Deadly Infatuation

43- The Aftermath

Four weeks later...

Tameron's POV

I'll never be able to fully explain what it was like being in a coma for so long, but all I know is that I was asleep, and all I kept praying for was that when I'd wake up from the coma, everything that had previously happened would be forgotten or would have been some twisted dream.

I played myself.

The minute my eyes flutter open and I try to adjust to the harsh light, bits and pieces of the whole Alex ordeal come back to me. I almost died. My eyes scan my surroundings frantically until I see my mother, fast asleep in her chair beside me. I'm in a hospital bed with tons of tubes injected into me.

My eyelids feel heavy and I feel tired. Upon hearing the sounds of the bed moving as I try to sit up, my mother wakes up immediately. Karen looks at me in disbelief and I see her eyes water with tears of joy before she engulfs me in a hug. "Oh my baby, you're awake!" Karen sobs into my shoulder.

"Nurse! Nurse, she's awake!" Karen yells excitedly. I try to respond but I seem to have trouble forming any coherent words. "Mom... What..." I try to ask her what's going on. "Its okay love, don't strain yourself," Karen smiles at me as a nurse barges into the room. The young looking nurse also smiles at me before proceeding to check on my vitals.

Why can't I talk normally? Is it because my mouth has been on vacation for way too long? "Mrs Cummings, Tameron seems just fine, all her vital signs are in check, I'll just get the doctor to come see her shortly," The nurse says before leaving. "Thank you," My mom says after her. "I've just called your dad and he's on his way with David, they're going to be so happy to see you," Karen holds my hand.

"How... How long has..." I try to ask her how long I've been in the hospital. Karen gives me a sad smile when she says, "It's been four weeks sweetie, but that doesn't matter, you're alive and well and I couldn't be happier." Holy cow. Four whole weeks! It felt like just a few days, but I wasn't fully conscious so how would I know.

I remember being able to hear whenever my parents would talk to me, my mom especially, telling me stories of happier times in my life, Elle and Taylor would also talk to me regularly. I could hear everything but I just couldn't open my eyes. And now that my eyes are open, a part of me wishes that I could fall back into that coma again.

Don't get me wrong, I love being alive and being with my loved ones, I'm just emotionally drained and I hate how I have to deal with the aftermath of what Alex did.

***

"The minute I heard from your mom that you were awake, I skipped school without hesitation, I mean, fuck Accounts, this is more important," Elle says and I laugh.

I shake my head at her. "You could've waited until after school you know, you guys didn't have to risk being caught just to see me," I say to them. Taylor is with her and I couldn't be happier to see them both. "Luckily, Taylor was available to give me a ride here, otherwise shit would've hit the fan," Elle chuckles.

"How are you feeling?" Taylor smiles at me. "Okay I guess, I hate being in this uncomfortable bed but I'm much better now that I've seen you guys," I return the gesture. "God, I missed you," Taylor says softly before gently kissing the top of my head. "He was a nuisance I swear, whining every single day," Elle comments and I laugh when Taylor glares at Elle even with the blush forming on his cheeks.

Aww, he's so adorable, I think to myself in amusement.

"What happened while I was er, indisposed?" I ask them. "We'll fill you in on all the details later but the cops questioned us about that night, Alex got arrested and she's awaiting trial, people at school were being nosy as ever and that's because we made national television news, sadly, they haven't found Jen's body yet, but we had like a little memorial at school to honour her memory, so yeah," Elle informs me.

I feel my eyes water slightly at the mention of Jenny's name, we never were friends but she died trying to help us escape.

"What about the other bodies? Jack, Mason..." I swallow thickly. "They were buried, bless their souls, we wouldn't have saved you guys if it weren't for them," Elle says with a tone of sadness in her voice. I still can't believe that they're gone just like that. I may not have known them personally but I'll be eternally grateful to them.

"But don't worry about any of that, Alex will never come near us again, when are you being discharged?" Taylor asks me. "Doctor Sanders said he'll let me go during the weekend, he just wants to monitor my progress for a while," I sigh. "That's great, Tam," Elle grins. "Uh, no it's not," I respond and both Elle and Taylor frown at me.

"I have to use crutches for a whole week!" I pout in annoyance. Elle bursts out laughing while Taylor gives me a sideways grin. "At least it's just for a week," He tries to assure me. "Easy for you to say, you haven't seen how I look with those hideous things," I say, deadpan. Taylor chuckles lightly, "You've always been a tad bit dramatic."

"Dramatic? How would you feel if you had to hobble around with an extra pair of legs that made you look like a grasshopper or some shit? I'm not setting foot at St Peter's with those ghastly things," I say adamantly and purse my lips at him.

"Oh Tam," Elle rolls her eyes at me playfully.