I wake up in a chair, I was sitting up straight and I'm surprised I even fell asleep this way.
JC was eating, the doctors were feeding him.
"I can do this." I say referring to feeding him.
"Thank you miss." The male says and exits the room grabbing his clip board.
He smiles at me and I feed him his food.
"Thirsty." He manages to say.
I grab the tiny cup they gave him that had a straw in it.
I place the straw near his mouth and he grasps it sucking the water from the cup.
"JC I'm so sorry." I frown.
"Its- not- your- fau-fault." He couldn't talk very easily.
"As much as I love to hear you talk, don't because your messing up your voice. I know you're having trouble."
He nods slightly and opens his mouth ready for more food.
He takes another bite. "Full" he says after swallowing and I nod putting everything on the tray across the room.
"Your going to be okay." I grab his hand and rub small circles on the back of it with a frown looking into his eyes.
"I know." He mumbles.
"Shh." I play with one of his curls.
He points to his water and I let him Drink.
I grab a blanket and give it to him, his other one was all bloody.
He smiles and I do what was needed.
I ball the other blanket up and bring it to one of the doctors and they take it from me.
"Pain meds please." JC says as I enter.
I half laugh.
"Oh your not a do-docter." He coughs.
I shake my head no and turn back.
"Doctor!" I yell.
A doctor comes running.
She gives him meds once I tell her he wanted them and she studies me for a second.
"Your Delilah Lawley aren't you?" She asks.
I nod. "Why?" I ask.
"Another patient wants you in room 306." She sticks the pen behind her ear and gathers her clip board.
JC widens his eyes.
I run to room 306 and read the paper slip taped to the door that was shut.
"Tayler Walker?" I panic.
I knock on the door and I hear Kian yell.
I open it and there she is, eyes closed laying on the bed.
Whats going on?
"WHAT?" I scream.
She doesn't flinch nor does her eyes open.
Kian was holding her hand, crying into it.
"She had an anxiety attack at highschool today and she won't wake up."
Kian and I are the same age, we are twins but we aren't identical at all.
Tayler is a month younger than us.
And I'm seventeen.
So yes, she's still in highschool but since she isn't that popular on the internet she still go's to a usual school instead of home schooling.
I put my hand to my face and cry.
"I love you tay tay please wake up." I cry.
She doesn't move.
