A Dislike For Purple

Chapter 28

Doctors and nurses rushed around as I came into the hospital. They pushed me through the halls, Jessica was quick to keep up and Malcolm was turned away. Jessica claimed me as her sister to be let in. I just followed my body where ever they took me. They immediately started to pump my stomach, I had my eyes closed for most of it. I could feel my physical body but only slightly like I was connected but distant. I felt my image strengthen and I knew I'd pull through but I was in a coma for now. I sat with my physical body and listened as Jessica spoke with the police. The police couldn't charge anyone with anything or even help. Jessica looked like a tired mess and I couldn't help but feel responsible. The monitors in the room beeped to a steady heart rate. My face looked sickly, my arms were stuffed with IVs and I was attached to oxygen. Jess slept at my bedside as I sat away from myself on the hospital couch glaring out the window. I contemplated a lot of things, like how I got here... I believe the alcohol forced me out of my body, any other time I purposely jumped out and I was energy. Here, I feel like a faint image of myself just floating. The rest of me was in my body healing slowly or so I hoped. I also contemplated leaving the hospital, this form wasn't as strong but I could travel anywhere free of ties. No more kilgrave... It felt as if I couldn't be free of him, It felt as if Jess and I would have to run.. Forever. I think she felt that way too. She wanted to run, she tried to take off before... But stayed. I couldn't leave her here, her and Trish needed me. Then I remembered Trish, she wanted Jess to call her and I couldn't say anything now...

~~Next Morning~~

A call came to the room, Jess sat up just enough to speak clearly.

"Hello?... Yes. Send her up. Thank you"
Jess seemed to liven up a bit. I stayed still, in my same spot by the window. I watched over Jess all night as she watched me. The door popped open and Trish came in.

"Oh my God Jess, I heard you were here but I didn't hear what happened." They hugged and Jess had to pretend like she wasn't hurt. Trish saw through it like any real best friend would.

"She got into my drawer and drank a bottle of whiskey" Jess and Trish sat at the couch next to me.

"The whole thing?" Trish questioned.

"Yes..." Jess replied and I could feel her guilt.

"Jess... Im so sorry. What have the doctors said?" she asked.

"She's in a coma." Jessica words hung in the air for a moment.

"...will she pull through?"

"Don't know, " Jess sounded cold.

"Hey, shes gonna be alright... Do you think shes just traveling? She did it before!" Trish said and I perked up.

"No, I don't think so. She would be dead right now, when she travels she doesn't stay in the her body..." Jess started. A nurse walked into the room.

"How is she doing?" Trish asked concerned. The nurse tended to the monitors and exchanged the bags of fluid.

"She's doing well, considering, " the nurse said.

"Considering?" Trish asked.

"Yeah, the girl drank herself into a coma..."

"And are you suggesting something, " Trish tensed.

"Uh,oh no! I just- here" the nurse handed papers to Trish and scurried away. Trish looked down to the papers.

"What is it?" Jess asked.

"Just some coma info... Its offering counseling, " Trish said trying to hand Jess the papers. She refused. A woman came in.

"Hello, Im on the support team... Im here to-"

"Thank you but I don't need to talk to anyone" Jess interrupted. Trish shot her a look.

"Oh no, you mid understand, the therapy is for the patient, "

"But shes in a coma?" Jess questioned.

"Yes, and in this case Emma is perfectly healthy to wake up but she seems to be choosing not to... The therapy includes someone coming in each day to read her a book, something she likes or music-"
Her words faded into the background... I wasn't simply choosing to stay, I couldn't get in my body! Something wasn't right and I hoped Jessica didn't play into what the lady was saying.

"Yeah no thank you, " Jess said cutting off the lady. Trish saw the lady out in a very nice and apologetic manner. Trish turned to Jess.

"What the hell was that?"

"Emma isn't choosing to be in a comma! Something isn't right..."

"Okay, well if you're sure how do we help? What can we do that a doctor can't?" Trish said in a condescending way.

"What the hell is reading a book gonna do! She's trapped in her damn body and I know it. I just know it..." Jess went silent after.

"Okay, I'm sorry. I want to help... What do you have in mind?"