SAGE • E.D

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My eyes have been glued to a room that caught my attention while walking around, and I've been watching it from a distance for over two minutes.

The room was dark and the door was shut.

Inside was a boy, laying down on a hospital bed with tubes covering his whole body and a blanket covering him from hip to toe.

The minute my eyes landed on the tubes I knew that he was in a coma.

No one was inside with him.

I waited for minutes just to see someone go in his room and switch the lights on, but no one came.

He shouldn't be in a dark room alone, even if he's in a coma.

When someone's in a coma, they could still feel the presence of their surroundings and hear everything.

I don't know who he is, but I didn't like the fact that he was alone and I also didn't know why it bothered me so much.

Without even realizing, I caught my feet pulling me towards room 406, the room the boy was in.

I didn't stop myself. I kept walking until I stopped at the glass door that was shut.

Without any hesitation, I twisted the doorknob and got in, looking behind me Evey once in a while to make sure that no one catches me getting into a boy who I've never met's room.

The room was dark, but there was a little hint of light that made things a bit clearer and easier to see.

His shadow on the dark wall, chest rising and falling down slowly as a heart monitor beeps next to an empty chair.

I slowly walked towards his bed, my eyes stuck on him as I study his features that were way beyond my expectations.

And God he was gorgeous.

My eyes were stuck on him even when I sat down on the chair next to his bed. Not believing how extremely angelic this stranger looked.

His dark brown hair, his nose that I already adored, and his lips that were full of color, they looked alive, so alive.

My eyes drift to the tubes on his body. There were tubes in his throat, stomach, chest, nose, everything.

Along with a bunch of bruises that were evident on his arms and stitches on his forehead.

I looked around the room while his heart monitor beeps next to me.

My own heart pounding against my chest out of anxiousness.

My eyes land back on him and I frown.

I felt bad for him. He was stuck in his own body and God knows whether he was fighting for it or not.

I knew that what I was doing was creepy and seriously wrong on so many levels but I couldn't stop myself.

Seeing him in a dark room all alone made me feel for him, even when I had no clue who he was.

He looked so peaceful when the moonlight hit his face and I was shocked as to how someone could look so alive and beautiful while in a coma.

I decided it was time to say something since he probably felt my presence. But I wasn't so sure of it.

The only way to find out whether it's not just some stupid myth was to actually give it a shot.

I take a deep breath and clear my throat, my eyes still glued to him and my heart beating out of my chest.

" um, hi " I smile even though he couldn't see me.

" I'm sage "