Desiree's PoV
I felt nothing. I couldn't move, I stayed in the same black, dark void for what seems like an eternity. I wanted to cry out for help, but I know no one would hear my call. I wanted to cry, but I couldn't. I was trapped in this faze. I couldn't move, or show emotions. I couldn't cry, laugh or anything, only think. I mentally start to cry, that's the closest thing I could do. Someone help me...
Third Person PoV
It had been weeks, almost months since Sarah had found Desiree and Ross in the car crash. Sarah went into surgery the day after and the results still haven't come back. Ross was doing fine, besides a broken arm, a few scars, and bruises. But he wasn't fine mentally. He missed Desiree and wanted to see her, but he still had to stay in the hospital room until he was 100% healed. Desiree on the other hand, was not doing so well. She was in a coma for the past month, and wouldn't wake up. It got the gang worried. Everyone but Tim and Max who were visiting Sarah would often visit her in hopes that she would wake up. She didn't. Everyone became depressed and they didn't post videos much. Once in a while they would post a vlog updating all their fans on what was going on and Desiree's conditions. Everyone didn't think she would make it, neither did the doctors. Everyone sat in her room. They cried and prayed for her to wake up. Adam and Alesa were the ones that were the most scared for losing their own child, adopted or not. Then one hopeful day, when all seemed lost. One of the best things happened.
Adam's PoV
I held her hand. It was cold, and limp. She has been out from almost a month and a half. Her heart bested weakly and her pulse was faded, and most of us had gotten the idea she wasn't going to make it. Alesa and I are pretty much the only ones left who think she will make it. Her and I were visiting late at night while everyone else went to either see Sarah or Ross. I squeeze her hand and smile.
"You're gonna be fine, kid. You can make it. I know you can." I whispered, close to tears. Even though she wasn't our biological daughter. I still didn't want to lose her. She was a ray of sunshine and hope for everyone else. I was deep in thought when I felt something. My hand's being squeezed back. I look over to Alesa, hopeful.
"She must know we're here." I state and she smiles.
"Yeah, let's just hope it'll help get her back to reality." She states and walks over to her and kisses her forehead. I do the same and we start to walkout of the room. Then something unimaginable happens.
Desiree's PoV
I feel weak. Like I have no control over my body. No determination. No nothing. I feel, weird, not like I have been feeling but different. I feel like there is hope, but I can't do anything about it.
I sigh and close my eyes. Something isn't right, but then again. When was it ever. I feel someone grab my hand. I felt something? That hasn't happened in a while. Someone whispers:
"You're gonna be fine, kid. You can make it, I know you can." That voice, it's Adam! Maybe there is hope for me. I feel something inside of me, almost a glimmer of hope. I feel his hand and squeeze it back, letting him know I'm trying. I hear another voice too.
"She must know we're here." Adam states.
"Yeah, let's just hope it'll get her back to reality." It was a more feminine voice. Alesa? I can hear them now! I can get back. I feel two things touch my forehead. They kissed me. I smile and now I'm filled with determination and I'm determined to leave this hell trap. I struggle to break free. I could feel myself getting closer and closer to freedom. I'm able see again. My eyes flutter open and I smile.
"Dad? Mom?" I ask as they're about to leave. They look at me dumbfounded and run back over to me, they cry and thank god. I let out a shaky breath and smile, trying to sit up. All of a sudden a feel a pain in my whole body and I lay back down.
"What happened?" I asked and Adam frowns.
"Ross told me that when you and him were driving back home from you're date, it was almost 11 and on a night like that there were a lot of drunk drivers. So you were singing a song, and at the end of it Ross saw that a car was speeding down the road and slammed right into your side of his car. Thankfully Sarah was out for a drive and found you guys and called 911. The doctors said both of your legs, your right femur bone, and your whole right arm were broken, so they put you in casts, and you also had a lot of blood loss and were cut up pretty badly, so you have a shit ton of stitches in too. They also had to bandage your head cuz it was bleeding probably from impact." Adam finishes his rant and I look at my body. I was really jacked up. My eyes widen when I realized Ross wasn't here.
"What happened to Ross?" I ask worried. Alesa smiles and pats my head that isn't bandaged.
"He's fine, apart from a few stitches, a broken wrist, and some bruises, but he's really worried about you. In fact. He's been dying to want to see you but the doctors won't let him. But maybe if I go tell them you're awake, they'll let him finally." She says and I nod, as if asking her to do so. She leaves the room and shortly after a few doctors come in and check on me. They say that everything is getter better and is better now that I'm awake. That's their main concern. After they finish everyone from the office except Ross Tim Max and Sarah are in my hospital room. They all cry cuz I'm finally back and I get a hug from each and every one of them.
"Geez guys, you're acting like I was gone for months." I say laughing. They all look at me seriously.
"What? Was it something I said?" I ask and Jin looks like he's about to break out in tears again.
"That's because you were in a coma for a month and a half. The doctors didn't tell you that, dos they?" He states and I just randomly start to sob. The doctors come in and ask everyone but Adam and Alesa to leave cuz they need to do some testing.
"When will I get to see Ross? The guy I came in with." One of the nurses look at me.
"Probably tomorrow, or he can come in to see you after your tests are done. Which would you like?" She asks and I ask to see him after testing she nods and puts an IV into my arm then walks out going to get Ross. He walks in and he has a few scars on his face and his wrist is in a brace. I smile and he runs over to me, giving me a hug.
"Oh my god I missed you so much." He says crying. I smile and let go and give him a kiss, he kisses back and I just stay there in his arms. I pull away from him and start to cry again. He hugs me more gently now.
"What's wrong?" He asks, stroking my hair.
"I thought I lost you." I state and he hugs me tighter. A few tears trickle down his face.
"I thought the same thing, but it's okay now, we re fine." He says and I just cry.
After a few minutes I stop and he wiped tears off my face.
"I gotta go back to my room now, but I swear once we both get out of this place, I'm gonna spend time with you, okay." He says and I nod, kissing his cheek. He smiles and walks out. I look over at Adam and Alesa. They were smiling really goofy looking smiles.
"What?" I ask and they break out laughing.
"Nothing. Just admiring our OTP." Adam says and I blush.
"You guys can go home and get some sleep now. I'm fine." I say and they nod, obviously not wanting to put up a fight. They leave and I slowly my eyelids start to get heavier and I'm in a dark and heavy sleep.
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Woah this is a long azz chapter. Welp. Little Des and Ross ended up in the hospital. No outfit for this chapter though, and you guys can understand why. Welp. I'll shut my mouth so you can read more. Bai~~~
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FanfictionDesiree had been in and orphanage for a decade after her parents were killed. Every day for her is living hell, and she won't get adopted because everyone wants little kids to adopt and not teens like her. Until one day, a certain couple come in loo...
