Moonlight

9

I wake in a hospital, the stench of cleaning agents and hand sanitizer fills the air. I look around, okay so I know I'm in a hospital room. An array of chairs, medical supplies, and two large closets fills the space. Why am I here? What happened to me?

A sudden, annoying click noise rings in my ears. Two men, buff and tan walk in, pushing a mobilized hospital bed, this fills more of the space. I look down at the patient, body covered in wires, connected to three machines, all making noise and flashing lights.
A tube taped to her mouth leading down her throat, oxygen mask under her nostrils, and a small clothespin shaped object on her index finger. A thin line moves across one, heart rate. Her chest slowly rises and falls.

I take a closer look at the patient. Her arm in a cast, foot elevated with a pillow, rib cage tightly wrapped with ace bandages, and a neck brace restricting any movement. I look at her face, hey that's- me.

I'm like a walking drug store, with my body covered in medical supplies and wires sticking out of my body. Where's Garrison? Where's the pack?

As if on cue, the guys all surround by the door. All with saddened expressions on their faces, and the look of exhaustion. Possibly even sleep deprivation.

"Guys, what's going on?" I ask. They keep looking at my body lying in the bed. I walk towards them, not even a glance from them.

"Garrison?" I call, I step closer to him. I wave my arms in from of him like a mad woman.

"It kills me to see her like that." He mumbles under his breath.

"If only her family accepted her, if only we had some sort of an agreement with them." Jack suggests. Cameron steps into the room, teary eyed and a pale face. He sits in one of the chairs next to my bed, and closes his eyes. He slowly opens them and takes a deep breath, then softly exhales.

"You know, when I met you five years ago, I thought you were a goofball. You took all of us in as family and showed us the real you. The you that would fill water balloons with Ian and then dump them on him." He starts. All of the guys slowly walk into the room and pile around me. "The you that got so upset when you ate duck, thinking it was pork. Then proceeded to yell at the eighty three year old Chinese woman, who told you it was pork." He pauses, wiping tears from his cheeks. "But most of all, you showed us a great time, and I'm happy that you came into our lives." He says. Tears roll down his rosy cheeks. A smile spreads like wildfire across my face, but of course, the guys can't see it.

"I hate seeing you with the medical supplies all over you, like a human pin cushion. If you were awake, you'd be ripping the wires off of you. Pretending to be better, even though those wires, are the only thing keeping you alive." Brent starts up. "Well, that and your strong will to fight and survive. You were always amazing at that, even as a human, you'd never give up." He adds. God I wish I could hug these boys!

"I guess I will go next, if we are all saying a few words." Garrison pipes. He steps forward and plasters a fake smile on his face. "I cannot fathom life without you, because you, are my life, the oxygen that goes to my lungs. This is going to be corny, but you, are the peanut butter to my jelly. The milk to my Oreo, the flame to my candle. Because you, you give me a reason to be here. A reason to live, a reason to smile." He explains. "So you need to get better, because my life, is nothing without you." He adds. He leans over to me and kisses my forehead. He begins to break down into tears, Cameron offers his shoulder to cry on. How long have I been here?

"It should have been me! If I would've went after them, I would've been the one laying here, not her!" Garrison exclaims. He picks his head up from Cameron's shoulder.

"You couldn't help it, she risked her life for us," Cameron replies. Garrison shakes his head in disbelief.

"It's been a week, she should've woken up by now." Ian mumbles. The guys look at my body, just laying there not making a movement or noise. If I'm not dead, how am I standing outside of my body? Wait, don't tell me this is like a chick flick (If I Stay) where the girl is battling between life and death! Oh God, if it is, please just put me out of my misery.

A light appears, my body slowly fades. Am I waking up? Am I actually waking up?