Chapter 4.

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Jack's P.O.V

I walked into the therapy room and Dr.spencer smiled at me. "Good day Jack." I nodded. "Anything going on?" "Again isn't that your job?" I asked. "Im not gonna get anywhere with you Jack if you keep bullshiting me."

Can a doctor even say that? "Maybe I like bullshiting you." "But you don't do you?" "Stop trying to get into my head!" "I can't even try you just kick me out before I get to the door." He stared straight at me right threw my soul.

"Look I don't want to get better. I like being broken. I'm used to it. I don't like change even if it's for the better. Do you even know what it's like? to look at yourself and you're able to blame yourself for a kid getting kidnapped on the news. Only if I had turned down that street. Or your friend gets hurt. What if I had just called them. I deal with that everyday. As stupid as it my seem. It's my brain and it's what I was born with so why mess with perfection?"

Dr.Spencer stared blankly at me. I got up and walked out and walked to Alex's room and sat down.

"Hey Alex." "Hi Jack." I jumped.

"Why is your spirt here?" I asked shutting the door. "I'm trying to come back but it's not working." "Alex the pillow is on the floor have you been smacking yourself with a pillow?" "No dumbass I jumped on my body and I flew threw." "Oh and I'm the dumbass." "Shut up Jackal." "Jackal? Really?" "Best one I could come up with." "Okay Gasfart." "Really?" "Having bad insults is something we have in common." I said cheekily.

"How do I come back jack?" "I don't know. You scream. You jump. Do you really wanna come back." "...Yeah.." "That's it you don't have 100% confidence say it. I wanna come back." "I wanna come back.." "Louder." "I wanna come back." "Come on Alex." "I WANNA COME BACK!" He started to fade I could see the heartbeat on his machine getting faster. "Come on Alex one more time." "I WANNA FUCKING COME BACK!"

Alex was gone and the monitor was going crazy. The doctors ran in and so did Alex's mother. After about 3 minutes the doctor looked over and smiled.

"He's waking up." His mother looked like 10 years had been taken off her. "I'll call Peter." "Okay you,your husband and this young man can only stay in here he will be weak." Isobel nodded.

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It had been about two hours and he's eyes opened. "Peanut butter." What the hell? Doesn't whisper a girlfriends name. I don't know if he's straight.His moms name. His dad. Beau,Austin,Jenna no one just Peanut butter.

Isobel and Peter ran over and just cried over Alex who looked at me and smiled slightly. Either he remembers everything or he doesn't care a creepy stranger is staring at them in their hospital room. I'd be scared if I woke up and some random guy was staring at me.

"How are you feeling?" Mr.Gaskarth asked Alex. "Stiff I wanna move,I want candy." "Alex honey you just woke up you've been asleep for a year." His mom said. "Oh... um is candy illegal now?" Oh...my...god. "No I just think you need to rest for a little bit before you try moving." The look he gave his mother made me nearly pee my pants. "Momma I've been in a coma for a year and I need to rest. I want Reese's." "I'll go get him Reese's." I said. "Thank you Jackie." he said smirking "No problem Alexandria." I smiled and his face fell. "Really?" "Yes." "I hate you." He said throwing a pillow at me. "I know."

"Y'all know eachother?" Mrs.Gaskarth asked. Play it cool. "I used to tutor Jack in math during freshman year." Alex said. "Oh okay." I breathed out a breath I didn't know I had held in. "I'll be back." "Thanks Jack." "No problem Lex." Okay total facepalm. I left the room blushing.

Rule 1. Don't call someone a nickname out of no where.

I got the Reese's and walked back to the room Alex was alone.

"Hey where did your parents go?" "To talk to the doctor about my papers." I nodded and threw the Reese's at him. "Thanks for talking me into coming back Jack." "Oh thank god you remembered. I was worried." "Yeah well I do." "Just asking if you didn't remember what would you have done." "Probably thrown a pillow at you." "You did that anyway." "And?"

Oh he's back alright.

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