My Ex-friend, a Wish and Me

Chapter 7 (He's Awake!)

Chapter 7                 He’s Awake!

How could I have done that to him? How long has Vivienne been going through this alone? I guess I was never that friend that would always stick by his side when he needed me. I left her when he needed me the most. I left him when he was depressed and sick. What kind of friend am I? I’m a monster that’s what I am. I stopped being his friend when all he was trying to do was help my brother. Now he’s alone with no one in the world. I put my head in my hands. I can’t believe I did that. I was a terrible friend to Vivienne.

I sat in the hospital room waiting for Vivienne to wake up. I’ll stay by Vivienne’s side until the end. I was going to be that friend she never had. My heart fluttered at the thought of this. I know it sounded girly but it did. I think I’m starting to get feelings for Vivienne again. All I want is for her to feel happy and not alone. I want to be that friend that she can rely on again.

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I had been sitting in this hospital chair for a week now. Vivienne still hasn’t woken up yet. The doctors are starting to get worried that she isn’t going to wake up. I was getting worried too. What if he never wakes up again? Will I be able to get my body back if Vivienne dies? I hope I do but it would be weird because Vivienne died in my body so everyone will think I died. Then everyone will be really confused and I would have to explain everything.

“What are you thinking about?”

I looked up and saw Vivienne smiling at me. It was a weak smile but I would take it any day other than her being dead. I got up and walked over to Vivienne. I pulled him into a hug. I felt him wince under my touch. I pulled back quickly and looked at Vivienne.

“Did I hurt you?” I asked.

He shook His head and spoke, “No.”

I smiled. At least I didn’t hurt him. I walked back to my chair and sat down. I watched Vivienne as he tried to make himself comfortable. I walked over and handed Vivienne the remote that moves the bed. He adjusted the bed and smiled at me.

“Thanks,” Vivienne said, “How long have I been out for?”

“A week,” I told him.

“Oh, what happened? The last thing I remember is flying through the air,” Vivienne told me.

“Well you passed out before you hit the ground and was admitted to the hospital. You have a severely broken and a broken ankle. You also have a broken arm, a couple of broken ribs, road rash all over your face and stitches here and there on your arms and face. Also you have cuts on your one wrist. What’s going on? How long have you been self-harming for?” I asked.

I saw surprise and worry cross his face. There must be more to the story than I know about.

Vivienne let out a sigh before continuing, “Well it start when you got really mad at me for helping out Matt and it just escalated from there. Look on both your wrists and you’ll see about two years’ worth of self-harming. I’m sorry I did it on your body. I regretted it after I did it,” Vivienne hung his head in shame.

“It’s nothing to be ashamed about. It’s life. You can pull through and beat this. I know you can. You are strong,” I told Vivienne.

Vivienne’s heart monitor spiked up. It started to beep really loud. What did I do? What’s happening? A nurse came rushing in to check on her. When she entered the room, she smiled. It wasn’t the same nurse that I had become friends with over the time. She was a different nurse. The nurse was hot but I’m changing my ways now. I want Vivienne to see that I can change. I want to make things up to him. I want us to be friends and possibly more than friends. I’ll do anything in my power to make it up to Vivienne. Even if I fall in love with Vivienne, I won’t push her away like last time.

Once the nurse was done she left Vivienne and I alone. Vivienne watched me with a careful eye. He was analyzing me and my moves. I know Vivienne has always wanted to be a therapist and he has been practicing for a while. He likes to analyze people and know what they’re thinking about. I tried to put on a blank face so Vivienne wouldn’t be able to read my expression but he still saw through it.

“You feel sorry and want to become friends again,” Vivienne told me.

How did he know that? Vivienne was never that good. Yeah, sure he was good but Vivienne was never that good.

“How… how do you know?” I asked dumbfounded.

“I read you but I’m not expecting it until you actually say it,” Vivienne told me seriously.

“I know. Vivienne I’m sorry that I was a really jackass to you and made you feel bad. Can we be friends again? I really miss hanging out with you,” I told her.

“Well…”

I'm back! Did you miss me? Huh? Huh? Huh? I'm a wreak right now but feeling much better! Thanks for asking! How are you guys and gals doing? Hope you enjoyed this short chapter. I wanted to a Jared's POV without Vivienne and this was how the outcome came. So once again sorry for the short chapter. 

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