{3 months later}
It's been 4 months and still no Beca, awake. The police caught the people and I guess broke them enough to make them admit to what they had done. I haven't ate, I haven't slept. I haven't talked. What's the point? Aubrey and them keeps trying to take me home but I'm attached to Beca. I don't think I've moved from this seat. Moved from holding Beca's hand. There's no need to move, besides pee. But the bathroom's right in the room and I don't have to leave, Bec.
"Chloe, you need to get up," I hear Aubrey's voice as she walked in the room. I turned my head to the door to see her, Amy, and Emily. I look away, back at Beca.
"Oh come on Chloe!" Amy semi- shouted. "There's a nice ginger out side that you could be talking to." I turn and glare at Amy. She shakes her head. 'C'mon Chloe. Beca's asleep. The doctors say it's possibly going to be another month or two!"
"A month or two!?" I wanted to shout. But I kept my month shut and just shook my head and stared at Beca.
"Look Chloe. I read the letter and she wants us to live our lives. She wants us to be happy. You have to let her go," Aubrey speaks softly. I stand up quickly, making my chair fly behind me.
"NO! YOU DON'T GET TO TELL ME TO LIVE MY LIFE AND BE HAPPY. MY HAPPINESS IS HER. AND GUESS WHAT? SHE'S NOT HERE! SHE'S IN A HELL HOLE AND I CAN'T GET HER OUT. I CAN'T GET HER OUT BECAUSE I WAS TOO STUPID TO SEE HER HURTING." I pause and clench my fists. 'WITHOUT HER IM DROWNING. SO I DONT WANT TO HERE I NEED TO LET HER GO. BECAUSE IF SHE WAKES UP AND NOBODIES HERE FOR HER, WHAT IS SHE GOING TO FEEL? SHE'S GOING TO FEEL HURT. SHE'S GOING TO FEEL PAIN. IM STAYING. AND THAT'S FINAL!" I grab my chair and pull it back to the bed and sit down. Completely avoiding everyone now. But I feel myself become dizzy. Black spots start appearing. I feel myself rock back and forth.
"Chloe?" I hear Emily's voice. I shut my eyes for a moment and then reopen. I felt fine then. "Chloe, you alright?" There was worriness in Emily's voice. I simply nodded my head yes. I look over at Emily and see Amy and Aubrey have left the room.
"I don't know how much longer I can keep going Emily," I whisper. Emily slowly walks over and sits on Beca's bed.
"But you can, Chlo. You have to be strong, for her. Due good on her," Emily whispers, responding to me. I look over at Beca and look at her. So lifeless. So pale. So cold.
"I just...I want to protect her. I want her to wake up," I whisper. Emily nods her head.
"I know. We all do."
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I'm Still Hurting //Bechloe Fanfic//
Fanfic"I've been hurting for a long while," I whisper. "Wanting to tell her how much I loved her...but...but I just couldn't bring myself to say it. And she's had the same problem. Now look." I look up and look at Beca. "And now I'm still hurting."
