Dear Mr. Bad Boy

Reality Check

Wait, something wasn't right here. How could someone like me, get with someone like him? It seems impossible, so that's what I'm thinking of the situation. It's not possible for such an attractive human to be in front of me and like me back. I know the whole world's out for my revenge, but this is a bit much. It's all to good to be true. People don't want me. I'm like a bomb, no one knows when I'm going to explode.

I looked around and saw nothing but black. Then it hit me, I'm still in the coma. Will wasn't real and neither was the part that I probably found my Prince Charming. I'm officially giving up on everyone. Hell, I'm even giving up on Emily. I've been in here for probably over a month now and no one has even showed a bit of concern. I mean, she's my own best friend and she doesn't care enough to come and visit me while I'm in a damn coma!

I'm dramatized now. This 'dream' is turning into a horror story. Will had disappeared and the room was starting to go as well.

Bright was the only word to describe it. Blinding bright I should say. It was overwhelming. I heard the same shuffling and the heart monitor going. I tried moving-and to my shock- I did. I was in extreme pain but I moved! My back was so stiff and I was numb. My skin was paler than usual. It was understandable, I was physically dead for almost two months. When the doctor heard my noise, he rushed in.

"Hello ma'am. I'm Doctor Deoblo and I've been taking care of your needs. For the past three months you've been in a coma for extreme blood loss. I'm going to get you some solid food and give you some time." He said with a smile. Doctor Deoblo looked like he was in his early 20's or so. His dark, brown hair complimented his bright green eyes. He was actually very attractive, but I don't need a distraction, especially my doctor. He walked out of the room and I relaxed my head against the bed. I was still in pain and I noticed my wrist.

It was bandaged up and it looked to have stitches. A piece of white gaze was covering up my wound. I scowled. I still can't believe someone turned me in! Who would do such a thing as to turn in a girl who obviously wanted to kill herself? Life really wanted me to be here for some odd reason. I looked up at the roof and flicked it off. I was mentally flicking of God, but no one needed to know that.

Doctor Deoblo walked in a minute later and put a tray of food in front of me. It had some soup, bread, and a glass of water. The soup smelled mouth watering. I tried lifting the spoon up, but quickly realized I was to weak. Doctor assisted me and fed me the soup. Wow this was good! I smiled as I rolled down the back of my throat. My mom didn't cook when she was home so I never learned how to cook something like this before. When I cook something, I usually have a cook book and a fire extinguisher on hand. I was eyeing the bread once I finished the soup. Doctor Deoblo chuckled and slightly placed his hand on my arm and made me pick up the bread. Then it clicked, I can move I just don't want to. I was being lazy and making this guy's job harder than it should be.

"Excuse me sir, but I can move my own arm. To be honest, I'm just very lazy and I didn't feel like doing anything at the moment. I mean, I was pretty dramatized before I woke up. Did you know people in a coma actually know what's going on? We just can't move our body but our mind and scenes are in full activation." I said as I picked up my bread and took a bite out of it. It was very good, considering I haven't had solid food in about three months. I looked over at Doctor Deoblo and I laughed and I almost chocked on my bread I laughed so hard. His face was priceless. His green eyes were bulging out of his sockets and his mouth hung open.

"Um, I've never heard something like that happen. What was so dramatizing in your coma anyway? Did you dream that you'd never wake up?" He said with a humorous chuckle, but it wasn't humorous to me. It actually tightened my heart. If this man only knew my problems. I didn't want to wake up. He probably didn't know the reason I was in here. Someone must have turned me in and didn't know what happened so they assumed.