Tyler's POV
She's in a coma? No, this can't be happening. She has to be awake. I need to talk to her, for her to hear me out.
"Are we able to see her?" I question Jess. I have to. I know what I did was wrong, but I need to see her. She's the love of my life. My only love.
"Yeah," she says hesitantly, like she doesn't want me to get any close to Elena. It's true. I should keep my distance, but not until she hears me. I just need to explain.
Hearing the approval Jess gives, I run to the room Elena was transferred to. "Young man, please, no running." A nurse scolds me in the hall. I slow down my pace until I reach her door. My hand goes to turn the doorknob, but before I can feel the cold metal on my hand, Jess grabs it.
"Tyler," she said with a strict voice. "The doctor said she can hear you, so don't upset her. Try nice soothing words. Okay?"
"Yeah, okay." I promise.
I go to grab the doorknob again. I can hear my heartbeat in my ears. The door hinge squeaks as I open the door slowly. As I step in, I see the girl I love hooked up to many machines. Wires are connected to every part of her, her beautiful face is all scratched up, and her right arm is broken. A small gasp escapes my lips, in shock from her unconscious body. My eyes start to well up. I tear them away from her, not being able to take it all in.
"Cutie," I whisper, taking a seat next to her bed.
I grab her cold, pale hands in mine, trying to warm them up. Positive things, Tyler. She can hear you. "Cutie," I say once again. She's not going to answer you, you idiot.
"I-" My phone cuts me off before I can finish what I was about to say.
I checked the caller ID before answering. Vickie. What does she want? I don't need her in my life! She ruined everything! Now, she's going to take away the only person I've ever genuinely love.
My phone is still ringing, so I decide to take it outside. Elena shouldn't hear our conversation.
"What do you want, Vickie?" I snap at her.
"Tyler," she starts, "I went to the doctor's to check on our baby."
I inhale sharply as the words leave her mouth. Our baby. I've only ever dreamed of Elena saying that to me. The chances of that are now ruined. I don't reply because I have absolutely no words. It was a mistake. She was a mistake.
"They said it was a false positive," she whispers.
What? Is she being serious right now? This is not something to joke about.
"What? You're being serious, right?" I ask urgently.
"Yeah, they said it happens sometimes," she sounds depressed.
"This is great! Thank you for telling me."
I hang up the phone before she can say anything else. The feeling of relief washes over me. She's not pregnant, I don't have a baby! I go back to open Elena's room and continue where I left off. I take her hand in mine once again and kiss it.
"Baby, she's not pregnant. It was a false positive." I explain to her sleeping body.
"Squeeze my hand if you can hear me." Nothing. I hang my head low thinking about what to say next.
"You have to know that I didn't mean to hurt you." The words came out of my mouth. "I'm sorry. I can't even begin to tell you how sorry I am. It was never meant to be this way." Her breathing is slow and steady.
"Please wake up. I need you, I know that now. You're the one, Cutie. I don't want anyone else but you." A tear runs down my face.
"I can't lose you. So, you need to wake up. Okay? Promise me." My voice breaks while I try to speak clearly.
I stand up from the chair I'm sitting on to kiss her forehead. Just as I go to sit back down, I study her beautiful face. A tear falls down the side of her face. She can hear me.
"Elena, I love you."
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A/N: She's not pregnant! Woohoo! How do you think Elena's going to react when she wakes up? IF she wakes up?
Honestly, I was legit just fingerling over this book. I reread some chapters and it gave me chills. Holy moly, when I first started writing this, I never thought it would be somewhat of a success, but here we are with almost 7k reads. It truly amazes me, so thank you for reading. <3
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