Confident {Jailin Fanfic}

Confident {flatline.}

Sixteen.

'Wake up.'

'Come on hunny, it's time to wake up.'

'Babe, I'm gonna need you to wake up for me.'

'Give it some time, like I said. As long as she's breathing, she's fine. Just call for help if you need anything.'

Another day.

No response.

Not a single movement.

Scott and I are waiting for Cailin took wake up.

She's been unconscious for two days now and it's starting to worry the both of us, it's suppose to have ware off but the doctor says to give it time.

"Any ideas on what therapist to send her to?" I asked curiously as we sat across from each other.

"I don't want her around the media, after she leaves the hospital she needs a break from everything, so I don't know yet."

"-Aren't you going back today? What are you still doing here?"

"I'm not going anywhere without knowing she's alright."

"Come on, go back home. Be with your friends, your birthday is Saturday, right? I'm sure your family are coming to see you, shouldn't you be home for that?"

"Yes, but that's Saturday."

"Look Justin, we don't know when Cailin is going to wake up."

"She's going to wake up."

"She has to wake up."

"Come on baby, wake up." I said as I got up and hovered over her and held her hand and kissed it softly.

I hated seeing her like this.

She wasn't herself.

She wasn't alive.

She looked dead.

Like her body just shut off.

Her eyes were closed,

but she was still breathing.

It was weird.

She was breathing

but she didn't seem alive.

"Why hasn't she woken up yet?" I asked getting frustrated.

"The cocaine hasn't left her system yet." Scott replied.

"Well how-"

The monitor began to beep.

The lines began to drop.

My heart also.

Scott rushed up and ran out the room and called for help as I ran over to Cailin.

"Cailin, stay with me."

The doctor rushed in and the lines went back up.

The noise stopped and continued to beep slowly.

I breathed heavily as I watched the doctor look over at Scott.

Scott himself looked dead.

His daughter, almost dying right in front of his eyes.

The only thing he had left.

"We're going to put her on a tracheotomy."

It scared me.

I was out there on the road

Life out of control

She became a victim to my busy

schedule

And I know that it's not fair

That don't mean that I don't care

This one's dedicated to the girl out there

Girl you always catch me at the bad time

When I know you probably think it's a lie

I know I told you last time was the last time

'Mr. Russo, have you chosen a place for treatment yet?'

'Mr. Russo?'

'Look sir, I know this is hard with the conditions Cailin is facing but let's think about what's best for her what will help her when she wakes up.'

If she wakes up, I thought.

I had her.

I couldn't lose her.

There's times that I couldn't be able to let go.

I wouldn't trade her for the world.

Anything.

There were nights away from her I worried.

I can't lose her.

You won't, I tell myself.

Who says you have to?

I looked over at her.

'Justin, go home. Being here is good for you or your career.'

'Going back will only make them talk.'

'I'll call you as soon as she wakes up, I promise.'

'I need time alone with my daughter, please respect that.'

'As soon as she wakes up?' I asked as I looked at her one more time.

'I promise.'

'Okay.'

So I did just that.

I left.

I didn't want to, but I had to respect her father's orders.

I went back.

Of course the media pissed me off and asked questions but I didn't say much.

The whole plane ride home I just thought about her.

Hoping she would wake up.

I prayed and hoped.

I wished many nights for a girl like her.

And I got that wish.

She wasn't troubled, no.

She was broken.

She just needed her missing puzzle piece.

Friday; 3:04 AM

'Hello?' I answered turning over in my bed answering the phone.

'Cailin's awake.'

Thank you, God.