Coma

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God, I don't want to die yet, please, I DON'T WANT TO DIE!

*BANG*

The ringing in my ears clogs my thoughts. And all I see is nothing but her smirk and then black.

*End of Y/n's POV*

*Adam's POV*

Adam: "Y/N!!"

I see her body collapse to the floor, blood spilling out of her side. I look at Carrie and she just smiles as she has her hands cuffed. She looks over to me with the most wildest, crazy look on her face.

Carrie: "You're finally mine. Mine. I love you. Adam. I love you."

Policemen cuff her and take her away while she was still looking at me. I huffed out a breath and still felt the adrenaline pumping through my veins.

I looked over to Y/n and she was just laying there.

Doctor: "We gotta take her to the emergency room!"

Nurse: "Get me a cloth!"

I hear all this panic and I started to worry. I started to get up but a nurse came over and took me by the arm and she nodded. She lead me to a wheel chair and I sat down.

I started to follow the doctors and nurses taking Y/n to the emergency room. When I was about to enter a nurse said

Nurse: "I'm sorry sir but you have to wait out here. I know you want to see her but you can't right now. Hold on for a couple of minutes."

I sigh and I wait.

~~Time skip~~

It has been 20 minutes. I look at my phone which is at 8%

I look over and see the doctors taking Y/n to a room. I followed them and I just hear one of them panic and say

Doctor: "That maniac of a woman made this girl go into shock and go into a coma."

I hear ringing in my ears and my heart stops beating. I feel my stomach plummet. I can't hear anything, my eyes start to not function and all I see is blur.

I hear people saying something but I can't hear words.

I just can't.

Y/n, in a coma?

What if she doesn't wake up?

Oh God. No.

Then before I pass out I have one final thought.

Tim. Why the hell didn't you save her?

Then all I feel is my eyelids grow heavy and then

*End of Adam's POV*

*Y/n's POV*

I feel the pounding in my head. As I sit up and rub my head, I move my hand and feel something is a bit off. But I don't know what.

I slowly open my eyes and take in the bright light outside my window. I see what I've been seeing for the past few days. It's my room. I look around. I see my walls covered in my favorite color. And I see floral decorations. I smile as I look out the window. A backyard that was nothing but filled with grass and a couple of puppy dog toys.

I hum out a breath as I get up and head to the kitchen.

Y/n: "Hey mom."

As she turns around, her gentle smile makes me tear up. I've been doing this for some odd reason. But...why?

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