lost

I cant take this anymore (colby)

Sorry for so much time skips, that's what terrible writers do but I don't want to make this 100 chapters when I could end with the same result in 20 or less :)

Four months have passed, and he hasn't woken up. I am going insane at this point. I don't know what to do. I am seriously in my feelings.

*the day of the support being taken off*

I wish that this day could never pass. If it doesn't pass, Sam might survive more than if it does pass. I moped around my house to get my clothes. I didn't even shower. I just wanna get to the hospital and see Sam.

I'm at the hospitals parking lot. I'm trying to be strong, but honestly, it's super hard. Every time I hear his name I want to cry. Another day without my best friend. Yes, it sounds like we are lovers, but he is just the best thing to have ever happen to me. If we'd have never met, I would've had stayed Damian's friend, and I'd probably have started bullying Sam as well...

Might be triggering. Proceed with caution.

I pulled up my sleeves. I really shouldn't, but I'm going to. This has me messed up. I grab my box cutter and make three moderately deep cuts into my arm. I clean the blood, bandage my cuts, and pull my sleeve back down. Hopefully no one with notice.

Over

I walked into the hospital and went up to Sam's room. A part of me hoped he had woken up, but as I expected, he was still lying unconscious on the hospital bed. The doctor turned towards me, "Good you are here. Since all his family is dead, only you can tell me when to take him off." I looked at him and furrowed my eyebrows. All his family is dead? He never told me this. "J-just, p-please get it over with." I choked out. I don't want this to happen but it needs to.

"Are you sure, Mr. Brock? By law (I am making this up because i want to add words and make it interesting) I am required to tell you that this is a final decision. If he is not able to breathe on his own, we, unless its an exception, are not allowed to put him back on life support." The doctor said. "Yes, I am sure." I said, my thoughts swirling my mind.

He took him off. The doctor said, "We are to wait a few seconds to see if he survives. If his breathing fails, then we begin the next phase." I nodded, staring at Sam in hopes his chest will continue rising and falling.

The monitor started beeping loudly and fast. What does this mean!?!?!? Please survive Sam, I need you. The doctor must've read my mind, because he said "This is a good thing. The beeping means his heart is jump starting itself. He will survive." The doctor said.
I reacted slowly. It took me a few seconds to grasp what he said before I started crying, happy tears of course.

Yay he survives!!!!!