Chapter 13

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Ashlynn's POV
I can't see anything but white. I can smell anything but latex. I can't hear anything, nothing at all.
Silence.
I can't open my eyes.
What the heck?
Wait...I hear something now. Someone's talking to me. I don't know who it is though.
"Ashlynn, please wake up. I love you so much, Sunshine. We'll get through this."
I'd recognize that angelic voice anywhere.
It's Patrick.

Patrick's POV
She's been in a coma for 3 days now, which means I haven't left this hospital room for 3 days now. I don't want to miss it when she wakes up.
Ashlynn has been in a coma due to blood loss from her cuts.
"Why would you do this to yourself, Sunshine?" I ask her in a whisper, my voice cracking as I do so. "You're the most beautiful, amazing person I've ever met, so why would you do this to yourself?" By this point, I'm crying, the tears hitting the white tile floor.
A doctor walks in.
"Hello, I'm Doctor Benzedrine. Are you Mr. Stumph?" he asks, mispronouncing my name. I need to fix that.
"It's pronounced Stump actually, like a tree stump? But yeah, that's me." I say while shaking his hand.
"My apologies. Ms. Joy should be waking up in the next day or so. As you already know, this whole situation is from her cuts. Ironic last name, am I right?" he asks with a chuckle. Why would he find that funny at all? She could've DIED.
"Listen here, Mr. Benzedrine," I say, my voice getting louder with each word, "you shouldn't joke about self harm. It's a serious fucking problem that you shouldn't joke about. Now, get the hell out of this room before I-" "Patrick?" a weak voice asks. I realize I'm standing up now and I look behind me.
She's awake.
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ooh shitty chapter hah. little fedora man got angry though. but on the bright side...I finally updated what? I got out of the hospital Friday and I'm at my check in right now so they can see how I'm doing. so yeah, I'll try and update tomorrow but it'll probably be early in the morning because my makeup eogs are this afternoon and tomorrow afternoon. okay, I'll stop talking(?) now.
bye Youngbloods~brianna

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