I wake up in a room I can't seem to identify. The white light flooding my retinas like water. I attempt to sit up, finding myself to weak to do so. I look around to see multiple machines: IV's, heart monitor, a TV set up in a corner- that is off.. I'm in a hospital.
I try to recall why I'm here. What has happened. But I can barely remember my own name... It begins with a C, I know that much... Christa? Cyris? Connie? No, No, and definitely not. As I realize I cant remember anything i go into a panic. How old am I? Where do I live? Why aren't my parents here? Who even are my parents? How long have I even been in this room?
As the groginess that once consumed my limbs starts to fade, I sit up, trying my best not to mess up the IV's in my arm. I look at a table to see the doctors clip board. I was in a Coma. If it was a coma shouldn't I have woke with a tube down my throat?
I read further to see that they were planning to pull the plug this evening... So I guess that explains the absense of my food source. Why waste resources on a girl you were just going to kill anyways?
Despite having that planned for tonight, it seems I might have some possessions still here.. Like a phone, a sketchbook with a pencil, a book that looks to be about halfway done, and what I assume are my clothes. I guess my parents- or whoever takes care of me- must have had hope that I would wake up before the doctors pulled the plug. Brought me things to occupy myself. They seem caring... I dont want to see their faces when I tell them I don't remember them.
I grab the thing that seems the most reliable for memories- the cell phone. Luckily there's no code so I can get right in. I start to look through pictures. Most of them are of two girls. One with bright, crystal blue eyes and short black hair, an upturned nose with naturally pink lips. I realize I have short hair. It's about shoulder length, but definitely black. That girl is me. It must have grown. Gosh how long was I in that coma?
The other girl has long reddish-blonde hair, emerald green eyes with soft freckles across her cheeks. I'm guessing she's Irish. She has a cute button nose.. Full, but not unaturally so, lips that seem to be red. but its possible that's lipstick. Her smile is pretty. White teeth that are not perfectly straight, but still adorable, show through.. We seem close. I really dont want to tell her that I don't remember her, if my assumptions are true.
I start looking through the rest of the phone and find the app Skype. I have notifications. I open it to be greeted by the page of the girl from the pictures. Freya... That must be her name... I have video messages from her. I scroll up until I get to the first one without a reply. She has sent a lot. Once a day, it seems. Or maybe just once a week.. even while i was in a coma? i guess thats one way of coping..
After a few minutes of scrolling I get to the first one and click on it to play it. Even if I don't remember her, it wouldn't be fair to just ignore them.The girl is quiet for a couple seconds, probably checking that its recording, before she begins to speak with a bright smile. "Hey Cerys! Missed you at school today... Hope nothing bad happened. I got your homework for you, though. I'll give it to you tomorrow. This is the first day you've missed since junior high, and that was because of your brothers...." she pauses. I assume she was going to say death... She continues. "sorry for bringing it up. I know you don't like that. I'm just worried. But i'm sure its nothing! oh, I better knock on wood before I jynx you... Anyways, I'll see you tomorrow! bye" she giggles a little before hanging up.
I stare at the screen a few moments, not sure what to say. I assume that was the day I was sent here.. It dates back 8 months.. No wonder im so stiff.. But Freya...She was so hopeful.. Pushed away worried thoughts.. Oh gosh... The poor girl must've been deviststed when she heard Iwas here...
I scroll up a little further, it seems this was something we did often. Exchanging video messages.. I'll watch those later. For now I'll stick to the ones she sent over the past 8 months.All 99 of them.

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Teen FictionCerys has been in a coma for the past 5 months, Caused by a failed suicide. She overdosed on sleeping pills before letting herself wander around until she passed out in the middle of a park. Her best friend, Freya, was devistated. And even went as f...