My hero, my lover.

Chapter 13.

Chapter 13- Oh my god!

Somehow it has been a month already and I'm beginning to get the feeling back slowly though I still haven't woken up yet. I gradually got used to the beeping of the machinery in the room and also the regular check-ups with the doctors and nurses. Alan regularly visited, though much wasn't said it was still nice to have company as it gets lonely in a room all by yourself.

The door opened, snapping me out of my visionless daze. I was instantly hit with a manly cologne which I instantly recognised as Alan's. The door closed again and the clicking of his shoes sounded throughout the room to where I think the chair was at the corner of my bad and sat down and taking a hold of my hand. God I wish I could hold it back.

"Oh Becca, why does everything happen to you?" 'I have been asking myself that question for a long time now Alan, trust me' I thought to myself.

"I wish you would wake up Becca. I have so much I want to ask you." He said. Oh god I really need to wake up now. I want to know what he was going to say! God I hate coma's. He let go of my hand and started walking away.
"I love you Becca." He said and then the door opened and closed again and I was left on my own-again. Not that I haven't been trying to move but I am going to attempt to move at least a toe just for the sake of Alan. He seems down and I can't stand not seeing anything any longer!

I was putting the best amount of effort I could in trying to move a toe. I swear to god if someone walked in right now they would think I was sitting in a sauna as I was sweating so much. Well at least I know my sweat glands still work. I could feel my leg going funny until the entire leg twitched once. It was like a jolt of electricity was sent through me. Well at least that was a major improvement. I tried again and my leg moved the slightest bit. I was progressing!! I tried to move my hand but that didn't work.

I don't know how long I was trying for but I was really tired and the hospital was really quite so it was probably night. I had managed to move one leg so far but right now I need to sleep to muster up the energy to try again tomorrow. With that happy thought running through my mind I drifted off to sleep.

The sun light broke through the windows and lit up my eye lids letting me see red. I squinted and opened my eyes. Wait I opened my eyes!!! I can see! My eyes adjusted to the light and I could see the plain hospital colours, white. Ugh what a disgusting colour to wake up to. I looked down and tried to move my leg and that worked! I moved my right leg, now for the left. It didn't work. The toes twitched but nothing drastic. I then moved the focus on to my hands and tried to move my right hand. I started with the index finger. After about an hour I had both hands working. I could move. I was close to breaking into tears but I contained myself. Its just my left leg.

I heard a familiar voice bellow from down the end of the hall. Alan was coming. I adjusted to myself to the old position to surprise him and closed my eyes again. A minute later the door opened and closed and I heard a ruffle of something before Alan took a seat next to me. I got a hint of pollen float into my nose making me want to sneeze. Oh god!

"How's my Becca doing today?" He asked as if I would reply to him. God I'm going to sneeze! He grabbed my hand and the room fell silent again.
"Becca I-"
"ACHOOO!!!!" I finally released my sneeze. I think I started Alan as I felt his hand jolt away from me.
"Becca?" I opened my eyes and looked towards Alan. "Oh my god! Becca you're alright!" He exclaimed hugging me happily and crushed me a little.

"A-a-alan c-cant br-breath!" I said talking after the first time of talking in a month.
"Oh right." He said letting me go and sitting down again.

"My god its horrible being in a coma. You can hear everything but can't move, speak or see anything. And to mention the amount of times I wanted to move to let you know I was there. Crying wasn't something I wanted you to see but that was the only way I could let you know I was listening. I missed you so much though you visited me daily." I said.
"Well looks like we are going to have to do something about the fact that you're always in trouble. Don't worry Ronald got arrested and is currently in prison serving 3 years." He said reassuringly. I must say I relaxed quite a bit after hearing that.

"What was it you wanted to ask me Alan? I heard that."

"Oh well do you want to live with me?"