(Ariana)
I woke up in what seemed like days later, come to find out I was in a coma for two years. It's funny, how life doesn't stop for you, but you can stop for life. Anyways Hope was right along with me the entire time as life waited for us to begin again. He would sing to me, talk to me and he kept paying for my medical bills and every time he had done so... he refused to let them cut the plug on me. Basically without him I would've died, because Dr. Taylor and Hope were the only people that had fought to keep me alive in my coma like state... even though I was constantly a hair away from death. But eventually they were rewarded... for when I woke up there was most certainly a lot crying... a lot of remarks about disbelief, confusion on my part and most certainly a lot of kissing. But when I had awoken to see his smiling face, I could've sworn that I was in Heaven... but to find out that I was alive... well that was just a miracle within itself. Even to this day, I don't believe it and I don't know if I ever will.
Needless to say I woke up and learned the whole story. "You see the body has a certain pain threshold..." Dr Taylor began and basically he continued to tell me that the human body can only bear about 45 units of pain before it passes out and that women have a higher tolerance for when in labor they can bear up to 57 units of pain which is the same as 20 bones being fractured at the same time. However I had hit 60 units of pain before my body had finally given out on me. After I had passed out they put the defibrillator on me and Hope passed out as well due to the traumatic stress I had given him as well as the concussion that my father had given him... when he had hit him in the head with that fire extinguisher that is. As for my father, well he couldn't be punished for his crimes since Dr. Taylor had taken his life in an attempt to save mine. My father's body was burned to ashes and he didn't get a funeral since he had no one left in this world that loved him... and the only person that possibly could have... was stuck in a coma because of his actions. All he got was a tombstone.
It then struck me that my father was no longer alive. I felt horrible that the sick twisted man never got a chance to live, I mean then again he was the only blood I had left. But at the same time I felt a huge surge of relief. I mean... I know it's weird that after all of this that I could still feel bad for him, even though he had tried to kill me. But... I mean he was my father after all. As for his "cousin" that was a cop, come to find out he was really just a friend that has committed several crimes as well! However he's never been caught due to the fact that he is the last expected person to do so since he was a cop. He is now facing the death sentence for murder as well as helping several others in their murder attempts.
But as always life resumed, Hope and I went back to school... but it turned out that they had already given us our diplomas since there was only two weeks of our senior year left and also since we had already filled out all of the requirements. However the school board had heard of what had happened and had felt horrible that they couldn't do anything to stop it and so... they called back all of the kids from our old class and held a miniature graduation, just to see Hope and I walk that stage and graduate. But I wasn't going to walk, not because I didn't want too... but because I couldn't and I was originally supposed to go in a wheel chair since I could barely walk at all due to all of the muscle depletion that has been afflicted upon my body, just from not using any of my muscles in over a two year period. However... Hope decided to carry me across that stage instead. It was a funny scene, but most certainly one that I would never forget. For all of our peers were cheering us on at the top of their lungs and that was something that made us smile.
It was definitely a memorable moment and it made me think that everything and anything you go through in high school, even though it may seem like a big deal at the time... well it really doesn't matter once it's all over. For as Hope carried me on that stage, all of his seventy three sluts were there to cheer him on with their new boyfriends as he carried his seventy third across that stage. As for everyone else, I was just so happy that they could finally understand me. But even so... I couldn't care less, for at least we were alive. A few months after that, I was the maid of honor in Jack and Lacey's wedding in the month of September. Even though I could've sworn that she'd hate my guts if I were ever to survive. She somehow forgave me the minute I opened my eyes to this world once again and we've been closer ever since because of it.
Hope and I took off the rest of that year just to get myself through rehabilitation, so that I would be able to walk again and have full health. That summer however, we decided to celebrate my full recovery on a trip to the "Ice Cream City" in "Tokyo Japan" and while there Hope and I had finally um... done the deed and it was the most beautiful experience I've ever had. But don't worry, for we didn't have children until later in our life when we were experienced and ready and we only had three children. Two were twin boys named Ian and Anthony, Anthony was named after my beloved father's real name... the one we knew before he went insane, before we gave him the name of Jetch and Ian was named after Hope's father... the one that took his life.
But our boys... they both had their fathers eyes and my blond hair. However they were sweet and loving, but I think Lacey has had a horrible impact upon them, for they are always recking havoc and causing such mischief. As for the third child, we had a beautiful baby girl by the name of Serah, in honor of my mother and she was a spitting image of Hope and he spoiled her relentlessly. But I'm getting ahead of the story here!
Well after Japan, we went on to college, he went to Yale to study journalism and I to Julliard to study art and music. We wrote letters to each other each and everyday and in the end I found out that he had wrote my story... our story."
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Suddenly the red head before me looks down at the book within her hands. "He got it published and named it..."
"Rejecting Hope..."
We both say simultaneously, she smiles at me with such a big smile. "Come to find out the title is a huge Irony huh?" This causes her to be filled with so much laughter that she can barely even retain it.
"So what happens after that?" She smiles mischievously knowing all too well what happens next. I take the book from her hands and smile.
"Life..."
She smiles such a beautiful smile and I run a hand through her pixie like hair. "Your look so beautiful Abigail." She smiles shyly. "Oh yeah, ever since the cancer went away it's been growing back and fast!"
"Ha ha, not the hair Abigail you... you are beautiful."
"Hm, maybe... but I'm nothing compared to the bride."
It was then that Lacey and Mrs. Esthiem comes into the room.
"Yo bitch, do you look hot yet? Because I need some cake and I need it now! Because this dream cloud wedding theme is feeling really cheesy!"
It was then that Mrs. Esthiem smacks her in the back of her head and Lace giggles.
"You know I'm only joking, but man Arie... you do look beautiful and the stary night with the fake clouds kind of makes it feel like Heaven in there." She smiles so beautifully at me.
"Are you ready Ms. Raines?" I look over to Mrs. Esthiem as I smile widely.
"Ready for what? To have your last name? To finally be apart of a family of my own or to marry the man that I have and will always love?"
"All of it." She smiles.
"Yes, without a doubt yes."
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Rejecting Hope (Old Copy)
Teen FictionAriana has stopped talking to Hope, and he doesn't know why. Was it the fact that he told her he loved her? Or does it have something to do with her mother's death or her abusive father? After having been friends for their entire childhood, Ariana j...
