Mack

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     It's been about a week and a half since Bella was put into a coma. The hours, days, and weeks have been kinda blending together.
      She went into cardiac arrest a few times, causing her to be moved to the ICU and Noah to go into his "numb episodes". In one of his episodes he just goes into shock. He doesn't resist but doesn't voluntarily move when they usher us out of the room. When we're out of the room, he stands there with the same blank expression on his face. When someone asks if he's alright, he doesn't respond. He completely shuts down.
     Luke's been there for us this whole time. He understood and talked to her although he'd never met her. I have a feeling he likes me but I'm not sure quite yet.
     Noah's falling apart. He's not eating, hardly sleeping, and when he does sleep, it's either on the couch directly right to her or he falls asleep while talking to her, her hand still in his.
     "Noah, wake up," Zuddy said, shaking his shoulder a bit. "Get ready for chemo and please eat something while you're at it."
     "I'm not hungry." He groaned.
     "You haven't eaten in days, Noah." I spoke up.
     "Not helping," he looked up at me almost threateningly, "Zuddy, I swear I am not hungry."
     "Fine. Mackenzie, please make sure he gets ready."
     "Will do Zuddy."
     While Noah was in chemo, Luke and I strung up strings of Christmas lights I had meant to put in my room but  decided this was more important. I had asked Zuddy and Alyssa to print out some pictures I had taken of Noah and Bella of the past ten months we had known each other.
     "Can you please especially print that one? It's Noah's favorite." The photo I pointed out to her was one I had taken right before everything started tumbling down. It was of Noah and Bella hugging while Noah's kissing Bella's head.
     About fifteen to twenty minutes later, Alyssa and Zuddy came back with the pictures. We didn't exclude the pictures to only the Christmas lights, but all around the room.
     When Noah got back from chemo, he had an IV in his hand and had to stay in his room for the rest of the day.

A.N. Hey guys!!! Like I said, I'm spamming tonight so I'm not going to write an A.N. for the next part unless I really feel I need to say something. Anyway, I love you so so much and I'll see y'all later, byeeee!!!💕💕💕💕
     

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