As soon as I walk into Drew’s room, I see that bitch standing there still with a nurse hurrying around. What did she do to him?! I walk over to Drew’s bed and grab his hand, seeing that his eyes are open, shocks me and excites me at the same time. Is he going to be ok?
“What’s going on?” I ask the nurse.
“Andrew is responding to my questions,” she replies with a hint of joy in her voice.
Just as I start to speak to her again, Drew looks over at Saige and whispers something.
“Drewie did you say something?” I ask him. He blinks.
“That means yes,” the nurse tells me watching Drew intently.
“Drewie I didn’t hear you. Can you tell me again?” I ask. He blinks.
It looks like it takes all of his strength, and in a faint whisper I hear him say, “Saige.”
What?! Saige?! That bitch is trying to steal my boyfriend?! Sadly as I was talking to Drew, I hadn’t noticed that Saige had stopped in the doorway and walked back over to the bed. Shit! She heard him say her name.
“Drew?” she asks him confused.
“Saige,” he says even softer than last time.
“I’m sorry ladies, but that’s enough for today. We know that he recognizes you,” the nurse says gesturing to Saige. “And he knows at least a little about his situation. We should let him rest so he can talk more in the coming weeks”
“Drew!” Mrs. Lucas exclaims as she walks into the room followed by Mr. Lucas. “What’s going on?”
Great the fucking parental units are here.
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Cutting Edge
Teen FictionThis is the story of my best friend’s death. It is about how the pressures of life and the emotions caused by his death caused me to start cutting. Cutting is my one way of relief. Sometimes I push the limits of life just a little too far, and leave...
