I laid there lifeless, unable to move, I could hear everything going on around me, but my body was in excruciating pain. I think I'm in an ambulance, but I can't be sure. I can't manage to get my eyes open. The people around me are talking about my condition, I'm about to die. I can feel it. Memories flash before me. I wasn't thinking of all the pain I had endured throughout my life, but the good memories I've had. As a child, playing with my father and mother, when we were actually a family. When everything was all laughter and smiles, I had not a single care in the world. My times with Haley growing up together throughout the years. And the boys, the boys that had saved my life in more ways than they know.
I'll never get the opportunity to tell just how much they really mean to me.
I didn't even get to say goodbye.
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Cameron's POV
She looked so fragile in the hospital bed, all the color had drained from her body. Her face was as pale as snow, she looked so week and bruised. She had a few scraps across her face, a small red cast around her arm, she looked so beaten. I shouldn't have fought with Carter, I should've never let her stay with me. This is all my fault, the guilt is building inside of me, and I began to sob quietly to myself. All the boys were here, they were gone to the cafeteria except for Taylor, Haley, and myself, we never left her side.
It's been almost a week and she still hasn't woke up from her coma. The doctors say she was suffering from a severe concussion and that she could wake up in a few days, months, years, or she may never wake up. Haley was a complete wreck, the only person that seemed to keep her the slightest bit calm was Matthew, Carter still refuses to see Parker, he's unbelievably upset... mostly at himself. Taylor never left Parker's bed, you could see the pain he was feeling all over his face, though I don't quite understood why. None of us had gotten hardly any rest since incident and we were beginning to look like a mob of zombies.
The boys came back after they finished their lunch and we all piled into the small room just sitting in utter silence until I spoke.
"You guys should go get some rest" I said. "There's nothing more we can do for her." My voice cracking slightly as I looked to the boys.
"You should get some rest too bro you look awful." Nash looked at me with sympathy. He was my best friend in the whole world and I don't know what I would do with out him. We have this unbelievably strong bond that nothing could break.
I nodded slightly agreeing to getting some sleep, I couldn't keep my eyes open for much longer. Matt slowly walked over to Parker's bed to sit next to a crying Haley.
"Sweetie, you need to get some food and sleep." He rubbed small circles on her back as she slightly lifted her head from her hands. The tears came harder as she looked into Matthews eyes. It was completely heartbreaking to watch. I know how hurt I am and I've only known Parker a week, I can't begin to imagine the pain Haley is facing.
We all began to walk out if the room. Haley, Matthew, and I being the last I the group. I looked back and saw Taylor still sitting beside Parker's bed he had her fingers wrapped around his as he lay his head in Parker's lap.
"Aren't you coming?" I asked. He jumped at the sound of my voice.
"No." He shook his head slightly. "I want to stay here. I'll go get something to eat and come here an rest for a bit" I nodded knowing once Taylor's mind is made up there is no changing it. He can be quite stubborn and strong willed at times. I simply lagged behind the rest of the group.
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Parker's POV
My body was freezing. I could feel somebody's head in my lap and my fingers were intertwined with someone's but whose ? I lay still unable to move or open my eyes. I didn't seem to be in pain but I assumed they had me on a lot of medicine. I heard a small sob, however I was still unaware of who this person was... Until they spoke.
"Parker." he whimpered. I knew that voice anywhere. It was Taylor. "Please come back to us. I don't know if you can hear me or not. The doctors said you can't but I don't care. I know I haven't known you for very long hell we haven't hardly gotten a chance to talk or really get to know each other, but from the minute I saw you I felt something. I don't know what it was, but that day at magcon when you ran up and hugged me the way you did it made me feel something I've never felt before. I don't what it is about you. I've never felt this way about anyone. The thought of losing you or you never waking up kills me inside. I feel like we haven't gotten to say hello let alone already having to say goodbye. " He broke off into more sobs and I felt his head fall into my lap again. I wanted him to know I heard him. I need to move, open my eyes, something. He just poured his heart out to me he needs to know it wasn't for nothing. That I felt it too, that feeling in the pit of your stomach, I would get it every time he touched me or looked at me, every time I heard his voice. I got it too.
I built up all the strength I had left inside of me and finally got enough energy to lift my hand and place it on top of his head that lay in my lap. I gently stroked his hair and my eyes began to slowly flutter open.
"I feel it too" I croaked. His face was pale and his eyes were blood shot. He looked at me in complete awe, a smile as wide a Texas plastered in his face and he slightly shook his head back and forth a he wrapped his arms around me, his grip was strong but not enough to where it hurt my broken bones. A single tear slipped from his eye.
"I thought we lost you." He whimpered.
"I'm not going any where." I managed to choke out. He crawled in the bed next to me and snuggled up close to my side as he wrapped one arm around my waist, with his other arm he put my small hand in his and Baganda to rub small circles on the back of my hand. He was so warm, his body heat took over my cold, weak body. I closed my eyes and feel back into a deep sleep cuddled next to him.
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Brokenhearted (a Taylor Caniff fanfic )
FanfictionParker wasn't your average 17 year old girl. She was broken, beaten, bullied, hurt, lost... She was coming to her last straw. She can only take so much before she breaks. Will he save her or will he break her heart ? Will everything change when she...