Forbidden Love

Chapter 14

One Week Later

Adrianna's POV

Alot's happened in the past two weeks.

For starters, I was in an mayjor car crash leaving me in pretty bad condition.

The doctor's told me I would be ready to go home any day now but I'm put on bed rest untill the condition of my ribs get better.

Along with being in pain or either high of pain meds, I was finally told the condition of Chris.

His mom came down to my room and told me what everyone else except me already seemed to know.

Chris is in a deep coma that he's not expected to be awakening from any time soon. He was shot three times. One went through his spine, one through his lower stomach, and the last one straight through side of his skull.

The doctors have removed all three of the bullets sucessfully with the exception of two things. One, Chris may not ever walk again. Two, the bullet did damage the part of his brain that holds memories meaning he could suffer from mayjor memory loss.

His parents and the doctors were fully aware of these things before the procedure but they came to a conclusion that there was no other option.

Chris hasn't moved a muscle since he's been in a coma, the only way we know he's alive is from the constant beeping of the heart monitor attached to him.

Despite the terrible attitude my mother has towards this whole situation, the strict bed rest I'm on, and the sharp pains I feel every time I attempt to walk, I managed to sneak up to Chris's hospital room.

I pull up a chair next to his bed and place his hand in mine. It's heart warming how peaceful he looks.

Like he's in a deep, comfortable sleep and wasn't shot three times.

I was told that when someone's in a coma the person can still hear you and is still aware of everything going on. I don't know for sure if it's true, but it's worth a shot.

"Hey... Im not really sure If you can hear me but according to movies I'm pretty sure there is a huge chance you can" I say rubbing circles on his hand with my thumb.

"I'm sorry baby.. I really am. So much craziness has happened so fast. If someone would have told me my boyfriend would be in a coma after being shot three times I honestly wouldn't believe them."

"You know, there's a chance you won't even remember me when you wake up. You might not remember alot of things actually" I continue, as tears stream down my face.

"If you don't remember... I will. I always will. It will hurt like hell and I'll probably drive myself crazy but I will remember us. I'll remember the way your nose flares when you laugh really hard. I'll remember how you hate the color yellow because it reminds you of pee. I'll remember how you never sleep with one leg out from under the blanket because you're scared that ghost from Paranormal Activity is going to drag you down the hallway. And I will remember how I'm insanely,crazily, madly in love with you. More than you will ever know."

I wipe the tears from my eyes and lay my head on his chest, listening to his heart beat.

If the doctors are right and he really does loose alot of his memory, everything will change. If he doesn't remember me, I honestly don't know what I would do.

In movies they're all like "I will make him remember the reasons why we fell in love!" But I doubt that would work.

I could be like Noah in The Notebook and tell him our story, trying to jog back his memories.

I could write him a book based off our rekationship or something. I doubt that would work either, he loss his memory from a gunshot not Alzheimer's.

Ugh, why is life so unfair and confusing?

I give Chris one last kiss before heading back to my own hospital bed. You would think the nurses would notice my dissapearence. I guess they really don't pay attention that much.

Once I make it to my room and into the bed, I call for my nurse and ask for more pain killers. I probably wouldn't have needed them if I didn't just wander through a huge hospital, but she doesn't need to know that.

I take the pills and finally fall asleep.

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"Adrianna, wake up we need to talk to you" my mother says shaking my hand slightly.

"Yeah, what's up?" I say sitting up and noticing Mrs. Johnson sitting on the other side of the room.

"There's good news and some possibly bad news but still good, what do you want first?" she says taking the seat next to my bed.

"Bad news first.." It came out sort of as a question. This time Mrs. Johnson starts to speak.

"Well, Christopher moved his hand this morning. And opened his eyes briefly" she begins before I cut her off.

"Really!? That's good, right? That means he's gonna wake up soon! That's great, how is that bad?"

"Well, we've been talking to alot of doctors and there's no way we can tell at the moment, but at this rate he could still be paralyzed from the waist down" she continues.

"We're thinking of transfering him to a rehabilitation center, to give him a better chance of walking. Obviously since he's still in a coma we don't know for sure yet but its a deffinite option.'

"So.. rehab, that's good too right?" I say.

"Well there isn't a rehab very close to us. Especially for what Chris needs,'"

"Ok, well I saw this rehab facility on TV that was in Key West, it looked pretty nice" I say, still trying to figure out what she's saying.

"Honey, it's not for certain yet, but most likely they have to go out of state. The facility he is going to go to is in Atlanta" my mother says jumping into the conversation.

"Its better for him, for us. We are moving to Atlanta. Well at least if things continue at this rate".

"Moving...?"

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I know, It's been FOREVER like literally. Im super sorry but I promise there will be more updates soon. I have a lot of free time at the moment so look for more updates as the week progresses... I hate authors notes im sorry if this is annoying lol. Vote! Comment! Share!

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