I've got this friend ~ //Luke Hemmings//

Chapter 17 - //Turn around and don't think twice//

The next morning I took Alyssa to the hospital. She gripped my hand the entire way there. The only time is when the doctors took her up to a room to get checked. I waited for what seemed like hours for news about my Alyssa. I was scared, worried, frustrated, tired and stressed all at once. I didn't know how to feel about it. I was still gathering myself when I saw a nurse come towards me. she had a worried look on her face. I instantly stood up, worried. 

"Mr. Hemmings we were it seems Alyssa's blood sugars have dropped to a dangerously low level and she has slipped into a coma. We have her on support" She said, flinching as if I were about to scream at her.

I slowly registered everything she had said. Alyssa was sleeping, for god knows how long. It could be seconds or even years before she wakes up. I ran my fingers through my hair.

"Can I see her?" I asked, frustrated.

"Not yet. I think you should go home and rest" she said, giving me a gentle push towards the door.

I turned and looked at her pleadingly, but she sighed and shook her head. I turned around and ran out of the doors. Tears forming. I jumped into my car and slammed the door. I sighed and turned the music up to full volume. I put my foot to the gas and didn't let go. I drove past our house, past the spot where we had our last date. I just kept driving until I didn't know where I was. I pulled over after a while and just leaned back in my seat. I hoped and wished and prayed for Alyssa to wake up, safe and healthy. I couldn't imagine what it would be like if she didn't wake up. I couldn't imagine having to forget her. Having to forget her smile that could make even the saddest person in the world grin like a maniac. Forgetting the way she walks with a little spring in her step. The way her hair has this perfect wave to it that no hair products could ever remove. Having to forget every little detail.

Like how beautiful her body is, and the way she doesn't see it like I do. Forgetting how she fiddles with her fingers when she lies. How she laughs to stop herself from crying. How she is so brave and strong, and ignores all the hate. I imagined Forgetting her embarrassment when I first saw her, through the window. Forgetting that she was ever mine. The feel of our lips together, perfectly in sync. The way her small hands fit into mine and intertwine naturally. The adorable way she bites her lip and giggles. The way that I love her more than all of the stars in the sky times infinity. Every little detail about her, I would have to forget. It would be like she never even existed.

Something makes me suddenly push on the gas. 

Turn around. 

And in moments, I am back on the road, heading back the way I came, as fast as I can.

Because I could never forgive myself if I wasn't there when she woke up. 

If I didn't get back there right now, It would be like I had never even tried.

And those odds aren't to my likings.

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I burst through the hospital doors and walked up to the first nurse I saw.

"Alyssa Hemmings"  I said.

"Room 12, ward 16, but she's not allowed any visitors right now" She stated.

I ignored her and ran up to the elevator, heading up to Alyssa. The doors open and I found her room. I stopped in the door frame, and took in the look of her peacefully sleeping. She looked so happy. I walked over to her, lightly moved the hair out of her face and kissed her forehead. I pulled a chair up and sat down, grabbing her hand. I leaned back and sighed, slowly drifting off. Thoughts of Alyssa racing in my mind...

-

"H-hello?" she looked around sleepily.

"Alyssa your awake!!!" I ran up to her and hugged her. she pushed me off.

"Don't" She said harshly.

"Whats wrong?" I said, concerned.

"Get out of here you douche. I never want to see your ugly face again!" She screamed at me.

I stood there speechless. 

"W-what?" I whispered.

"You heard me. Get out f*cktard" Her words stung. 

I started backing out of the room when I noticed something on her wrists. Cuts. Small, deep, and red. I rushed back over to her and grabbed her arm softly. I twisted it over and ran my fingers over the cuts. She pulled her arm away roughly.

"Don't fucking touch me" She spat.

"Alyssa... why?" I said, ready to cry.

"Because of you." She mumbled, looking down.

"Me?" I whispered.

"Yes you. You and that new dumb slut that you f*cked. I know all about you cheating Luke. Do you know how much it hurt me? Did you even consider my feelings while you were feeling that whore?" She screamed, tears slowly sliding down her cheeks.

"What are you talking about? I would never cheat" I said, confused. 

"Just get out Luke. I don't want to her any excuses. I'm breaking up with you. Get out" She whispered looking down.

"But-" I started.

"Get out!" she yelled, clutching her wrists. 

I slowly stepped out and walked away.

-

 My eyes suddenly opened and I shook my head. It was just a dream. I glanced over to the still sleeping Alyssa, double checking her wrists. What was I thinking? I decided I was just over tired, and lay back to go to sleep.