AN a couple of hours have passed in between now and last chapter so yeah...something's have changed between now and last chapter ex no neckbrace
July 18th, 2014; 6pm, Virginia Hospital Center, ICU
Cassidy's POV
Morgan walks in; he looks so relieved to see me that he could cry.
"Cassidy." He says over joyed.
"Morgan, don't blame yourself. I know it looks bad, but I'll be okay."
"I should have been more careful. I'm so sorry."
"Morgan, look at me. I am alive. Isn't that good enough?" I asked him.
"No, I couldn't protect you."
"Something's are out of our control. This is one of those things."
He sits in the chair next to my bed, holding my hand. Using the other hand to stroke a strand of hair from my face.
"What happened to the people from the other car?" I whispered.
"Cassidy." Morgan looked at me with sympathy. "Not people, it was just one drunk teenage boy."
"Morgan..."
"He died." Morgan told me.
I could feel tears sting in my eyes. I hate death.
"Shh..." He cooed. "Don't cry."
I did try to stop, but it didn't work very well. So I cried myself to sleep.
Morgan's POV
Rossi came back in soon after Cassidy fell asleep.
"I know that look. Morgan, it's not your fault."
I turned to Rossi.
"What if she died?"
"I don't know. What if she had, what would you have done? Think about it Morgan, she's alive."
I stayed silent, watching her sleep.
"After what happened, her waking up was a miracle. That's enough for me."
I nod. I know the doctors thought the brain damage was so extensive she'd never wake up. But she did; I should be happy. So why can't I just feel relieved?
