Don't Go [Muke Clemmings]

Chapter Seventeen

A/N: woah 17 already kewl

Luke

Sara continued to visit Jamie's room every day. It was ironic, really: when Jamie was there waiting for her, she didn't give a damn, but now that she may or may not have been gone, Sara was there for her again. I knew that Jamie would probably not want to get back together with her, and I felt sorry for Sara. No, that was a lie, she deserved it. Yet again, I did too... so yeah, I felt a little sorry for her; but mostly, I felt bad for being the entire cause of Jamie's... I didn't even know.

"It's fine, she's going to be fine," Michael told me, and I tried to believe him. "Besides, if you should be mad at anyone, it should be me. I'm the one who crashed her into a tree and ended up with like point 2 injuries."

"You were fûcking drunk Michael! And, hey, who was the one who gave it alcohol?" Michael frowned. "Me, that's who! I can't believe myself."

"Why do we keep blaming this on ourselves?" I looked up at him and bit my lip. He looked at it for a second and I stopped. "This could be good."

"How could this be good?"

"Well, now I think Sara really regrets what she did, and Jamie will survive." He said that last part with determination in his voice, as if it was a command, something he was telling me to do... God, mind, stop!

"I hope so."

Michael put a hand on my shoulder and looked me straight in the eyes. "I know so."

"You have pretty eyes," I accidentally said. Damn, I guess it wasn't just when I was drunk.

He chuckled nervously and blushed, and suddenly my own embarrassment was totally worth it. "Thanks, but they're nowhere near as pretty as yours."

I laughed. "You're crazy." He shrugged. Ouch.

"Well, anyway... I think we should stop worrying about Jamie, at least for now. She's the strongest person I know, I believe she'll get through this." I nodded, absentmindedly biting my lip again as I watched his features. We both started to lean in by instinct, but as much as I wanted to snog him until I died, I backed away without making it obvious that I had been about to kiss him in the first place.

"I guess. I just... I don't want her to wake up and feel like we forgot about her."

"She knows we won't."

"I'm not going to stop visiting her, if that's what you're saying."

Michael shook his head. "It's not. Just... stop blaming yourself. There's a reason for everything."

"How can you be so fûcking optimistic?" I asked, annoyed at how he seemed to not even know that he was dying. I knew that he was aware of it, but he just seemed so... happy. As if he had a future.

He gulped. "Why wouldn't I be?"

"Well, because life... sucks. It's totally unfair. Some people are fine at 17, some are depressed, some are in a fûcking coma. Some are even dying." I knew I just described the three of us, well, Jamie then and Michael and I in about a year, along with some lucky person who's life isn't terrible at all.

Michael chuckled nervously, probably because I just accidentally mentioned his sickness that he didn't know I knew about. "I don't think anyone's totally fine at 17."

"Very few are, that's my point."

"We'll get through this, Jamie will get better and we'll get our best friend back."

"Are you implying that I'm not your best friend?" I asked with a pout.

"Yes," Michael answered truthfully. "Well, you are, but so is she. I mean, think of all she's done for me." She had done a lot for me, too. If she didn't get better soon, I didn't know what I would do.

Michael

I looked down at the sleeping girl beside me and finally let a tear run down my face. I had to stay strong in front of Luke, he might have even been more upset about this than I was, and I didn't want to show him that I was scared, too, but now that I was alone, I let my emotions pour out of my eyes. "I'm so sorry," I whispered, even though I knew she couldn't hear me. "I hope you wake up soon, but until you do, I'm going to visit you every day until you do. I mean, I think I sort of owe it to you. You scared my bullies away," I chuckled. "And some people say girls aren't strong. You helped me forget about the future, and focus on what's really important: Life. I have friends, and I have my mom. I thank you for everything, and I'm especially grateful if you forgive me after this. I mean, all that you've done for me, and how do I repay you?" I sniffled and sobbed out, "I fûcking crashed you into a tree." I sat there, not even able to speak, for several minutes before deciding to go home. I stood up and started to head to the door, but turned around and looked at her one more time. Still crying, I bent down to kiss her forehead, and whispered, "I love you, Jamie."

Luke

"You're the best friend I've ever had," I told the living corpse next to me. "You're too forgiving for your own good, and I appreciate that, I really do. I miss you, you're a badass and you're really sweet, and you've done so much for me. I remember that one time Michael was avoiding me, and you helped me get him back, like you always do. And then how did I repay you? I went and started making out with your girlfriend. I'm a terrible friend, I don't deserve someone like you." I leaned down and kissed her cheek before standing up to leave. "I love you."

As I was opening the door, so was Michael on the other side. "Oh, hey," I said, trying to smile, "what are you doing here?"

"Probably the same as you." He brushed a tear off of my cheek. "Are you okay?"

I shrugged. "I honestly don't know. She's been in this coma for two weeks, do you think she'll ever wake up?"

"Hey. Don't be thinking that way. She will wake up, soon. We've got to stay optimistic about it, okay?"

I nodded. "Okay."

"What's that?" Michael asked, pointing behind me. I looked and saw a pile of papers lying on the bedside table.

I looked back at him and then walked over to the table to see what it was. "Maybe it's from her doctor."

"I don't think so," Michael chuckled, pointing to the first two words and beaming.

Dear Jamie,

"Sara."

A/N: ugh so i realized that i sort of walked myself into a trap here bc i know if you guys are anything like me youll want to read the letter so i had to write it lol itll be in the next chapter

well bye! i guess thats like my trademark now lol

- <3 rach <3