Ride Or Die

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After Jason's kiss, I could literally feel my heart beat quickening and the monitor was going haywire out of control. A tingling sensation flooded through every limb of my body, making my numbness die down. I began replacing the weak feeling with an overpowering sense of strength. I felt I could move, and when I tried at the slightest, I failed. However, at a second and more aggressive attempt, my eye lids fluttered opened slowly and I was blinded by an over powering white light. Through squinted eyes, I glanced the room, feeling nervous and afraid more than anything. Along with those emotions were happiness. Happiness I could see things again, that I was okay. That my babies were okay. That Jason was okay. That Haley was okay. We were all going to be okay. And that was -- Okay.
Then I envisioned a great number of the events I had heard but not saw during my time of the coma. I remember the first time I heard Jason's angelic voice, and the chair I had pictured him to be sitting in wasn't like the one next to my bed a all. The one next to my bed was a dark green, and hardly anything special. I suppose it was the person in the chair that really made the dream-like scenario. My eyes shifted to the door, it happened to be just a I pictured it. Like any regular door, it was bulky and brown. The room was much smaller than I was used to waking up in, but I couldn't complain because after all, at least I finally woke up. Then my sight landed upon three people who were staring at me as if they had seen a ghost. I glared back, "What's going on?" Two of the people were women, and they were dressed in baggy pink, thin material. There was also a man who accompanied them, he was dressed in blue with the same vibe of attire.
The man, and also the one with the most confused expression as he studied me over, was the first to reply, "Miss. James?" He coated his words in concern. His light green eyes sparkled in the light, dark hair fluffed out as a messy mop on his head, and his pale body wasn't nearly as built as I remembered Jason's to be. "Who else?" I stated back, unenthusiastic that I has awoken to complete strangers and not the love of my life. "I'm doctor Williams. That, however, is unimportant. How are you feeling Miss. James?" I shrugged my shoulders quietly as a response to his question. He appeared to be completely in a trance of surprise. I supposed he didn't expect me to wake up. "Do you know what day it is? The time? The year?" I absorbed all this frantic questions like a sponge. "I know we're in year 2013, but I don't know the day, and I don't know the time." My eyes traveled to the window at the other side of the room. I couldn't quite make out any figures on the ground level so I guess we had to be on an upper level of the hospital. Doctor Williams cleared his throat before continuing, not once taking his eyes off my still body, "It's November 1st," He glanced to his watch before continuing, "3:45 in the afternoon. You were in an accident two weeks ago, Miss. James. You suffered some pretty serious injuries." All this I knew already to be true, because what he didn't know is every time he was in the room telling someone else what was going on with me, I also heard. I nodded, not really interested in what he had to say, I just wanted to see Jason and the rest of my friends.
"Is there anything we can get you?" Doctor asked while checking over the papers latched to his clip board, and the monitor that once again started the irritating sound. Beep. Beep. Beep. I sighed, "I'm thirsty," My voice was rather raspy, but who could blame me? I couldn't remember the last time I had anything to drink. Doctor Williams turned to one of his nurses and spoke some inaudible words, she made her way to the door, ready to fetch me my drink. "Nurse Frenchie is gonna get you some water right now." He smiled reassuringly. I shook my head and made eye contact once more sounding as if I was complaining, "I'm not a fan of water, is there anything else? So Gatorade maybe?" The man's face appeared sympathetic as he shook his head in return, "I'm sorry, Miss. Only clear solutions as of now."
"Can I at least see my boyfriend and friends?" I huffed out with a hint of attitude. Williams stared at me, and I could tell he was unsure, but my eyes didn't lighten at the slightest. I was going to see my loved ones rather he agreed or not, and I think he could tell because not long after he sent another nurse from the room. "I'll go get them now," He finally stated before retreating through the now opened door way. I let my eyes roam the room, waiting for everyone. Butterflies-- No. More like bird, surfed through my stomach and sent shivers down my spine. This was the first time in two weeks I would actually be seeing Jason.
- Jason's point of view.
Everyone agreed to let me go back first, and alone, to see Paisley now that she was awake. I couldn't have been more nervous, every bone in my body seemed to be wobbling for the first time. This was so unlike me to react to anyone in the way I did to her. She just got to me like no one ever had. Apart of me wanted to actually cry, although I would never admit it out loud, I just was so happy for her to be awake and more than anything, happy to know she was finally going to be okay. These last two weeks have been the longest weeks of my life.
The hall seemed to go on for years. I went from my normal pace to seemingly jogging in a matter of seconds, anything to get to my baby faster. She was waiting on me. I took a moment for myself once I was eventually outside the bulky door that was now the only barrier between my fiance and myself. Goddamn, I missed her.
It took less than a nanosecond to swing opened the door and reveal the most breath taking human to ever walk the face of the Earth, Paisley James. Her eyes ignited like fire works as they settled upon me, and I was sure mine were doing the same for her. Fire cracks erupted in the bottomless pit of my stomach. This was the first time, ever, that I was prepared to wear my heart on my sleeve and pour out all my emotions to a girl. Of course, being Jason McCann, I would never break down in public, so before saying anything, I quietly shut the door behind me and not once did my eyes leave the beauty sprawled out on the hospital bed.
As soon as the door shut was when it happened, I broke down. Completely.
-No one's point of view.
"B-baby," Jason's raspy voice was more weak now than ever before as he choked out his words while making his was to Paisley's side. She looked awful to say the least, but to him, she was as beautiful now as ever before. Paisley's lips parted and she showed off the pearly whites within her mouth, a vibrant smile plastered, "Hi love." She spoke softly and sweet now, not nearly the same tone she had used with Doctor Williams. Her smile soon vanished all together when she saw his expression, he appeared so distraught. With all the strength vested within her, reached out for him, wanting nothing more than to wrapped up in his secure arms. Without a second thought, he wrapped his body around hers and fell back into the hospital bed holding the girl he loved.
They laid in silence, a comfortable silence for a period of time before it was broken by none other than Paisley herself, "What are you thinking about?" She whispered against the white v-neck he wore. Jason's fingertips trailed up and down the girl's arms lightly as he took a minute to reply in a husky voice, "How lucky I am."