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Chapter 23

Cry POV

Seeing her wasn't the worst part. It was the guilt. The guilt of feeling like it was my fault that she is like this. That I could have driven her. I could have helped her. I could have done something, but all I felt was nothing.

Y/N POV

I open my eyes and find myself in an operation room, doctors, with their lower abdomen covered in blood, wearing robes, and face masks were holding shiny tools and were all gathered around a body. I couldn't feel my head, or my stomach. All I could feel was the gut wrenching pain in my legs. I look down, to find them perfectly fine. "Hello, can you please help me, my legs. They are hurting and I can't feel my head or my arms or anything above my waist." I said, but no one moved, it was as if no one heard me, or knew I was there.

"Hey!" I yelled, limping up to the lead operator. What I saw laying on that table was unreal. There, covered in blood, almost unrecognizable, was me, my stomach was cut open and blood was everywhere. My face and all of my body COVERED with cuts, my legs being the least of the problem at the moment, considering the fact that they weren't blown off or something. I gasped.

"What the hell is going on?!" I yelled. No one moved, well in response to me yelling, so I tried to push one of them, and my hands just went through him.

"Please." no movement. I stomped my foot, I winced, and spun around towards a door, and in a chair was my back pack, with the stickers that Ryan put on it. Then It hit me. I might not be able to see Ryan anymore. He-he might do something he will regret. And I'll never be able to touch him again or tell him everything is ok. I want to cry. But nothing has ever been solved proactively by someone crying. I need to do something. Anything.

Several hours pass and I'm finally brought into a room with a bed, a medical bedroom if you will. I sigh and sit in one of the chairs next to the bed, staring at my lifeless body. Ryan is gonna flip when he sees me. A nurse comes in and sticks an iv into my arm, which I cant feel since my arms are still kinda numb. She frowns and then touches my forehead, sighs and walks out. I don't know what that meant but it worried me. About 10 minutes pass before I hear the voice of Ryan's mother outside the room. I stand and she walks in. Tears fill her eyes and I can tell she is trying not to cry. Ryan's brother guides her away from the door way, and I follow them out.

She ended up calling Ryan. Only a few minutes later Ryan comes walking down the hall. His face just...blank. Ryan's mother rises and walks up to him.

"Honey. Look she's ok, shes in a coma. There are no broken bones." She says. Ryan looks distantly at me. But I know he cant see me. His eyes are blank. A tall doctor comes over and explains to him some stuff that is pretty obvious at this point. All he does is stare at me. He snaps out of his daze and interrupts the doctor mid sentence.

"Will she be the same WHEN she comes out.?" He asks. The doctor hesitates before saying

"I don't know." Hurt is all I felt. Hurt for him more than me tho. He rushes into the room that holds my lifeless body and just stands there. I limp over to the side of me and look at him as he slowly begins to realize that he might never see me laugh, smile, cry again. And for the first time ever, I see him cry. The heart wrenching scene before me causes my heart to break and I to begin to cry too. He almost falls onto his knees but his mother caught him and brought him over to the chair that I was sitting in. There he scoots closer to me. And kisses my head, I feel his lips set on my head even though I'm not in that body, and he says"Please don't leave me. Stay strong. Fight. Just please come back to me."

I say nothing.

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