Alex's POV:
I have fully recovered and I was able to be discharged from the hospital and able to go home, only I didn't. I couldnt go home knowing Jenna would be here all one when she wakes up.
'If she wakes up.' My self Conscience adds.
It's been a week and Jenna is still in a coma. Niall and Harry come by the hospital for an hour or two everyday to see how she is, but I haven't left ever and I stayed by her side and waited until she would wake up. I waited, and waited, and waited.
The doctors would try all sorts of things to get her to awake, but nothing worked. Even though she was asleep, she looked deep in thought.
She would always put her mind to anything we were doing. Anything. She would always make sure she won. And always did her best. Somehow, she always knew what she was doing, and people stuck to her plan. Like this one time in 9th grade, she got pared up with this smart, know-it-all kid named Liam and everything had to be precise with him. He was a square and he had to be in charge. Not with Jenna though. They had to paint a big creative painting on a long piece of heavy paper. They got together outside her grandmothers house and set the paper down on the ground. She told me he was the most annoying person ever and that he wanted to draft it out and decide what to do. Without thinking, she told me she laughed in his face and drew a big, dark black, line across the paper, followed by another, and another. She said he was having a panic attack and he told her that they would get the worst grade because he wanted it to be perfect. She kept drawing and it turned out to be the longitude and latitude lines on the globe and they colored the background land and oceans with crayons together. He forgave her and said it was the most creative piece of art he has ever seen. I did too. She had a way with art. Her drawing always looked professional and I promised her that she would be a Professional artist one day. I hope I can still keep that promise. They got an A on that project. Liam and her also became permanent art partners, and good friends. He told me he admired her forwardness-as do I. I knew he had the hugest crush on her and so did she. But they never dated.
Before I knew it, my cheeks were soaked and my eyes were bloodshot. I was a sobbing mess. I hope she wakes up soon. Not a day goes by where I don't pray for her. I need her. Jenna is my best friend.
Jenna's POV:
Am I dreaming? Where am I? All I see is a massive bright light And...mommy? And daddy? Yes! It is them! How? Am I...dead..? No, no I'm not dead. I can't be.
Right?
They ran over to me and gave me the warmest familiar hug that I've wanted for 8 years.
"Honey you need to go back" mommy said as she was pushing me away.
"Yes. You do Jen. You still have the brightest future, and your life needs to be lived." Daddy added.
I probably wouldn't call my parents 'mommy' and 'daddy' anymore, but they passed when I was only 10 and that's what I called them back then, and I stuck with it.
"But where am I?" I asked confused.
"This is the life in between earth and heaven. You are dying right now and you need to get back down to earth if you want to live. We can see Alex from up here and she looks awful and she's praying so hard for you right now. Wanna take a look?" Mommy asks as she takes my hand.
"Uh yea I guess so." I say. I don't know if I really want to see Alex crying and praying for me. I've only ever see I her cry a few times. But I take a look anyway.
She's broken down next to my body- yes only my body, my soul is up here now-. She's holding my hand and screaming "please! Please! I can't anymore..." And a whole lot more in between her crying.
"Oh my God" I say in a whisper, barely making a sound, or moving my mouth at all.
"Jenna we love you, but we want to see you live your life and you need to try with all of your might to bring your soul back to earth." Mommy says while crying.
"And you will not die the same way we did" daddy adds a little angry.
"I won't. I promise. I love you guys" I say and hug them so tight.
I begin walking away from the light and try to get home. It was definitely not my time anyway.
As I'm walking, I see..myself. My body that is. I don't know what to do so I jump inside it.
Alex's POV:
"Oh my God! She's moving!" I scream frantically. I run for the door and call for the doctors.
They come running in to find Jenna squirming in the hospital bed and are unsure of what to do.
" let's just wait. I think she'll wake up completely soon." A tall doctor with a cheerful voice says. His name tag says 'Louis' on it.
"Please please please" I whisper to myself so no one else could here. But Louis heard.
"Don't worry! I'm pretty sure she'll be fine" he says as an attempt to cheer me up.
"Pretty sure" I respond annoyed remembering they said she'd wake up the next day I did. And that they were 'pretty sure' of it. Ugh. I'm done with 'pretty sure'.
"I did it" Jenna spoke.
"JENNA!" I ran up to her and gave her the biggest anyone had ever given anybody. I knew she would make It. She's so strong.
"I did it" she repeated a little louder this time.
"You did what?" I questioned. What could she be talking about? She just got out of a coma.
"I made it. I'm alive" she stated the obvious with no emotions but I knew their was more to her shocked expression than 'being alive'.
"Alex, I need to talk to you when we get home." She said quietly as possible.
"You can go home tomorrow. We just need to run a few tests and make sure you're okay. Most people are drowsy after waking up from a long coma. Are you hungry?" The doctor Louis interjects.
"Oh my God yes I'm really hungry! And thirsty! She shouts as the nurse leave the room to get her some food.
Jenna's POV:
"Okay Jenna I'm going to go call a bunch of people and tell them you're okay. Everyone's been so worried about you after I told them that you haven't woken up yet. And then going to go home and see my mom. I'll be here in the morning to pick you up though. Oh and someone's really been wanting to see you lately..." Alex says and the last part she kind of sings.
"Who" I say and look up from my bed.
"Just a boy.." she answers.
"Niall!" I jump ! Niall wanted to see me! Oh my God!
"Yep maybe he'll pick you up from here instead of me." She says and looks at me
"Ah yes! yes! I miss him!" I say very excitedly.
"Alright I'll tell him to be here at 8 in the morning and then I'll meet up with you some time tomorrow?" She asks and I nod
"Okay bye see you tomorrow then! I say as she comes to hug me.
"Bye! Oh and promise me that you'll continue painting and that you'll be an artist"Alex says. What made her think of my wonderful art skills -not to brag..
then and walked out the door before I can answer. I'll just have to think about it. And then my hospital soup got here.
It tastes really good actually! Considering I didn't eat in a week or so. I drink it slowly and take in its scent and then silently thank God for my life. I would've done it out loud, but there are people in the room and I usually keep my talking to God a secret. I started when I was 10 when I felt really alone, and I needed a real friend to listen to my problems. He was the only one there to help me out with my life.
