Crazy ~ H.G.

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Hayes's POV

•three days later•

She still hasn't woken up. She was in a coma.

Perfect.

Just my luck, the one big argument I have with her and she ends up in a coma not even a hour later.

"How much longer could this take?" I yelled at a nurse.

"We don't know, back up or I will have to call security"

"No, you call security. I'm fucking tired of-"

"Hayes, it's not her fault" Nash yelled at me, forcing me to sit down in a chair.

I ran my hands through my hair.

I got up and walked to the cafeteria.

I got a snack and some water before going outside.

What if she dies.

Last thing I said to her was that she was a bitch.

She can't die.

Hold up.

Ambra can't die.

She's to much of...her.

If god tried to kill her she'd scream 'fuck you' and rip the devils head off.

I laughed a little, trying my best to stop the guilt.

I pulled my hair, groaning.

She has to live.

She can't die.

I walked back in the building. J stopped me. "You ok?"

I shook my head. "No. No I'm not. I feel so guilty"

"I thought you might be. But you can't change what you said"

"But the last thing I said was that she was a bitch"

"Ok. And? We all know she can act it sometimes. It's not your fault for actually saying it. It's her fault. She was speeding, ran a red light, and skipped a stop sign. And then she ran from the cops and that's why she crashed. They said she was going about 100 miles per hour. I know she could die, but honestly, she was just being stupid"

"How can you say that? She could be dead"

"But I'm saying the truth. It's not your fault"

"YES IT IS" I yelled. "If we never had the fight, she wouldn't of left! It's my fault. All my fault" I screamed as people looked over.

"Hayes, stop screaming" JJ said.

I shook my head as I walked into her room.

I sat next to her hospital bed.

"Hey, Ambra" I mumbled.

I sighed. "I've said this so many times in the last three days. But I'm sorry. I'm really, really sorry. I honestly doubt you can hear me, cause if you could you would of woken up by now. But I'm so sorry."

I let out another breathe.

"I shouldn't of tried to force you to date me. I know you have trust issues. I know you have anger. I know you have anxiety. I shouldn't of made it worse. I can wait. I can wait. I promise. I will wait. Just please come back"

Nothing happened.

"We don't know how long this could take. The doctors give you two weeks to wake up. After that, they unplug you. You'll be dead. No maybe about it. Right now, it could take a one second decision from your brain or heart or whatever, and you could be gone. Please. Please. Try harder, please"

Nothing.

After a few minutes I let go of her hand.

"Listen, Ambra. If you can hear me, hopefully, I'm sorry. Again. The guilt is nearly killing me. If you die....I don't know what I'm gonna do. But it's not gonna be good. Ambra....god if you wake up you'll never let me live this down. Ambra, it's so hard for me to just be friends, I will do it, but I want you to know why"

I paused, holding her hand again.

"Ambra....I-I think I love you"

Her hand squeezed shut on mine real tight, and I smiled.

Aye.

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