Chapter Seven

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Layla

Medical tests make me nervous. She's awake. Alive. Breathing. Talking. Shouldn't that signify that she is all right? I pace back and forth in Natalie's hospital room, while wringing my hands together. Thinking of every bad thing that could have gone wrong because of an overdose.

Besides the coma she awoke from; she could suffer organ failure, but I think that there would have been signs of that by now. I don't think any of that will be an issue with Nat's recovery.

Liam walks in, food in hand. I stop pacing. If I worry, he worries. If he worries, I worry. We unquestionably don't make a good combination.

"I saw you pacing. Stop thinking about it. She's awake; that's what matters. With whatever happens now, at least we know she will make it through. She has us, and you know we won't let her give up," Liam says, trying to reassure me.

"I know, I know. It's just that with the past few days. I just– I...Can't seem to believe that it is real, ya know? She's actually awake. I thought when we came in here today it would be the same as yesterday. Her still unresponsive in a coma. I just can't stop thinking about what would have happened if she didn't wake up. Or if she does have serious health issues because of what she did. I can't lose her."

He throws the bag of food down on the hospital bed and rushes to me. He pulls me in and surrounds me with his arms. It's comforting. I know he is the only other person who would grieve, other than my parents if we had lost her. If we do lose her, he's the only one who would show up.


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