Chapter 28

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Blake pov:

The weekend is here and I'm beyond nervous to see..... well you-know-who. I can't seem to stop shaking, I can't  eat, or sleep, or anything basically. It's driving me insane that after 1 or 2 months I'm seeing him.

"Hey Blake. " Gretchen says at my bedroom door. I hardly ever see her anymore. I pull her into a warm hug. "I miss you too, how are you holding up?" She mumbled into my shoulder.

"I'm scared out of my mind and i -I feel like fainting." I say pulling out of the hug. I feel like a bunch of cars crashing in my stomach. She gives me a look full of pity and pats my shoulder.

"It'll be okay, trust me on this one, kay?" She says. I nod and look in the mirror to see if I'm fully ready.

Physically I'm fine, but emotionally I'm not.

*1 hour later *

I frantically watch the time then the TV, then the time again. I wonder when he really will wake up. It's been months and i-i don't know the end of this......

"Blakiee !" Ken says waving a hand in my face. "You've been looking at the clock too much. Just relax."

"I can't just relax, you twat, it's almost time to leave and I'm all anxious. " I sigh leaning into the soft couch.

"Well at least try, think when you get there he'll be waiting for you. ... and stop calling me a twat!" He demands.

"Do you even know what it means?" I ask while rolling my eyes.

"Yes, it means vagina in England and some shit." He says holding back a laugh. I chuckle a bit.

"Watch your mouth young man." A familiar voice commands.

We both turn around to see who said it.

Olivia.

"Sorry ma'am ." Ken and I say in unison.

"Why are you saying sorry?" He turns to say.

"Cause I laughed which induced you to continue, therefore I am apart of it."

"Woah! Too much big words can't function!" He mocks.

"Anyways, we must get going children it's 2:15 and visiting hours are over at 4 so let's go!" Olivia, Tadams mom, says. I call my mom down an we're on our way.
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A few minutes later we arrive at the hospital and all my nerves take over. I begin sweating on my hands and forehead. We walk into the entry and a cool breeze from the air conditioning slightly relaxes me.

"I'm going to talk to the nurse she will give us permission to see him." Olivia states.

In a matter of minutes I'll see him. I'll finally be able to feel his beautiful brown hair. I'll finally see how his hand fits in mine. A pull on my hand gets me out of a daze.

"Lets go, his room is 54d. Are you ready?" Ken asks

I let out a shaky breath and nod. He nods in understanding gently pulling me along.

Minutes later we are standing at his room. They walk in slowly but I walk in last with my eyes closed.

Slowly I peal my eyes open cautiously. My breath catches and my breathing increases. My tears fall voluntarily as I take it all in.

His pale face reflects on the light, his eyelids closed only as if he were......sleeping? His mattered hair looked..perfect. The hospital sheets only pulled up to his chest. He looked slightly thinner but he still looks beautifully addicting.

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