The Lost Soul

Chapter 11

beep... beep... beep...

I opened my eyes and tried to adjust to the lighting. Looking around I noticed I was in a hospital. Wait how did I get here? I thought i died, where is everybody?

Nurses rushed in and so did people that I thought I would never see again, my family.

"Oh Stacy you're okay! We thought we would lose you honey!" My mom was in tears and my dad had his arm around her shoulder.

"Stacy, honey, you were in a comma for weeks. Nurses were worried you would never wake." My dad looked down.

So that means it was all a dream. But David, he seemed so real. My feelings towards him were so real. 

"Well Ms. Stacy you sure are a lucky girl." A nurse that was in green scrubs and had her blonde hair in a ponytail looked me over. "Your truck flipped and you nearly died on impact, but luckily and gentlman saw and called it in right away. He rescued you! If he didn't call anyone, then you wouldn't be here today."

I finally deiced to look myself over. I had a broken leg, can feel a few broken ribs, bruises and cuts all over. 

"STACY!" When I looked up my best friend Cat was running towards me. "Oh Stacy when I heard what happened I caught a plane here right away. I have been staying in your room while you were, well, here. Don't worry Jesse is okay and she can't wait to see you!" Cat hugged me and when she stood back she wiped her tears away. 

"Stacy? Are you okay?" My mom walked towards me and sat on a chair by me. Everyone was looking at like I was a rare animal in a zoo and I truthfully felt uncomfortable. I mean I love them all, but after what I guess was a dream they now feel like strangers. My parents left me, Cat didn't come to visit. How do I tell them what happened on my side? Do I tell them? 

"Sweetie?"

"Now, everyone just give her air," the nurse smiled at me," She just woke up from a coma and probably very confused. Now come on."

Slowly everyone left the room and I was alone. To be honest I am scared. Yes I missed everybody, but right now I miss David most. It feels like he was real. Sighing I looked around the room, there were balloons, cards and stuff animals everywhere. I smile a bit and pick up the closest stuff animal. It was a brown bear with a red heart on its stomach. I sigh and turn on the side that currently doesn't hurt and hold it against my chest. 

knock knock 

Ugh just as I was about to fall back to sleep. Which would have been perfect. Maybe this all was a dream, like inception maybe.

"Hello?" I know that voice. I look up and nearly jump out of bed. It was David, but how? "Sorry, I heard you were awake and I just came by." He walked over to me and put his hand out. "Hi, I'm David." I slowly shook it and I could feel the hot tears running down my face. Before I knew it I grabbed him and embarced David in a hug. Quickly I stopped and looked away. 

"Sorry," My voice was raspy from not talking in weeks, "It's just... well... this is going sound crazy."

"Hey, tell me. Think of it as an award for saving your life." I chuckle a bit and look at him. 

"It's just while I was in the coma somehow you were in my dreams. I guess that's what you can call them." 

"What do you mean?" He pulled up a chair and put his hands in mine. "You can tell me anything." Well if someone is going know what happened, might as well tell my hero. Right?

"Well it's a long story, ready?" I smile and he just nods. So I told him EVERYTHING. Finally what seemed like forever, "And then I woke up to this." I motion to the room. "Am I crazy?"

"No, but I do think someone can help you through this more. Maybe tell you why you had this dream while you were in the coma."

I nod and then my family came back in with my best friend. We laughed a bit and I got caught up with everything that happened. Apparently I crashed like I remember. David was on his usual run when he saw the last part of the crash and as he climbed down to my truck he called 911. Man he has a serious good phone plan. Anyways he talked to me and kept me awake. That is how I knew his name and what he looked like. He just moved here with his mom in a house that is new up the road from me. Another reason why I never really knew him. I passed out just as the helicopter got to me and everything else is history. 

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Couple months later 

Well now I am home and everything is back to normal. Though still have the now decorated and written on cast. It took awhile to get use to my home again. Cat left the other day and I promised her I will visit as soon as I get back on my feet. Literally. My therapist said the dream I had was a mixture of fears and my soul fighting to stay alive. I see her every week. Jesse was excited to see me again and I was more than excited to see her. Home life is normal with the occasional family member or friend stopping by and saying how they were scared of losing me and how happy they are that I am alive. Even got some news reporters that stopped by. I didn't know how much of a celebrity I was.

"Now miss lost soul, you need to go outside and get some vitamin D!" David came in with his usual blank pants and shirtless self. Man was he hot. Six pack hot level, oh did I mention he is now my boyfriend? We started dating a week after I got out of the hospital. He visited me everyday and we connected. 

"Okay okay just let me finish." Ever since I woke up I knew I had to get my story out there somehow. So I wrote this story, only because it is almost too crazy to believe. 

"Well honey we have some big stuff coming up, you get your cast off. Also you have to email this story to the publisher." I kiss him before he could say anything else. 

"Okay Mr. Bossy Pants." He smiles. "How about you go put on a shirt and by the time you get back I will be done okay?" I wink.

"Fine." He kisses my forehead and runs downstairs. 

I guess life is not the same, but I am happy I have David in my life still. And as for Keith, Amber, Violet and Zac, well they visit. We are actually all close friends. It feels weird, but we had a good laugh about the coma dream. 

I learned one thing from this whole experience, life is short. As cliche as that is, it is true. I thought I lost everything, but luckily I didn't. In fact I gained more when I woke up. But now I have a goal to live my life to the fullest. And to take more caution when it comes to driving. I spend more time with the people I love and make sure they all know how thankful I am to have them with me everyday. I was a lost soul who know found her soul mate.