You Found Me

Part Eleven

ANSELS POV

"Look I don't want you to get your hopes up kid but there's a 75% chance Diann won't wake up and if she does there is an even greater chance now than before of memory loss. I'm sorry but I'm required to ask this, have you two been intimate at any time?" What the hell kind of question is that, he just told me the love if my life may not wake up and if she does she won't remember me.

"No," I don't like this guy and I definitely don't like talking to him. So I keep my comments quite and answers short, hoping he may leave me alone.

“Okay, do you know when her mother will be back,” can this guy take a hint.

“I don’t know if she ever will,” please leave me the hell alone.

“Well I need someone to sign this.”

“I will,” I say and he hands me a clipboard with papers.

They say stuff about if she doesn’t wake up in the next 20+ days to turn off the mach-what! Fuck no.

“Never mind I’m not signing this and no way in hell is her mother. Now get out,” I’m so pissed off. “Don’t even say anything just leave.”

He just turns and walks out.

Diann has to wake up she just does, I don’t know what I’ll do without her. She is the sun, stars, and moon and without her I am nothing. She brings out the best in me and I love her more than life itself.

I take her hand in mine and kiss it, “please wake up.”

I look like crap right now; I haven’t been home in days. By a number a day’s it’s been eleven since Diann went into a comma. I’m in a stained hoodie and shity pants that I think my dog threw up on, shit my dog wait no he’s at my moms.

All the sudden the door ever so slightly opens Kym, Matt, and Caleb all walk in.

“Ansel,” Caleb shouts and I wipe the tears from my cheeks. “Have you been crying,” he asks.

“No, well yes buddy,” this is the most child like 11 year old I’ve ever met.

“Why,” I lift him up and set him on my knee.

“Well you see your sister isn’t doing so hot and well I love her very much and it’s sad not being able to talk to her.” He laughs and jumps up.

“Ansel you don’t look so hot yourself, you should go home for the night,” Kym says and pats me on my shoulder.

Maybe she’s right I do look like shit and if Diann wakes up I don’t want to look like this. Especially if she forgets me, I want to make a good first impression. I nod my head and walk over to Diann. I lean over and leave a kiss on her forehead, “I love you.”

“Ew gross,” Caleb shouts.

“Not when you’re next,” I grab him and tickle and swing him around in the air.

Before I leave I take one last look at Diann.

…

When I get home I take a shower and lay down for a nap before getting woken up by my phone.

“Hello,” I answer with a sleepy voice.

“Ansel, she’s awake,” Matthew tells me from the other end.

“Does she remember me,” I ask. Now I’m wide awake and putting on my shoes.

“Ansel.”

(HELLO ALL YOU BEAUTIFULL HUMAN BEINGS!! I’m sorry its so short but you know end of the year crap and all that sorry LOVE YALL!!”