If Only You Knew

Chapter 3: Hope We Shall

Ethan's POV:

As I sit there words are flowing through my head. Some of them I don't really understand. I mean I feel bad but...

Mark is pacing the ground. Amy is trying to calm him and telling him to sit for a while. Me and Sean just sit there not knowing what to do. In my mind I want to  just get up and run. I don't know where I would go. All I knew is that I would just keep running till I fell if anything happened to her. All because I didn't see the stupid god damn bracelets. As I sit there, head in my hands, my mind keeping on drifting to the worst thing it could in a time like this.

"You're weak....You are so stupid....You murder....You don't deserve to live....You KILLED her....Your stuck here....She is not coming out of here....You should just go and hide....Everyone blames you for this....You fuck up everything....Do you not have the mental state to do anything....They only like you because they all feel sorry....You can't do anything right....How are you going to own up to this?...." They all just kept coming at me like a punching bag. I feel stuff on my face. Am I crying?

I feel a hand on my back. I don't know why, but I didn't move. My mind slowly calmed as I heard a familiar voice, but they're not in this room. "Stop thinking those things." Elara?! "They will only send you to a bad place. A place where I am right now, waiting for my mind to wake. It is all of my fault. I overlooked the package. You did nothing wrong, I hope you only you knew . . . ." She begins to fade away. I shoot my head up and I feel another had replace hers. It felt so much colder. But I don't know why.

I look over and see the saddest chocolate brown I have in my life. "Ethan you good?" All I hear is the genuine concern in his voice. I just lost all control of my body and my actions. Might as well even say I lost my mind. I jumped into his arms and just cried. And cried.

I cried till Mark had to pass me to Sean because the Doctor came back. I cried till my voice was not even a voice anymore. I cried till . . . till . . . I don't know. I cried till I lost all sense of self control. Eventually we got the news we all were waiting for.

"Good news, she is alive and stable." Said Dr. Henrik von Schneeplestein "Bad news though, she is in a comma. We don't know when she'll wake or what she will remember. Anybody know who to contact for more information on this girl?" He looks at all of us.

"Yeah, but they haven't been talking...." Before I know it my mouth begins to spew words. "I don't have her number but I can try and get into her phone. If you guys think it is ok." I look down at the floor. Silence envelops us into the wonder dreaded mix of awkwardness that almost never comes to all of us. I hear two sets of foot steps leave our room.

As I sit down the next thing I can even remember is just falling asleep. I have no idea why but there was a giant sense of relief that swept over me. When I woke though, I was not in the waiting room anymore. Instead, Sean and I were in the car. Driving to some unknown destination.

Mark's POV:

As I walk out into the hallway, Dr. Henrik von Schneeplestein gives me a wary look. "What is it doc? Is there something you're hiding?" He gives me a serous face.

"We need you all to find that person that the boy was talking about. We have to administer more kinds of medication and we can't do it if she's not here. We could potentially end up having her end up in another episode. That can stop her heart. Her swelling still has not gone down so she could potentially die." 

I rub my face in the way I do when I am stressed. My mind begins to run millions and millions of circles. I do not know what to do. I walk back into the room only to find poor Ethan passed out in on Sean. Sean hands me the phone.