i'm tired of feeling comatose {raven's song: book two}

eight • graveyard shift

Chris's POV

When Raven and I were together, it felt like old times. I had no regrets, except for the fact that she still couldn't remember everything. She remembered how much she loves me, and how much I love her. That's all that matters.

I finally hear the bathroom door open, signalling Raven was out of her bath. I'd been laying in my bed for the past thirty minutes, watching The Office.

About five minutes later, Raven walks into my room, adorned in a silk kamona robe. Her wet, two toned hair fell down her back in separated waves. She smiled at me. "Can I sleep with you tonight?"

"You can sleep with me whenever you want," I say back.

She climbs into my bed and cuddles into my side. The cold silk of her robe against my bare chest made me shiver. I pulled her closer to me and breathed in the scent of shampoo and her perfume.

"Chris?"

"Yes?"

"You told me my mom and dad died. Can we go visit their graves?" She asks, her voice soft.

"If you want too. Maybe we can stop by your house as well. Visit some places that might help you."

"Thank you." Her voice is nearly a whisper and I can tell she's drifting off into a deep sleep. "For everything."

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The graveyard was empty when we walked into it. I knew Raven's parents' graves were towards the back. They were next to each other on the left side.

We finally reach them and I read over the words.

Matthew Thomas Bell
Loving husband and father
August 9th, 1970 - November 18th, 2003

Hadley June Bell
Loving wife and mother
May 15th, 1971 - November 18th, 2003

Raven turned to me. "They died in a car crash?"

"Yes."

"On the way home from dinner? I was alone, and I got a call from the hospital. I called you to come get me. Mom died first ... then dad. Right?"

I nod. "Yes."

She seems proud of herself for being able to recall the story, but a look of greif flashed across her face. She bent down to place both bouquets of roses on her parents graves, whispering, "I'm sorry I couldn't remember."

She steps back and I grab her hand. She wipes the tears falling from her eyes and within minutes, we're back in the car, heading towards her home in Philadelphia.

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Raven opened the door to her small house and smiled. It was clean inside and had a gothic vibe to it. I realized this was the first time I'd seen Raven's home.

She walked into the kitchen, running her fingers along the countertop. She opened the fridge, finding nothing, and then began walking towards the stairs. I followed.

We went into her bedroom first. She flopped onto her bed, giggling, and then motioned for me to do the same.

"I missed my bed," she comments.

"You have a nice house. Sorry you have to stay with me."

She turns her head to look at me. "Sorry? I love staying with you!"

She rolls off of the bed and opens her closet. There were still some clothes in there. She pulls out a shirt that I recognized as my Misfits one, back from highschool.

"This was yours," she tells me. "You gave it to me in highschool." She slips her t-shirt off and puts the Misfits one on, smiling.

"I'm happy you're starting to get your memories back." I truly was. It hurt when the girl you've loved for years couldn't recall one thing about you; she hadn't even known my name until Ricky told her.

"Me too," she said. "I still wish I knew more, though. More than what people have told me. Things I'm able to find out on my own."

"I understand. It'll all come together soon. You've been doing so well, and you've only been out of the hospital for two months. You're doing a lot better than you give yourself credit for."

She looked down, her face red, but I could see a proud smile on her lips. She had the right to be proud. She'd accomplished a lot in the past few weeks.

"Chris ... I want to sell my house."

This was kinda a filler. I feel like to many tragic things have happened to Raven lol, she needs a little break.
     - salem ♡

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