faking| mitch marner (completed)

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I heard the sound of a door open and close. Foot steps come to a stop as they reach beside me.

A deep husky voice speaks, "Is he going to be ok?"

I slowly turn my head to the familiar voice. Clay looks at my with tears. I know he's been an ass but can be a sweet guy.

"The doctor said he's in a coma. They don't know when he'll wake up." I replied.

"Mitch is strong, he always has been. He'll make it through this. He just has to fight like hell." Clay says to try and comfort me.

Soon after 10 minuets of silence both of Mitch and Clay's parents come in he room. Giving me hugs, crying in my arms.

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Looking out the window of the hospital cafeteria, at the snow on the ground. Wishing Mitch would wake up soon. It's been officially 6 days since he's been in the coma.

Auston has came by the hospital to make sure Mitch was ok and to say sorry. I know he didn't do anything but he feels like it's his fault.

Auston was on the ice when Mitch was hit.

I went up the the room after 2 hours of staring at the snow thinking of everything and anything to keep me from going crazy.

Holding Mitch's hands, " I need you to wake up baby. I need you more than ever, I can't live without you in my life," I confessed as my voice cracked.

" Your my soulmate, my everything. I know you'll get a Stanley cup. We can get married, have beautiful kids and Grow old together. I love you Mitch." I said rubbing my thumb across his hand.

A minute later I feel a hand grabbing mine. I look at him in shock as his eyes slowly open.

"Mitch!" I screamed.

I kissed him on the forehead and I hear him try to chuckle but all he did was cough.

"I'll be right back." I told him as I ran to go tell a nurse Mitch is awake.

1 week later he was released from the hospital. We flew back to Toronto. I ended up moving in with Mitch to take care of him.

Mitch is ready to go back to hockey but the doctors say he's going to be out for a few months.

I guess it's a perfect time to ask him if heard everything I confessed to him.

Sat next to him on the couch, resting my head on his shoulder.

"Can I ask you something?" I asked him questionably.

"Yeah anything babe." He smiles.

"Right before you moved your hands when you woke up did you hear what I said to you?" I asked wondering.

"Yeah." He replied looking at me.

"What did you think?" I thought out loud.

"I..." he paused.

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