A Wish

Part 8.

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"What's the good news?" My mom asked the nurse.

"He just might have that 1% chance, we could possibly try to keep him on longer if he make any progress. "

"Okay, we'll do anything. Please just dont let him die."

I never saw my mother like this. 

The room was spinning.  I couldn't breathe, I felt like the walls were closing in around me.  I needed to get out.

"Claire, are you alright?" I heard my mothers worried tone.

"I- I need to walk around, and get some fresh air." My voice was weak. I could barely notice it was mine.

I walked out of the door, before my mother could answer.  This is my fault,  the only two people that was ever here for me are going to leave.  They are all I have.  This is all so unreal, he cant die.  He's going to live, I won't let him die.

I saw Jake running after me.  He was yelling, but I couldnt hear him.

It was getting harder and harder to breath.  My vision was starting to blur, everything was going dark.

~•°•°•~

"Claire, are you alright?" I felt cold water splash onto my face.

I pryed my eyes open.  I saw Jake right in front of me.  He wrapped me into a hug.  He helped me up.  I saw Jason pulling into the parking lot.  He slowly approached us.

"Uh, whats going on?" He looked down at us.

"Claire passed out, I think ot was due to stress, and that all of this os way too overwhelming for her." Jake said while offering a hand to me.

"Thanks" I mumbled.

"Well it is for all of us, if it wasnt for you guys we wouldn't be in this mess" Jason gritted through his teeth, while walking past us and into the hospital.  I coupd Jake was going to say something but it was too late.

" Dont listen to him, its not true." Jake spoke while looking into my eyes.

"Im going into the room now" I started walking foward but I couldnt move any farther.  I fell to my knees, onto the pavement.  I felt wayer brim my eyes. I closed my eyes shut tightly, and started breathing calm breaths. 1...2...3...4...5....6...7 It'll be okay 8...9....10...11....12 He will be okay 13...14....15...16 He's going to live 16....17...18 He can't die 19...20. He wont die. I felt Jake rush to my side and put his arms around me.

"Claire, its kind of chilly, want to go back in there?"  I looked into his eyes.  I could see so many emotions.  I felt bad that I was doing this to him, Im putting him through a lot right now. 

"Yeah, lets go." He put one hand around my waist and my arm on his shoulders.  He probably thought that I was going to faint again.

"Im fine, Jake.  Im going to use the rest room , I'll meet you in there."

"Are you sure? I can wait until you're done." His voice was full of concern.

"Im sure." I forced a small smile and waved him off.  Once ai got into the rest room, I looked in the mirror.  My eyes were red and puffy, they had bags under them. My hair was all over the place it was all tangled and frizzy.  I sighed.   I turned on the water, and splashed the warm water onto my face then  a little bit of cold.  I quickly threw my hair up into a pony tail. Once I was done I dried my face and hands off, then walked out the door.

I saw Jake waiting for me outside the door.  "I thought I told you, you didnt have to wait for me?" I spoke softly without looking at him.

"Yeah, but I wanted to, lets go." He said while gesturing his hand for me to go in front of him.

The walk to my dads room was quiet, we didnt speak.  Once we got there, he opened the door and told me to go in.  "Thanks." I mumbled.

"mhm" he hummed. I walked past him, and he followed right behind me and shut the door quietly.

I saw my mother, and Jason in the room, having a small conversation.

  "Where's May?" I asked.

"At the neighbors house, I didn't want her to see dad like this." Jason spoke calmly. 

I sat down on the floor and looked at my dad.  Jake came over next to me. 

"I have to go help my mom with a few things, I'll text you when I get home" He whispered.  I looked up and nodded. He went over by my mother and Jason and shared a few words with them.  Then he went to my dad, and whispered something to him.  He shook his hand.  He waved to me one more time, then walked out the door.

We heard a soft knock on the door.