Dreams ( an O2L fan fiction)

Coma

(A/N sorry for the lack of updates. Im having trouble thinking of ideas. I may end this book soon. Okay now back to the story.)

(Micaiah's POV)
We stay in Kian's hospital room for about another hour, then I hear someone walk into the room. I look up from my phone, and see a nurse in an all blue walk over to a table full of papers and pills. Probably for Kian. I am so glad a nurse came in, I had so many questions on my mind. I start to ask the nurse a question, but then I realize that I probably shouldn't. If it was something bad, I don't want any of the guys to freak out. I watch the nurse shuffle around the desk like she was trying to organize the tornado of things on the desk. As soon as she was about to walk out the door I let my curiosity get the best of me. "How long is he gonna be in a coma?" I blurt out. She stops and looks at me, "Well we don't know yet. Because we don't know how he exactly the coma happened, we don't know when he'll wake up." I could feel all eyes on the nurse and me. What did I ask that? I ask to myself. "He could only be for only a few hours-" I hear Jc and Kian sigh in relief. "or he may never wake up." She says. I think their happiness went away after she said that. "Well, how badly injured is he?" I ask.
Why can't I stop asking questions?! "He's not badly injured, there was just slight bleeding in the back of his head from the impact of his head hitting the floor. We also found a few cuts on his arms, the doctors think he may have tried to commit suicide. But we didn't find any razors or sharp objects around the bathroom. So the cuts may have already been there." I can't help myself. "Well-" I was cut off. "I think that's enough questions for today." She says. I see her eyes go over behind me. I turn around and see Sam about to burst into tears. Never in my life did I think that I would see Sam Potteroff cry. Yet alone start to cry. I feel like I shouldn't be here. I turn back around and slump down in my chair. I watch the nurse leave out the room and at that the silence stats again. I can't take the silence anymore. I don't know what to do. So I do the only thing I can do, I get up and walk out the door.

(Brooklyn's POV)
I get someone moving, so I look up from my book. So I look up I see Micaiah getting up and leaving. I know that when she gets uncomfortable or when she doesn't know what to say she only knows how to respond by leaving. I have a feeling that why she left. I feel people Looking at me, so I give all the guys an 'I don't know' look and shrug my shoulders. So I get up and walk out the door to see why she left. I have a feeling that they knew where I was going because they didn't say anything.