American Boy (Tracob) [COMPLETED]

twenty eight

lol there are 5 chapters left haha (also awake by bts was playing on repeat while i was writing this so i cried bc that song gets me everytime)

troyes pov

i fluttered my eyes open slowly to be blinded by a bright light.

am i in heaven? has god finally accpeted me? wheres jacob?

"troyer soft voice spoke.

what. 

"troye, its me nicole can you hear me?" 

nicole? 

i opened my  eyes fully and looked around the room. where am i? i looked at my body and there are wires attached to me and im in a bed. im in a hospital. god damnit! why am i not dead yet?

i looked over to nicole, and she gasped, and covered her mouth with her hands. 

"doctor! nurse! hes awake!" she chanted in the hallway. people started running in, and then i saw jacob. jacob? 

i blinked again and he was gone.

"jac" i managed to say. why cant i speak?

"sh sh troye dont speak." nicole patted my arm. 

"jaco"

"he's not awake yet."she looked away.

i clenched my fists together, and i heard loud beeping sounds.

"hey, hey troye calm down. take deep breaths." the nurse directed. i did as told. 

suddenly a male doctor came running into the room.

"sylvia, we got a major in 132B." he spoke. her eyes widened.

"whats in 132B?" nicole asked.

"a coma member." the nurse spoke, as she got ready.

my eyes widened. so did nicoles. that could be jacob. is he dead? is he alive?

"uh, name please?" nicole asked awkwardly.

"i dont think its your business."

"please. name." i choked out. "my boyfriend is in coma." 

she sighed, "jacob bixenman. now i gotta run ill be back soon." she said as she hurriedly ran out.

jacob? jacob. jacob ohmygod my baby. wait, they said mAJOR.. so big news? is he alive? is he dead? i cant stand this anxiety thats creeping up upon me. i need to be the first one he sees when he wakes.

i looked at nicole but she wasnt paying attention to me, her eyes glued to her phone. i began to rip the wires off of me and the straps off of me and i got up and started running. im very light headed and my legs feel like jelly but im not going to stop.

"troye!" nicole called as she ran after me.

i was running and searching for room 132B, then found it quickly. my room is 122B lol.

i was watching through the window and saw doctors surrounded his bed as he was flinching badly. is he alive? hes alive right?  i ran into the room and the doctors turned around and saw me in and immediately went crazy.

"get out! get him out!" one of the doctors hollered. 

"nope!" i shouted as i ran through them and stood at jacobs bed. his body was flinching and jerking around. 

"jacob baby its me troye baby. please wake up baby youre okay." i said as i held his hand.

he kept moving around, and i felt tears gather in my eyes.i heard shouting from the doctors but i didnt listen to what they were screaming.

"jacob, baby please. i cant live without you." i squeezed his hand.

suddenly, his eyes shot open.

i gasped, "jacob!" and tears escaped my eyes and fell down my face.

he looked at me in confusion. "jacob baby its me troye." i sobbed as i held onto his hand. the grip tightened when i felt his hand grab it.

"t-tro"

"dont speak." one of the doctors said. 

"tr-troye...?" he ignored the doctors.

"oh my god jacob i missed you so much." i cried and hugged him.

i felt him sigh deeply, as he sunk into my arms.

doctors were pulling me off of him, and when they  were pulling me out of the room i looked back and he had a very sad and confused look on his face.

they dragged me back to my room as i was attempting to fight them but i lost and they put me back in my bed, and attached the wires to me again.

"without these you'll die." the doctor warned as he hooked me up to a machine.

"that was my plan anyways." i rolled my eyes.

"troye." nicole gasped, and i laughed.

"when can i leave?" i asked impatiently.

"maybe tonight, if not then tomorrow morning." the doctor said.

"troye, i was talking to dr. lambert earlier today and he said hes sending me meds for you tomorrow and you are going to have weekly therapy sessions." nicole informed me.

"okay." i nodded.

"okay? you arent going to fight about it?" she asked.

"no. i know im depressed now. i cant deny it anymore and i have to accept it." i said.

"im so proud of you troye." nicole smiled.

"sorry to break up this cute couple moment, but i need you to sign these papers." the doctor said.

"couple? oh no we arent-" 

"i have a boyfriend." i blurted.

"ah yes, you are the crazy patient who ran through the halls to his boyfriend in a coma." the doctor laughed.

i gave a 'seriously?' or like a 'really.?' look.

"im sorry that wasnt funny." 

his humor reminds me of connor. he always says that when he makes unneeded jokes. 

i looked at the doctors nametag, and it held "franta" on it.

"is your son connor?" i asked, and he turned around. he smiled.

"why yes. do you know him?" he asked.

"yeah. hes a good friend of mine." i smiled softly. 

"well thats nice."

"hey, if you could, could you tell him what happened to me? i would but im staying away from contact other than from jacob my mom nicole and emily." 

"ill make sure of it." he smiled.

"thanks." i grinned.