The Band Next Door (COMPLETED) [UNDER EDITING]

25; Like the Med. Sea and Moss Green Had A Baby

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Dustin's POV

Three days. It's been three days and she still hasn't woken up. Three days since the incident and three days of long waiting. Too long.

I spent everyday thinking of what happened, how I could have fixed this, what the doctor said.

"The bullet just grazed her side, but it was still pretty deep. We managed to stitch it up and it should heal in a couple of weeks." He told me.

"So why isn't she waking?" Brody asked the question I was to scared to ask.

"Well, she had her head hit pretty hard, giving her a minor concussion, but due to the blood lose and the drugs we found in her system, it bumped it to a major concussion so her body could heal properly. The doctors put her in a medically induced coma, so it's up to her as to when- or if- she'll wake."

"If?" I asked mortified.

He looked grim when he nodded. "There's a 70 to 30 percent chance she won't make it and everyday she doesn't wake up, it gets worse."

Those words tormented me, slowly killing me as they crushed my heart.

'If she'll wake up'

'70 to 30 percent chance she won't make it.'

'Everyday she doesn't wake up, it gets worse.'

She has to wake up. For me. I knew to the depths of hell I didn't deserve her after what I'd done, but I loved her.

I loved her.

She had flinched her way into my life and I loved her. I could never care for another girl the way I cared for Amanda. And as I stared at her too pale face and clutched her too cold hand, it couldn't have been clearer that I loved her. Everything about her. Her smile, her hair, her laugh, even her scars. Everything about her screamed perfect to me and I fell.

I fell so damn hard for this girl.

"God I'm so stupid," I muttered and held her hand to my forehead. "Just wake up Amanda. Please. Do it for me, even though you probably hate me." The doctor said talking to her might help her wake up, so I would do anything to help her wake up.

"Amanda I'm so so sorry. What i did was stupid and... fvck. Just wake up. I know I screwed it up and I blame it on the punch but really? It wasn't the punch. I don't know... I'm just an idiot. All guys are idiots and I'm no exception. Just please wake up for me. Please." It was quiet and I didn't expect a response. So I wasn't shocked when I didn't get one.

"I love you, okay?" I burst out and stand up, pacing the floor with my hands in my hair. "I love you and I know you don't deserve someone like me. I love you and damn it, if you die, I will too. I don't even know if you will wake up, but I would rather you wake up and hate me than be dead. Hell, you don't have to ever talk to me, just wake up! I can't feel our bond, I can't feel your emotions, your pain. Anything! I can't feel anything and it's killing me. Please wake up, please, please, please. I want to have a life with you. I want to go on another date with you. I just want to be with you. I want to be the one who gets down on one knee and say some marvelous speech about you. I want you to say yes and be with me forever. Be my Mrs. Rodgers. I want to see our kids grow old as we sit in rocking chairs and be those cool grandparents. I just want you. Is that too much to ask? I want you to wake up so I can kiss you senseless and tell you I love you and how sorry I am. Please wake up." I walked back to her still form on the bed and grabbed her hand. "Please do it for me."