No one should ever have to go through what Scott went through. No one should have to watch their platonic love collapse their lung, get surgery, slip into a two-day coma all the while, they have to tell everyone who cares about them what happened. No one.
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Scott told me what happened after I blacked-out.
He called an ambulance and they came and got me. I got surgery on my lung that had collapsed from when I smashed into a seat. After that I didn't wake up from the surgery for two days. I was in a coma Scott said. "Every day," he told me. "I would sit at your bedside and hold your hand and I would beg for God to give you back. To keep you here. I know I'm not Christian but I did it anyway. Kirstie, Avi and Kevin came and visited you. Kirstie couldn't even look at you I had to hold her as she screamed. Avi and Kevin silently wept in a chair. We needed you to come back Mitchie. We needed you to...."
He always trailed off at that part. Scott was a strong man but when it came to people he loved he broke down. Especially if it was me.
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FanfictionScott picked me up and held my body in his strong arms. "Hold on." he said. "It'll be okay Mitchie. Just hold on." "I-" I stuttered. "Shh." Scott cut me off. I could see a white light in my eyes. It was so bright. God, it was so bright. I was going...
