Desperate Hearts. (A Steven Tyler fanfiction)

Chapter 29: Wake

Two days later

I took a deep breath as I walked into the waiting room of the hospital.

It had been two miserable days of Steven being in a coma.

"Hi, is Mr. Tyler seeing visitors?" I asked shakily.

The nurse nodded, and I thanked her, walking to Steven's room.

I opened the door, and sighed at the sight. He was still breathing at least.

I felt slow tears sliding down my face, as I sat in the chair next to his bedside.

I gripped his hand, wiping the tears off at the same time.

"Steven, I don't know if you can hear me..but I love you. I'm so sorry this happened to you. God, it should of been me. You are my soulmate. That day, we met at the party, it must of been fate...and now..."

I wiped my eyes some more.

"Now..you won't even remember me.."

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes to calm myself.

A minute later, I heard it.

"Where am I?"

I opened my eyes to see Steven awake. And looking at me. I started sobbing instantly.

"Oh my god, you're awake!!" I exclaimed.

He blinked. "Where am I?"

I took a breath, to calm my racing heart.

"You're at the hospital.."

"Why?" He asked.

I sighed. "You were shot. And you hit your head. You've been in a coma for the past two days."

His eyes widened. "Who shot me?"

"That doesn't matter, he's in jail for a long time." I sighed, still gripping his hand.

Steven's hand tensed up. "Wait, who are you??"

I felt tears in my eyes.

"I'm Marley."

Just then, the rest of the band came in.

The shock on their face was evident as they saw that Steven was awake.

"Who are you guys?" Steven asked.

Joe spoke. "Do you know who you are?"

Steven smiled a little. "Steven Victor Tallarico..I go by Steven Tyler."

Joe and I looked at each other. At least he remembered who he was.

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in." I said.

The doctor walked in, smiling.

"Ahh, Steven, I see you're awake!"

I sighed. "Doc, when will he start gaining his memories back?"

The doctor took a breath. "We're not sure. Clearly, there are some memories that he still has. Right now, it's indefinite."

I wiped my eyes.

Steven looked at me. "Why are you crying?"

I managed a smile. "Nothing, no reason."

"So when can he come home?" Joe asked.

"Well, we're going to keep him the rest of the day for tests, and then he'll be okay to be released."

I took a deep breath.

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The next day

Steven was finally home. He hasn't gained any memories back. It was hard to see. The rest of the band, especially Joe, were trying their best to remind him about Aerosmith. Make him remember the magic.

But to no avail.

It was starting to get dark, as I excused myself, and went to our room.

I laid down, and started crying. The physical pain I felt towards Steven not remembering who I was, was unbearable.

As I cried silently, I heard the bedroom door open, footsteps, and someone sit on the bed.

I turned, seeing that it was Steven.

He looked genuinely concerned.

I sat up, trying to smile.

"Oh, hi Steven.." I said.

He gripped my hand lightly. "Why are you crying, Marley??"

I knew if I tried to tell him it was about him, he would think I'm crazy.

"It's about me, isn't it?" He guessed suddenly.

I sighed. "Yes.."

Steven's eyes met mine. I looked away.

"I was your girlfriend." I admitted.

Steven smiled. "You were? You're beautiful.."

His face changed. "I wish I could remember."

I patted his hand. "It's okay. Hopefully you will."

Out of nowhere, he hugged me. I hugged him back, wanting to cry, knowing that this hug didn't mean the same as all of our hugs before his accident.

We pulled back, and Steven sighed.

"Will you be okay?" He asked me.

I took a deep breath, trying to talk over the pain inside me.

"Yeah, I will. Thanks."

With that, Steven got off the bed, and flashing me another smile, left the bedroom.

I laid back down and cried myself to sleep.

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A/N please let me know what you guys think. This is a different storyline than my other ones, and I hope you are liking it. I'm not even close to done with this story. Yay!! xx