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Lauren's POV

Darkness. Pain. Nothingness.

It's dark all around me. The agonizing pain in my chest threatening to overtake me.

But I can't see.

I cant move.

I want to speak but I cannot.

"Laur?" A hurting voice says, but I only hear it as a faint echo. It's Ian.

I want to call out but I cannot.

I want to reach out and touch him but I cannot.

I want to move and cuddle up next to him but I cannot.

I want to be told everything is going to be ok.

But it won't be.

A doctors voice, "I have good news and bad news. She is stable after the seizure, but she seems to have slipped into a coma. We aren't sure if she will ever wake up." The voice is distant.

I hear a whimper, someone crying and swearing from the outside.

My mother.

Mom! I try to scream, desperate.
Mom it's me! Can you hear me? Ian! Please!

They don't hear me.

"There has to be something you can do."

"I'm afraid not. We will do everything we can, but there is no cure for a coma. Only when the body is ready will the patient wake up, if that does happen." He goes on and on about some medical words I don't understand. "Ms. McBonny, I need to speak to you... outside."

More cursing comes from the outside.

They're discussing what to do if I never wake up.

I can hear, but cannot speak.

I can feel, but cannot move.

I can think, but cannot act.

I am trapped, and I am dying.

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