Colby Brock x Reader | A Chance Just For Me

Chapter 17 - Is he Okay?!

Chapter 17 - Is he Okay?!

Y O U

They finally released me from the hospital.

3 months later

I missed 3 months of my life. 3 months because of some person who thought it would a good idea to SHOOT MY BOYFRIEND AND PUT US ALL IN THE HOSPITAL.

I still don't even know if he's okay or not. He hasn't been released yet because he is still in a coma.

I'm worrying about him so much, that in afraid I'd be put back into the hospital because of my stress.

My phone rings, taking me away from my thoughts as I'm strolling down the street. Hoping the sounds and sights would take my mind off of everything that has happened.

I pull my phone out of my pocket, and check the caller ID, seeing Sam. I almost don't answer the call, but figuring since he's calling after everything that has happened, I answered, figuring it was important.

"(Y/N)!! Thank God you answered! You have to get to the hospital right now, Colby woke up, but they're having some complications, and they may have to send him into surgery!"

I listened to Sam, told him I'm on my way, ran back to my house, got in my car and drove all the way to the hospital. The only thing, or really person on my mind was Colby. It's a true wonder on how I didn't crash. My eyes were fogged up with tears as I parked somewhere in or around the parking lot of the hospital.

I grabbed my phone and keys out of the ignition, and I slammed my car door, racing up to the entrance of the hospital. By now, the tears have already made their way down my face, dripping off my chin onto the floor as I raced by other awaiting patients, and up to the receptionist desk. Staring at the lady until she finally looks up with her brown eyes. 

She seems startled as she stares at me. I mean, I guess who wouldn't if you saw some woman run up bawling her eyes out. "M-Ma'am. May I help you.?" I jump at her voice, but answer. "Yes, please tell me what room Colby Brock is in." The lady nods her head, and starts typing on the computer, the blue light of the computer lighting up her face. "He is in room 322, although ma'am he has already been sent into surgery." 

My breathe hitches in my throat, and I barely nod my head before rushing up the stairs, up to room 322.

Sam and the gang were sitting outside his room, Sam's head in Kat's shoulder as he cried silently. Everyone else sitting there with grim faces. "What happened?! Is he okay?!" Corey looks over at me. "(Y/N). He has amnesia."

My faces falls even more. 

"A-amnesia?" My voice cracks as I stutter. Tears falling down my face as I fall to the floor. My hands coming up to wipe my tears that just keep pooling out of my eyes. 

"He.. he doesn't remember any of us.."

"W-well, (Y/N), he doesn't remember, you." Corey trails off silently.

A cry wracks through my throat as I sit on the floor and sob. 

The love of my life doesn't remember me...?