The Pick

The Pick - Chapter Seventeen

Chapter 17 

I was consumed by darkness, unable to wake up from the reoccuring nightmare. Dale hitting me flashed through my eyes and another wave of agony hit me. It was like I was asleep but I wasn't. Dead but alive. I couldn't take it anymore, I had to get out. 

I screamed in the nightmare but that only took me back to when he gagged me. I couldn't save myself from him, how was I going to save myself now? 

I can't. 

~*~

JAKE POV:

She couldn't leave me, she wouldn't! I looked at her pail, limp-like body, laying in the hospital bed, connected to several machines. My heart ached at the sight of her alive, but dead. She was still living, still breathing, but she couldn't wake up. The occasional thrash here and there, but never wake up. I felt another tear slide down my face. 

She was in a coma. 

She won't be waking up anytime soon, the doctor had told him. He just wanted to punch something, anything. No. He wanted to punch Dale, harder than he had before. This was all his fault and he should be paying for this crime. 

She had been a millimeter away from death. Just like I had been. I shuddered, remembering this is the hospital room I was in, and this was the chair that she cried in. It should've been me in that bed and her in the chair. I'm strong, I could come through. But her, I don't know about. She's just always seemed so delicate to me. 

Just then Braydon walked through the door, "Hey man, how's it goin? Any change with her?" 

I just shook my head in response, not wanting to admit she would probably never wake up. Two more silent tears fell down my face. Braydon set the food he had gotten my down on the side table and came up to me. 

"Hey man, what's wrong?" I looked at him, not wanting to explain everything I felt for Olivia, and how this was pretty much all my fault. 

"The doctor said she won't be waking up anytime soon," It wasn't a lie, it was the truth. He had told me just ten minutes before, and the pain hit me like a bullet - a knife. And I knew what that felt like, thanks to the guy who did this to Olivia. 

Dale. I clenched and unclenched my fists as I thought of him. How could he bear all the guilt from cheating on Olivia, to stabbing me, to asking for her back, to almost killing her? It was like a crazy soap opera, except it was real. 

I got up and excused myself, saying I'd be right back. I went in search for the bathroom and finally found a two stall bathroom. I quickly slipped inside and edged myself over to the sink. I looked in the mirror. The person looking back at me wasn't Jake anymore. He had seen too much, dealt with too much, and felt too much. 

The person in the mirror hard dark circles under his eyes, tear stains on his cheeks, and red puffy eyes. His hair was tossled in every which way and there was a bruise on his jaw. There was only one way to describe how he looked - like utter crap. 

I sighed as I made my way back to the room and watched her sleep her life away. She looked so peaceful, but deep down, I knew that she was hurting, even more than me. I just didn't want to admit it, yet. 

~*~

I was in my nightmare again, but this time I ran, wasn't frozen to the spot. I ran into the boy's locker room and straight into Jake's arms. I hugged him tightly and I heard Braydon knock out Dale. It's what I had wished had happened. But of course, I had chosen that moment to cement my feet to the ground, unwilling to move them. 

What happened next in the nightmare gone good took me off guard and made me wonder what it actually felt like, if I'd ever be able to feel that sensation, or if I was just going to die right here and right now, as if that were my goodbye signal. 

I didn't want it all to end. It felt so good, tasted so sweet, but I had to. I had to let go, to come back to the real world or join others in the Heavens. Right now, it really was do or die. 

I looked at the dreamed up image of Jake and looked into his deep brown eyes, preparing myself for what I was going to say. 

"I love you, Jake," I whispered. 

At the same time he whispered, "I love you, Olivia," 

My heart fluttered as we kissed again, but then everything faded away, to nothing. No more love, hope, or faith. Just darkness. And I felt so vulnerable and alone, as if the monsters I believed in when I was little would pop out at any moment. It was trully frightening and devestating. It was like my life had ended. 

But then I heard a steady line of beeping. 

I was alive, and awake. 

-Author's Note
Short chapter, I know. Sorry! :P okay well i hope you liked it. FAN, VOTE, and COMMENT!! :) this was kinda a filler! :D

-lexx<33