Her life

Chapter 5: Coma

"Oakley if you can hear me please just do something. Like squish my hand or move your fingers or maybe wake up. Please Oakley please." I hear a pleading voice it's so close as if I can reach out and touch it but when I try to move my body won't let me. My body stays in the same place as it is. I keep listenin' to whoever is talkin' to me.
"What's wrong with her doctor why is she like this?"

Oh now they're worried about me. Wait am I even alive I don't feel any pain and everything is just black I don't think I'm alive.

"She is stable but she is in a coma when someone found her she was pronounced dead at the scene but when they got her in the ambulance and here to the hospital they attached her to a heartbeat simulator and it showed a heartbeat. Very very faint but it was there so what we did was put her in a medically induced coma so she wake up whenever she would like and it also gives her a chance to physically heal."

So I'm not dead but I'm in a coma how nice. Wait, if I'm in a coma then how can I hear everythin' and they're sayin'?

"She may respond to pain and other small things and to those things she might move a finger or her eyebrows will frown as if she's confused. She may be confused because she may or may not hear things but we don't know that for sure."

"But doctor it's already been three days now why doesn't she just wake up."

"Sir, please let me remind you for the fourth time now that she will wake up when her body and mind are ready. If you excuse me I have another passent to attend to. Please call me if she wakes, I will have a nurse come in and give her pain medication every eight hours."

"Yes doctor, thank you for your help." I hear after a sigh.

I know that voice, I know it. I just can't put a pin on it. I mean it sounds like my dad but it can't be he's fightin' a civil war in Syria. They won't just let you up and leave I mean c'mon it's 1980.

Maybe my brother?

"Please, Oakley wake up. I want to know why you tried to do what you did. Why did you try to hang yourself?"

Wait, it doesn't sound like my brother. It kinda sounds like..but it can't be. It can't be Austin I haven't talked to him since the bullin' started.

"Please Oakley, wake up. I'm sorry I haven't been a good friend, I really am Oakley."

Just then a bright light is exposed in my eyes I try to squint but it only blocks some of the light.

"It's okay. It's not your fault it was my choice. You didn't do anythin'."

"Oakley? Oh god Oakley!" I feel a pair of arms wrap around me before my eyes adapt to the light letting me see all white everything. "Let me get the doctor. I'll be right back." The person lets go of me. Five minutes later the person comes back and I finally get to see their face.

"Austin?" My voice raspy as if it's gonna give out at any second.

"Hi, I'm so glad your okay." He hugs me again.

"Thanks, I guess?" As I answer the doctor walks in.

"Hello Oakley, I see your awake now."

"Yes, I am."

"Good, let's start with some questions. What's your name?"

"Oakley Ann Archives."

"Okay."

40 minutes. 40 fucking minutes of questions I didn't even know that was possible.
On the bright side he said I can go home in three days.