Bad Boy Saved Me From Suicide

You Again

 ~~~~~~Recap~~~~~~

"This often happens with many patients who are in a coma. Obviously she is fighting to wake up, but things such as this take time son. It could have been a spasm as well, this often happens as well. But I wouldn't get your hopes up quiet yet. She needs all the love and support she can get in a time such as this." He said, dropping my hopes in the slightest as he left the room. You could tell all of us were down a little at the news, but like he said, we had to stay strong for her in this time of need. And that's exactly what we are going to do, as a whole. We are going to bring my princess back if its the last thing I do. Talk to her as much as we can to show her we aren't giving up on her, and neither should she. Because we love her. We're one big, dysfunctional family, and we are going to get through this together. That's what families do. Stick with each other through thick and thin. I could see they were all thinking the same thing.

"Twinsiesssss!" Ethan suddenly shouted making us all laugh, but you could see their determination. This is for you Em.

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   We all looked around the room, seeing the fatigue in everyone's eyes, the hunger clear as well. So we decided that Eth would stay while we all went home, took some showers and a quick nap, and I would bring back the food after my shower. I'd just nap here with my princess. I hated leaving her, but I knew she'd be ok with Eth. As I walked through the waiting room, I passed by River, and looked away quickly, knowing just seeing his face triggered by anger. We all got into our cars and went our separate ways for the time being. 

   "I'll be back soon princess," I whispered looking back at the hospital building before pulling out of the parking lot and embarking back home.

  ~~~River's POV~~~

    There was one thing going through my head constantly. What the fuck have I done? Replaying in my head like one of those annoying tunes that get stuck in your head. No matter how hard you try to push it down, it stays there, replaying, driving you crazy. I haven't seen or talked to my daughter since I left and took Ethan. I'm a terrible father. The worst part is I have no excuse. I was just so... so broken and I couldn't take the reminder. Yet I left her there. I left her. My princess. I left her to get hurt everyday. I can never take that back, I cant go back and take her with me, save her like a dad should. That will always be my biggest regret. 

   My stomach was tied in knots as I stood outside her door seeing her tied up to all the machines and IVs. Seeing her so pale and lifeless like this was like a punch in the gut. And now, looking at her, she was a beautiful young woman. She's grown so much and I missed it all. Her quince, her 16th, some of the most important birthdays of her life. And I missed them all. Because I was selfish and couldn't call, or even take her away from all of this. I should've saved my princesa. 

   I walked into the room and sat next to her bed, grabbing her hand softly. I took a deep breathe, as I felt my eyes get glassy and knew the waterworks would go off any second. 

    "Principessa, I'm here. I know I'm here way too late. And I will never forgive myself for that, so I don't blame you if you never do either. But I do want you to know that I'm here to stay, I wasn't there when you needed me most because I was too busy feeling sorry for myself. And that wasn't fair to you. You never had a steady father figure to teach you things and be there for you. To show you how a man should treat you. Instead, I did the exact opposite. I left you alone with your witch of a mother. And she hurt you, and I didn't save you. I couldn't be there when you needed me and I'm so sorry principessa. I missed all the important birthdays, all those years, all that time we can never get back. But sweetie, I love you more than anything in the whole world. You were my principessa, my only baby girl and I fucked up bad. But I'm not leaving you, not now. Not ever. But please come back to us. I will do whatever it takes." At this point I couldn't hold back the tears as they fell down my face, wetting her hand. When I looked down at her small, pale hand in mine, I saw it squeeze, and smiled, feeling a bit of hope.

   After I said what I needed, I slowly got up, wiping my tears and giving her a kiss on the forehead. But as I began to walk away, I felt a tug at the hem of my shirt. I froze and began to slowly turn, to face my princesa, with here eyes beginning to slowly open up.

   "Dad..." she said so softly, almost to the point of being inaudible, "you're here..."

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woah. sorry for the cliffhanger butttttttttt shittttttttt.