Beronica: ROOMMATES (Love Chaos)

♤Part Ten♤

Veronica's POV

I've been with Betty everyday except for when I have classes. I'll go home after school do some homework, but then I'll come here because I want to see her when she wakes up. I want to tell her I'm not really mad. I basically have, but to her unconscious body. It's been two weeks since everything happened and I still can't that is even did happen. I mean the thought of me putting her in coma. Or was head trauma? Does it have anything to do with her being drunk and driving. I was asked about that. "Was she drunk? Do you know?" All I did was shake my head no and say. "I don't know. No. She would usually call me if she was." They asked something again and at that time I was getting tired of it. I just wanted to come in and see Betty for a bit and then leave to go finish homework. They also asked "And why were you out in the pouring rain late at night?" I was on the verge of crying. All I told then was "I don't remember." And walked away from them. Like I said I wanted to do was to see Betty, and that's exactly where I am now. All of that happened like twenty minutes ago. It's Thursday again. Thank God. Just one more day of school and then I'll have a whole weekend of studying and trying to squeeze time here. I am sitting next to her bed and just looking at her thinking how all of this is my fault. I was arguing --over nothing-- with her. I let her go out every night for weeks. I let her grab her keys two weeks ago. But then I also went out to catch her before she drove home. If only I was a little faster to get there, but then I'd probably be the one in here and in a coma. And probably without her here.
She's so fucking mad at me and I understand why. I'm such a bad friend. But, I've notcied that I'm the only one that comes and visits her. I texted her boyfriend on her phone. Then I also texted her two friends, nobody responded. What kind of friendship is this. You can't be bothered to even notice your getting a text that she's in a coma. I didn't text her family. I figured once someone saw the text they would them.

I had to leave since it was getting late and dark, and I also have homework. I don't want to leave her here. What if she wakes up in the middle of the night. Or in at school and she wakes up with no one there. Damnit! Maybe I can just skip tomorrow. No, I can't. I came to college for a reason and that was to go to school. Ugh! But a jlhiman being is more important. Especially to me. All the ones in my life suck except for Betty. She's the only one that actually is sane. I'm barely even sane from the life I lived, but let's not get into that.

Once I got back to the dorm it was so quiet, and I hate it! Almost as much as I hate her boyfriend. I really hate this silence. It makes me feel like I'm going insane. I started doing homework and all of that dumb stuff.

Once I was finished it was almost ten. I got around I took a shower, and got dressed for bed. I layed in bed doing nothing for about an hour. I checked the time. It's almost twelve, 11:50. I'm not tired. I'm too busy worrying about Betty. I want her to wake up, but only when I'm there. I want her to know I was there for her. I want her to know I care about her. I would want her to know eveything , but that can't happen.

*****

It's the middle of December and she's still in a coma, and I still can't think straight because of it. Being to worried to think about anything else. Only one thought crosses my mind. She might never wake up. I don't want to believe it cause it's basically giving up on her. I'm pretty sure the doctors have they just have said anything yet. That have these looks on their faces like she's never gonna wake up and I hate it. They just need a little bit of hope. I'm sitting with her again like always. There has been no movement at all the whole time she's been here.

I'm just sitting in the room holding her hand when a docter came into the room. I stayed seated and just looked at her. "We have some news about your friend." She said. "What is it?" I asked. "She has been showing signs of success and is getting better, but we are afraid she might not wake up. We can't be exactly sure about this, but I will give you an update in about an hour." She said and left. "She might not wake up." I repeated. Oh, my god. This can not be happening now.

About two hours later she came back in the room with a sour face. This won't be good. "We have more news about her." I could feel my eyes tearing up already. She sighed "We don't think she's gonna wake up. Now we might keep her here for another week, but after that--" I quickly stood up. "No! You are not giving up on her!" "Miss we are not giving up on her we are doing what's best for her." "If your trying to do what's best for her you wouldn't give up!" I said and sat back down. The doctor left and shut the door. I grabbed Betty's hand and started crying a bit. "Please don't leave me. I love you. I always have and always will. You may never like me back, but please don't leave me." I said grabbing her hand and just quietly cried to myself.