all the time and this kind of thing isn't something that you or Kian or even Alixx can help me with! I need professional help, it's time I get some after all these years. If you can't see that and if you're doubting your feelings for me then I'll leave right now Samuel John Pottorff, I'll leave and I won't come back!" I finished, grabbing my bag from the side of the bed and walking to the door.
"Isaac I-"
"Is this what you want Sam! You don't love me anymore, RIGHT!" I screamed.
"I-I don't-that's not what I mean baby!" He screamed, stepping toward me and grabbing my arm. We started struggling with each other then, and he eventually gripped me tightly, holding me still. I sobbed and he was crying now too.
"That's not what I mean it's not it's not," he said quickly trying to calm us both down. He moved his hands quickly, holding my face softly and planting soft kisses on my cheeks and lips. He pressed his forehead against mine as I tried to calm my breathing.
"I do love you, I do...and...and I want the best for you..." He said.

The next morning, Sam, Alixx, and Kian drove me to the institute. We got inside and checked in, saying goodbyes, and then I was taken to my new room.
I entered to find myself bunked with a quiet older woman, looking at the wall. I got situated with my things and fell asleep, but not before the woman mumbled something under her breath.