I Love You, So Much...Till Death

Waiting

Georgia's P.O.V

Staring at Mark, holding my emotions together, I huffed. How long will it take for Mark to wake up? Will he ever wake up? It could take years. I wish there was someone to hold me. But Toby went home, leaving me to wait for Mark, to stay by his side while the peace kept Mark's heart racing. I felt my eyes being heavy. I snap awake and move around on the chair, getting into a more comfortable position. A white coated person walked into the room and looked over me. Dr John Smith. What did he want now?

"Miss Cartner, I must ask you to go home and rest. Visiting hours are up" He told me
"I want to stay with him" I bluntly stated
"How old are you?"
"I'm...18"

I had to lie that I'm not 17 or he would be in jail.

"Don't lie to me. You look older. Like 20 something" Dr Smith looked up and down at me
"Well, maybe I don't want to grow up. Or grow old"
"I'm guessing there is an age difference between you and your husband?"
"Fiancé. A little bit. But that's not why I want to grow up"
"Why don't you want to grow up?"
"Dr Smith, I'm scared about now. If he dies, I will never move on. If he lives, what complications could he have? What if he can't remember who I am? I want Mark to be okay and for us to live happily ever after"

Dr Smith placed a hand on my shoulder, sending cold shivers up my spine.

"Georgia, whether he wakes up or not is made by his choice...for a while"
"What do you mean 'for a while'?"
"Keeping a body in a coma means having his body keep fighting for his life. Sometimes, it's better for someone to have their life support-"

"No!" I sprung out of my chair, anger running through my veins
"Bu-"
"No! I don't want to take him off life support! I believe he can make it! He has gone through so much already and I don't want to lose him now! I'm not giving up on him! You can't convince me otherwise!"
"So you would rather have Mark's body fight to survive until he either wakes up or his eventual demise."
"He won't die. He's going to live. I know that"

Dr Smith checked the life support machine and looked at Mark. He looked back at me and chuckled.

"He got you pregnant once" He laughed
My eyes widened "How do you know that?!"
"This is the same hospital you both went to when your baby aborted itself. It's on record and it was the talk about thing here"
"Why?"
"A doctor here has a son who watches Markiplier. He was pretty devastated when Mark stopped posting since his time in the hospital. The news spread like wild fire"
"It has? But it's only been a few hours!"
"That's how concerned his fans are"

I had to pick up my jaw and blink. I couldn't believe that the news had already spread. He has been in the hospital for the first day of comatose and his fans are already worrying. They are waiting for him to wake up, just like me.

"Miss Cartner?" He shook my shoulder again
"Yeah?"
"As much as you want to stay here, It's better if you leave. Get some sleep, eat, the hospital will ring if anything happens. Just remember to take care of your self, okay?"

I nod my head with a silent "okay" before getting out my phone and wondering who to call. The time, 8:34pm, obviously I have been here for way longer than the visiting time says.

I tap Barry's number and wait for him to pick up the phone.

"Hello?" His voice groaned with tiredness
"Hey, Barry, sorry if you were sleeping"
"It's fine Georgia"
"Can you pick me up from the hospital?"
"Sure, I'll be there in half an hour"
"Okay, thanks"

I hung up the phone. Dr Smith smiled at me and I didn't realise that he had moved things on the room, fixing pillows, all the little furniture things.

"All good?" He asked me
"Yeah"
"Good. I prefer if you wait with Mark until you get picked up. There are too many psychopaths on the streets and I don't think you would want to become a victim"

I nod my head and he exited the room. I walked to Mark's side, my eyes wanting to water.

"Don't worry, Mark. You will be awake before you know it. I'll come round tomorrow" I whisper to him, leaning down and kissing his cheek. "I'll be waiting"

That's exactly what I did. I waited for Barry to pick me up and take me home, I waited for the morning to come again. I waited every moment of my life for Mark to wake up.

I told the Markiplier fans what's going on
and they were so supportive. They connected with each other and told their stories that were related to this. I read the comments and I was crying my heart to it's painful bottom drop. I didn't make a video on my channel. I didn't have the strength to. I told the Wattpad community what was happening and of course, only a few comments appeared for support.

I felt so alone. I waited for Matt and Ryan to pick me up. I waited in the back of their car to see Mark's sleeping face again. I waited in the same chair, adjusting myself in a comfortable position. Again, I waited. Had very little sleep, barely anything to eat, a glass of water, I didn't care about my health anymore. I cared about Mark's health. Mark's life.

I don't care how long I have to wait for him to see my face again. I want his chocolate, warm brown eyes. That's all I want.

I just don't want to ever lose him.
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I did the best I could to make it a little sad. But my sad train has been rusty. Hope you like it. Thanks and Smilies!