Skinny love // J.P.

Chapter 12

Joel's POV

All the days were the same for me. Wake up, go to school, cry, go to sleep.

I haven been eating to much in the past month, but definitely eating some snacks.

After I told everyone about the actual truth behind the rumor, everyone's been tweeting and shit saying how much they love Leah and are praying for her. Even after they called her those names the night she committed suicide. Makes me sick how the kiss up once she's in a coma.

Rascal has been doing okay, but still cries when he sees a picture of Leah or looks at their house.

I occasionally go over to their house and bring rascal. Every time we go, rascal sleeps in Leah's bed.

I visit Leah every day but she hasn't woken up.

She has one day to wake up, before the doctor has to take her off life support.

Kyla and Jackie visit everyday they can. They always sit beside her and sob about how sorry they are. I feel so bad. I know that if Leah was awake she would be so forgiving to them.

I miss having Leah in my arms...I just need her to wake up.

Today I was visiting the hospital for the last time, I'm praying to God she wakes up. She has to, if not she'll never wake up. I'm so scared.

I pull into the hospital and sigh.

I quickly get out of my car and after checking in , I go to Leah's room.

She lay there, same position as yesterday. I pull up a chair next to her bed and sit down. I grab her cold hand and lay my head on her.

"Please wake up, it hasn't been the same. You have too, you can't leave us all. We need you. If you leave us, what will we do? Please Leah. I'm begging you. You have only 12 more hours. You have to wake up. Leah, what will I do? How will I live? Will I even be able too? Please Leah...don't die on us" I cry into her but here no response.

Leah's POV

Blankness. Blackness. Nothing.

Yet I can see the whole world.

All of a sudden I'm pulled back words through blackness, or backward through a dimension of nothingness.

I finally stop and I'm greeted by what I can describe as a pool of souls in a dimension of hyperspace. Telling me in hushed voices.

'Keep going, it's not your time. Wake up'

I jolt up suddenly and start ripping IV's out of my arm, pulling the ventilator out of my lungs.

5 nurses come in and hold me down. I can see one nurse escort Joel out of the room.

Joel...I need to see him.

I thrash around and fight back until I get tired and fall asleep.

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I wake up and hear the faint beeping of a monitor next to me.

I open my eyes, but stay laying down.

"At the least, she'll be going through 2 months of mental therapy until we're sure she's stable enough to return to her normal life. But, if she goes through the therapy extremely well and gets better at a fast pace she might even get out in one and a half months" the doctor said to 2 people I couldn't quite tell who they were.

"Okay..whatever you have to do to make her happy again. I just want my baby back..." My mom starts sobbing quietly.

"Hey..it'll be okay Mrs. Taylor." I hear Joel comfort my mom and my heart jumps in joy to hear his voice again.

"Even though she won't be going home today, her waking up is the best birthday present I could ever ask for" Joel says sweetly and my heart stops. I'm ruining his birthday. Instead of celebrating he's stuck in a stupid hospital.

I sit up and my mom immediately rushes to my side. She tells me how much she loves me and how much I scared her and all the usual stuff. I hug her and tell her I'm sorry and I love her and I'll never do that again.

Joel gets up as well and walks to my side. He grand my hand and pulls me in for a hug. I immediately recognize his addicting scent and feel at home again.

"I..missed you....s-so much" Joel whispers in my ear and I hug him tighter than I already was.

"I'm never leaving you..." I whisper back and this time, he holds me tighter.

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"So Leah, we'll be giving you a mental therapist" the doctor said as if I didn't already know.

"Because you are suicidal, the mental therapist will be helping you to be more stable so you will not have to go through all of this ever again."

"You'll go to your mental therapist every Monday, Wednesday, and Thursday." Great.

"Sometimes on Tuesdays and Friday's. Depends on how well you do".

"You also have 5 medications that you'll have to take twice a day."

"Any questions?" He finally adds and I sigh in relief.

"Um, where is my therapist?" I say shyly.

" just down the hall."

"Okay thank you, can I have some time to rest?" I say, even though I've had over a month I just want to be left alone.

"Of course. Press that button if you need anything..."

"Okay, thank you so much. Have a good day" I say sweetly and smile at the doctor.

He leaves and I'm left alone with my thoughts. Thinking about everything that's happened. How stupid I was...

I pressed the button he told me to if I need anything and a nurse came in.

"Hello, what would you like?" She smiles sweetly at me.

"Hi, do you think you could call my mom and ask her to bring my phone, headphones, and charger by chance?"

"It would be my pleasure" she smiled again and walks out.

I sit watching the tv that displays tom and Jerry, until my mom walks in.

"Hi mom" I say and smile at my mom who has seen better days.

"Hey sweetie. I've got a bag of some necessary items. Oh, I also have a little surprise." She says and walks out. I tilt my head in confusion, until she walks in with my little rascal.

I put my hands over my mouth and start to cry as she sets him on my bed and he excitedly runs over to me. He licks my face and jumps on me and curls up on my chest. I scratch his ear and cuddle him and just love him. I missed him so much.

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You're welcome dildos.

~XoLeah