Ariel

Chapter 11

Jason didn't wake up that night.

I eventually made my way back upstairs and sat in the chair next to him as I kissed his hand again, and whispered my love for him into his ear. 

Now, I'm just sitting and staring at his features. I wasn't able to fall asleep last night. I knew that I looked awful, but it didn't matter at the moment. The only thing that did matter was his life.

I wanted him to wake up. 

"Jason, please wake up, love. I miss you." I got choked up a bit at the end. I really missed him. I wanted to see his smiles and hear his laughter again. My pleas weren't answered, but I still had hope, hope that he would wake up again.

That's all I wanted. 

Margaret had checked on me a couple of times, but I just sent her away. I wasn't mad at her. I just didn't care about eating. I wasn't hungry at all. I just sat in my chair and stared at Jason. 

I wanted to console Margaret, but there were other things that I had to do. I had to stay by Jason's side. I also couldn't stop thinking about Will. He didn't want a friendship, he wanted romance.

Betrayal was one feeling I had, along with pain, sorrow, and fear. 

Sorrow and fear were the most prominent right now, for obvious reasons. I still had this urge to go help Margaret. I know that it was tough on her, I mean, losing a child isn't easy. Yet at the same time, I knew that she was a strong woman. I'm not saying that she doesn't need support.

But I am saying that I know that she must have had a lot of strength to deal with all of this on her own. I admire her for that, and I feel ashamed to have treated her poorly since I heard of it. However, the only thing on my mind was the health of Jason.

I could figure everything else out once he wakes up, whenever that may be. 

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It's been three more days, and Jason is still sleeping. The good news is that his wound is healing, but he's still sleeping. 

I definitely looked like a wreck now, I haven't moved from this spot, and I haven't had anything to eat, but I wasn't hungry.

Margaret had made me drink some water though, no matter how many times I refused; that's all she got out of me. 

Staring at Jason, I noticed that his hand started moving slightly. I hoped I wasn't hallucinating. I hadn't slept in three days, and it was having an affect on me.

"Jason." I said. Then, his eyes fluttered open. I gasped in shock and relief. He was awake, finally. 

"Ariel." He breathed. I smiled.

"It's me, love." I assured him. He looked worried and confused.

"How long was I out?" He asked.

"Four days." I answered sadly. 

"Have you slept at all?" He asked.

I didn't want to worry him, but he knew when I was lying. Slowly, I shook my head 'no'.

Jason sighed.

"Love, you need to rest." He said. 

"I know, but I didn't know when you were waking up, and I wanted to be up when you did." I defended.

"I thought you were leaving me." I whimpered. Jason cupped my face in his hands.

"I'm never leaving you, love." He promised. Jason pulled me into bed with him and kissed me passionately.