Wishing for More Good Days

Who Are You

A/N This will have different points of views. Firstly was Jessica's Father, Then Jessica herself (though she is in a coma she can still experience some of the things, as well as waking up), and lastly will be BTS's point of view. I really hope you enjoy. I feel like the book is just another one of the terrible books on here, but thanks to my friends I continue :) Thank You Guys

Jessica's POV:

At this point I don't know where I am, who I am, or even what is going on. Everything is black. I can hear things around me, but I feel pinned like I can't move. I can't open my eyes, I can't talk, nothing at all. 

Around me somewhere there is a machine that is constantly beeping. It gets pretty annoying. For some reason I feel like I'm in a hospital. It would only make sense. The beeping, the hushed tone people use when there talking to me, even though I can't respond back, and the random pokes from something, I assume there needles. It hurts. 

There is a really nice lady that comes in everyday since I've been here. She reads a book to me everyday. She also talks to sweetly to me. I only wish I could wake up and thank her for being here with me. I assume she is a nurse on this floor. 

She calls me Jessica. I'm assuming that's my name. My memories are rather foggy. I don't remember much of who I was, or what my life was like before I came here. I don't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing. She tells me that though my father hasn't come and see me he will come. Don't worry. 

I just wish I could escape the darkness. Though I know people are around me, I feel lonely. It's upsetting. It's like being in a dark void, time passes by me like nothing. I don't even know how many days have gone by. It just seems like I'm floating into nothingness. Is that even a word? Nothingness? 

Today it seems a little weird. I know somebody is in my room but its not the nice lady. Whoever it is smells like mint and liquor, which kind of scares me a little. I don't understand what is going on. 

Whoever it was very silent. Almost like they were thinking of something. Could this be my father that the nurse was talking about? 

I heard the door close and a chair scrape across the room and towards it. The sound was about deafening. It hurt my ears so badly. The sound just rolling around in my head and I couldn't escape it. Something is wrong. 

After the noise stopped I felt like I was being strangling. I wanted to claw at the invisible hands that constricted around my throat, but my hands wouldn't move. I begged for someone to come in. 

I could hear the annoying beeping machine become more frantic. The nurses have to know something is wrong. I try to gasp for air. People are outside the door beating on it causing the invisible hands to tighten their grip on my neck further. 

At this my eyes flew open and I coughed and gagged attempting to get any ounce of air I could. The once invisible hands now visible. A burly man I didn't recognize wanted me dead and it seems he will succeed.  

The last thing I remember is the door slamming open and several people rushing in, then nothing. White light. This must be it. No more beeping machines, no more pain and needles, no more being strangled. Just peace.