Psycho

(nineteen)- Emalynnes pov

"Sam its been three days please" I cried. "I need to see him."

"Emalynne we can't go today."

"Yes we can you just won't let me" hot tears streamed down my face. All I knew was that Damon was hurt. But sam wouldnt take me back.

"Emalynne I was given strict order-"

"I don't care!" I grabbed my bag and grabbed two sticks and chucked them at him. "I need to go now"

He picked them up and examined them.
"Em-"

"I need to go now. No more waiting. No more not knowing. He needs to know... What if he dies?"

"Okay. Pack your stuff"

***

6 hours on the road. Long boring hours. I was filled with nothing but anxiety as we pulled in the hospital parking lot.

We walked in and made our way to the waiting room.

"Samuel"

"Mr. Dark" sam shook his hand. "This is Emalynne-"

"Is he okay?" I cut sam off. "I need to see him"

"He's alive for now"

"For now? What happened?"

"He was shot in the chest. They repaired the damages but he didn't wake up from the surgery. He's in a coma. Doctors are trying to see why but they dont have the answers."

"Show me to his room" I said. When nobody moved I yelled, "now!"

We walked down the hall until we got to room 221. I opened it and saw him hooked to tubes and wires.

"Get out." I looked at both of them. "Out. Out now. Go."

I closed the door on them and sat by his bed.

"You idiot. You stupid idiot." I grabbed his hand. "You can't leave me! Its not fair. Damon Ill never forgive you if you leave me here alone. wake up! You don't get to sit here and die without telling me goodbye. You can't go. I wont let you. Wake up."

I cried into his hand.
"Damon please. you promised you'd come back for me. You always keep your promises. Don't start breaking them now."

His monitor beeped steadily.

"Damon I love you so much. I've never loved this hard before. The way we met wasn't ideal and we have made mistakes along the way. But youre supposed to be mine forever. You're supposed to watch me walk down the aisle. And tell me you love me as you put a ring on my finger. You're supposed to grow old with me and tell me im beautiful even at 55 with saggy skin and gray hairs. You don't get to leave me after only not even a year. You're supposed to hold me when I'm whiny because that's all I want.

"I promise not to be a brat anymore. I promise to be good. If you just wake up I'll do anything. Please. Don't leave me alone now."

I squeezed his hand.

"You're supposed to be awake when I tell you I'm pregnant."

Damon's POV

I couldn't move. I could listen but that's all. I could feel their touch on my skin but I couldn't move.

"I promise not to be a brat anymore. I promise to be good. If you just wake up I'll do anything. Please. Don't leave me alone now."

I wanted to laugh at my darling girl. Mostly because it was bullshit. She loved being a brat. I loved it too.