I M A G I N E S G A L O R E

I Don't Wanna Loose You 🥀 O2

Y/N.

Days, weeks, months, even a year passed since the incident. Christopher was still in a coma, still showing no signs of waking up. I was starting to loose hope. I had to admit that I really found comfort in Trey.

Tiana was there for me too but I found in Trey, what I always found in Christopher. Confinement, peace and laughter. He made a process a little better.

Oh, and... we kissed. Like heavy make out. It was all uncalled for and we promised never to talk about it to anyone or amongst ourselves again. But it was eating me inside, I knew I had to come clean because I had already done so much damage in Chris's life.

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It was already difficult having Ro crying every other day, especially after she had seen her father, which is why Chris's mom and sister Lytrell suggested she moved in with them, just to distract her.

My thoughts were distracted by a slight shift in his hand. I always held his hand every time I came to visit. Even if I just sat in silence, all I did was hold his hand.

Then it moved again, this time so vividly.

"Chris... baby can you hear me?"

Another shift.

I stayed calm, holding my excitement in before I could call the nurses. A small smile appeared on my face.

Then his eyes slowly opened. I immediately started crying.

"Ch- Chris, you're- you're awake! He's awake, oh my goodness, NURSE!" I yelled as I repeatedly tapped the assistance button.

2 nurses and a doctor came rushing in.

"He's awake! He's awake, Doc."

All Chris did was take his surroundings in, looking very confused. I could see his pale face come to life again.

"Mr Brown, welcome back! I have to admit that it's a miracle that you're awake again. And all thanks to your wife-"

"Girlfriend."

"I th- ink I might just... make her my... wife," Chris replied above a whisper, speaking really slowly.

We were all shook.

"Apologies, girlfriend. She was the one who insisted we keep the machines on. Very courageous woman, this one. Anyway, we're gonna run some tests just to make sure you're alright and we'll probably keep you here for about 3 weeks at the most just to monitor you." The doctor said.

"Thank you so much Doc. For everything." I kindly thanked him with a hug.

He was a very tall, Caucasian man. Not too thin or chubby.

"It's my job. I'll give you guys some space and I'll be back in a few." He said before walking out, leaving the nurses to help Chris.

"What's my name? Do you remember me? You know you got a daughter right? Her name is Roya-"

He smiled.

"Yes, Y/N. I remember you, I don't exactly remember how I got here but I know I got a daughter, 3 dogs, 15 lambos and I like drawing." He replied, ever so slow.

I shared a laugh with the nurses.

3 loooonnnggg weeks later...

I was back at the hospital to get my man because he was getting discharged. No words could describe the amount of happiness I was feeling right now. But I still felt a bit guilty about what happened with Trey.

We were waiting on the nurses to help him freshen up. Everyone was here, including Trey but Tiana was away for work.

"I have to do it, Tremaine. I'm telling him." I softly said, not that anyone cared cause they were too busy in their own conversations.

"Y/N, we talked about this. He can't know. Especially not now."

"I can't go on like this, okay! I have to come clean!" I said, gradually raising my voice.

"Y/N, if you know what's good for you, you'll just that smart ass mouth up."

I ignored him and walked to Chris being helped onto the wheelchair. I thanked the nurses one more time and took over.

"Hey, can we talk?" I leaned towards his ear.

"Now? Babe can't it wait? All I wanna do is eat some soul food and see my daughter.

Trey, probably assuming that I had told him, looked up from his phone and gave me a death glare.

"Alright Maurice. But this is really important."

"Dang girl, I just got out of a coma and you already 'wanna talk'? We'll deal with it later."

I sighed and continued pushing him towards everybody else. Everyone was overjoyed for his return. I sighed out of frustration, cause I felt so bad for pressuring him already but I really needed to tell him.