There's No Editing THIS Love! [COMPLETED]

31. It's Alive!

Congratulations. I gotta tip my fedora to ya. You've surpassed a month. It has now been thirty-two days of unconsciousness.

Your head wound is almost completely healed. The two broken bones are still broken (no shock there) and your fracture is close to healed but not quite. Still not sure about your spine.

"(Y/N) seems to be recovering quickly. These bones won't be broken much longer and the fracture is just about fixed. Her blood levels seem to be increasing so no need to stress about that anymore."

"And her head?"

"Ah, yes. Her head. Well, there's no real damage. She should be fine but..."

"But what?"

Don't you think it's strange? Being awake but also asleep? Being trapped in your body? It's like a dark prison. You reach and reach and reach out, but you just can't make it. Every time you attempt to climb out and wake up, you fall. It's like you're not even in touch with your own body.

"Are you serious?!"

"I'm afraid so, Max. It's not for certain, but there could be a chance. Perhaps you should start thinking about maybe tak-"

"Don't you dare say she's dead. I know she's not. (Y/N)'s much stronger than that. She wouldn't give in to death. In fact, she'd probably look Death in the face and punch it!"

You decide to stop listening to the voices. The pain and the stress and the sadness you hear is just too much. Instead, you focus on the beeping of the machine.

Beep..... Beep..... Beep..... Beep.....

A set of footsteps walk out of the room and a sigh is heard. Poor, poor Max.

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After nearly an hour later, you stop crying in the corner of your jail cell. You need to get out of here. You won't continue to stand for this. There has to be someway to wake yourself. You need to be motivated; you need to be determined.

Finally, you realize what you're truly fighting for here. The main reason you need to come back.

Max.

Beep..... Beep.... Beep... Beep.. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.

Your heart races as you climb back into your skin. Doctors come running in, thinking you're going into cardiac arrest. In actuality, though, your chest rises and you take in a deep breath, opening your eyes. You begin coughing and doctors surround you.

"Max," you spit out. "Max, where's Max?"