Did You Really Save Me

Chapter Sixty-Two (END)

Max POV

We all sit nervously as we watch the doctor check my mother over for any injuries. If there is, she will be kept in the coma for longer only if it helps her wounds heal. "So we checked her over for injuries," the doctor turns around to speak with us. I wring my hands nervously. "She is all good, no other injuries besides her gunshot wound." We all breathe out a sigh of relief and a weight feels like it has been lifted off my shoulders and I sag forward.

"I will go and fetch the anesthesiologist to start reducing the amount of anesthetic she is receiving." "W-Wait!" I call out, "yes?" The doctor turns around, "this means she won't be waking up today?" I question confusedly. The doctor shakes his head, "sorry sir but it takes a few days to a week to get them to wake up as we have to reduce the amount of anesthetic we are giving her until she is not receiving anymore, she will wake up after the anesthetic has worn off. We will give you a call on the final day of the anesthetic being reduced." And with that, the doctor walks out of the door, closing it behind him, and continuing down the hallway.

I just stare in disbelief of what just happened. The other members didn't seem too pleased either, "you've got to be kidding me right?" Connor questions angrily, "they told us she was going to be woken up today yet they go back on their word and say it won't be happening in a few days to a week!" He continues angrily as Xavier tries to calm him down as we are still in the hospital and need to respect the rules.

I stand up dejectedly and slowly walk out of the room and everyone goes quiet. I walk back out past the front desk and back to our car and waited patiently for the other members to arrive. They all walk out of the hospital not long later as I stare into space, not really noticing or acknowledging them. Once the van is unlocked I open the sliding door and make my way to a seat next to the window and just stare. The other members don't try to conversate with me knowing how dejected and upset I am feeling.

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We arrive home and I go up to my room to get changed and grab my hand wraps and boxing gloves so I can blow off some steam without hurting anyone. The members watch quietly as I walk down the stairs to the training room with my wraps on my hands and boxing gloves in my hands, ready to punch something. I can feel the members' stare on my back but I ignore them and continue my way down to the training room. I remember the last time I did this I hurt myself badly, but today was going to be different. I wasn't doing it out of anger, I was doing it because I was sad and hurt, and didn't want to cry anymore.

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Left, right, left, right, left was all I could think in my mind as I punched the punching bag over and over again letting out all my sadness and turned it into energy for a workout session. Some of the members came down checking on me to make sure I wasn't hurting myself and to see how I was coping. They spoke to me but I never replied only nodding or shaking my head as a response. I kind of feel bad for ignoring them but if I didn't I would have a go at them and that was the last thing everyone needed.

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I left the training room a few hours later drenched in sweat and panting hard, I went into the kitchen for some water and saw the other members chatting away as they were eating dinner. They all seemed stressed and looked relieved when they saw me in the kitchen. They motioned me over and I sat down with them for the rest of the dinner, no-one talked much but that was okay, we all were eating in a comfortable silence when Sean's phone rang. He got up and walked out of the room so we couldn't hear him speak, we all went back to eating. No-one bothered to try and eavesdrop because one, we wouldn't do that to Sean, and two, if it was important he would tell us. He came back not too long later and gave us a look of 'we will speak about this tomorrow.' I agreed with him, I was too tired to argue and I really wanted some sleep, we all needed it.

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I am one of the first people to wake up this morning as I am the only one in the kitchen. A few of the members are relaxing on the couch to sitting at the kitchen table with a cup of coffee, tea or hot chocolate. Sean was one of those people. "Morning Max," he mumbled around his cup of coffee. "Morning," I replied sleepily.

Once everyone was in the kitchen Sean stood up at the head of the table and started speaking. "Max's mother is waking up quicker than they expected, which is anything but bad. She should be up by the end of the week." He spoke with a smile, I was so relieved. I couldn't wait until the end of the week.

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The end of the week has arrived and I am so nervous. All the Article members are here with me giving me all the support they can give, which I am very grateful for. We make our way into the hospital and the lady at the front desk looks really apologetic. "I am so so sorry Mr Yom. I didn't know it took patients that long to wake up from a medically induced coma." The poor lady was frantic. "Hey, hey, it's okay. You weren't to know, I don't blame you for anything." She looks calmer now.

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We are all waiting patiently in my mother's room for her to wake up and I fiddle my fingers nervously. We see movement coming from the bed and all lookup. My mother was trying to move her arms up to her face. I rush over to her and sit next to her on a chair. "Hey, mum. It's okay, don't panic, I'm here." Her eyes open and she looks at me, "Max?" She questions raspily. "Yes, it's me, don't worry. You're safe now."