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The hospital room is dark. The counters are empty. All that is in the room is Luke, laying silently on the bed. I stand here and stare at him, his chest slowly rising and falling like an ocean wave on a fair day.
The room goes cold, and the lights go out. The only thing I can see is the green line pulsing across one of the screens by the bed.
I know what happens now.
The line goes flat. The steady pulse of beeps turns into one slow, long tone. The sound gets louder and louder, ringing in my ears. I cover them with my hand and fall to the floor, crying out in pain and sorrow.
Suddenly I am not in the hospital room. I am outside. Everyone is dressed in black, grey clouds hang over the sky and freezing cold rain drizzled from them.
Luke's funeral.
I look down and notice that my belly is no longer swollen, and begin to panic. Where are my children? What's going on? I keeps asking, but no one responds. I shove my way to the front, and the casket is open, but empty.
I turn around, and no one is there. I am alone here in this grave yard.
I wake with a scream to see that I am on the couch. Calum, Mikey, Ashton, and Sarah stand over me, all with fear filling their eyes.
"Hope!" Sarah exclaims as she leans down to hug me. I really don't want all of this attention. Why am I on the couch?
"Why am I on the couch?"
"You wear yelling and crying in your sleep. I couldn't wake you up, we didn't know what to do," Calum answers with a soft, low voice.
"Oh," is all I can think to say. I really have nothing to say. I stand up and wipe my eyes. "I'm okay," I say as I make my way out to the balcony for some fresh air.
I'm not sure what time it is, but the sun isn't even close to rising. In the sky, I can see only the brightest stars. The city light drowns out the rest. I know that I am not going back to sleep tonight, so I stand out here for who knows how long.
After a while, the voices inside vanish, and I assume that everyone has gone back to bed. Except Calum. knowing him he's probably sitting in the couch, waiting for me to return.
I sit down in one of the chairs out here and look at the city around me and listen to all of the sounds.
Sirens are so constant that after a while you don't even hear them anymore. The blend in along with the honking and the shouting and all of the other sounds that would have been more significant in a small town.
There is a very faint light at the horizon. The sun is barely there. I decide to go inside, get out of the cold night air.
Calum, as I had expected, is on the couch. He has fallen asleep in a sitting position and the T.V. is still on. I sit down next to him, slowly so as not to wake him up. But I fail and he opens his eyes, yawning and stretching.
"You alright?" He asks. I take in a deep breath, hold it for a second, and then let in out slowly, smiling up at him.
"Yeah, I'm alright."
I turn my attention to the television. I'm too caught up in my own mind to really pay attention to the show that's on. I keep drifting off into deep thought, and focusing back on the show with no idea of what's going on.
From what I can tell, it's about two men, who go around poking their heads into different crazy situations and end up killing things with some sort of ritual. I'm sure it would be very interesting if I could just get myself to pay attention.
After another few hours, and many many episodes, Ashton walks out of his room, and with a zombie-like walk, joins us on the couch.
Later comes Mikey, and lastly, of course, Sarah, who slept in the bed I share with Calum.
The past seven months have been the most insane, intense, and terrifying of my life.
Getting pregnant so young.
The boys being away.
Luke going into a mysterious coma, and not knowing what happened.
Practically living in this hotel.
Finding out I have twins.
Every thing has just been too much, and I can't wait for it all to be over.
Yay! Part 23, no big cliff hanger or anything like I often do haha. Love you guys! every single read and vote and comment is important to me. <3 <3 <3
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