a night to change everything

you'll never be alone...

You know what's weird about hospitals? They don't really have a night or day. For 24 hours a day, 7 days a week it's constant action and business. People are constantly being rushed into the hospital due to all kinds of emergencies, and people are constantly leaving due to overcoming whatever had been the cause of them needing to be there in the first place. In a place like a hospital, it's hard to distinguish night from day, especially when you're not allowed to leave it.

However, some people are lucky enough to have the luxury to leave and come back on their own accord, one of those people being Megs. She would visit several times a day, coming in the morning before work, and then again after. She was always there for the same reason, to make sure her friends were okay, and to make sure the curly brown haired boy was also okay.

Over the period of a week and a half, she had gotten herself into the schedule of going to see her friends first, plus Austin and Nate who she now considered to be a friend, and Drew too if he was lurking. However, he spent a large majority of his time hanging out with Rosie when she wasn't with the other boy she spent time with, George.

Despite all this, Megs always ended up at the same point day in, day out, the brunette boy's bedside. She would tell him about the stuff worrying her that she couldn't tell the others, like how her boss was making her do over hours and underpaying her, things like how she saw how Blake lit up Brenda's face when she saw him, and how they were spending a lot of time together and that he was making her happy in a time of sadness. She would also speak about how she knew that Megan and Austin were also getting close, and that he would visit her whenever he could which was more often that not being that he didn't no longer had any physical evidence that he was in the car accident. She told him about how Rosie was getting extremely close with both George and Drew, and it worried her a little that they would both fall for her as let's be real, who wouldn't? She worried that would end badly as someone would probably get their heart broken, even if she wouldn't tell anyone except the boy that. She told him about how she could see how Lucy was one of the only things bringing a smile to Nate's face recently as he was still struggling to cope with the whole Brenda not recognising him situation, but it was nice because at the same time, he made her smile too, their interesting senses of humour colliding to make something to make them both laugh. She told him about the little things that meant so much to her that she couldn't quite bring herself to tell the others. She felt that all her friends had so much to handle and she couldn't burden them with the little stuff that was going on in her life, so instead, she would tell the random stranger that probably couldn't even tell she was talking to him.

It was nice, it was a way for her to get all her emotions and everything else off her chest without worrying about it coming back and biting her in the ass. Sometimes Megs wondered if maybe the brunette was the only one she could trust, which was ironic considering she didn't even know his name. She just knew he was the patient in room 163. She sometimes wondered about asking a doctor or a nurse who he was, but always decided against it.

Another thought that occupied her thoughts a lot was why was he alone? In the 11 days of coming to the hospital, she had never seen someone by the males side. One day, a doctor even asked if she knew anyone else that may want to come see the male which just confirmed her thoughts more, he was alone. It worried her that no one came to see him, he was in the same car as Austin and Blake, so why didn't they come see him? The fact they were in the car must hint they were friends, right? Wrong. Or at far as Megs could tell that was wrong. Regardless, she was here for him and that's all that mattered. She was in his room twice or sometimes three times a day, every day of the week. Realistically, he'd just become a part of her life, and even if she didn't realise it, she'd become part of his. They say you can hear people around you when you're in a coma, and maybe, just maybe, that's true.