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Frustrated, I throw the diary carelessly on the hospital bed, holding my head in my hands, my fingers digging into my hair. I feel a soft touch on my shoulder, making me look up to meet mom's curious eyes.
I realize that I'm crying when she brings her hand to my face to wipe the tears away. "What is it honey?"
"Where is Oscar mom?"
I see the way uncertainty crosses her eyes and the way the movement of her hands stop, confirming my doubts about the fact that she knows more than she's letting on. She takes a deep breath and lowers herself down in front of me. "Baby, the doctors don't want you to stress yourself out right now. You woke up last night. You're still healing."
"Mom, where is Oscar?" This time, I make sure my words hold much more strength.
Defeated, she exhales loudly and takes hold of my hands. "He's here honey. He's at the hospital."
"What do you mean?"
"He passed out last night, honey. And he hasn't woken up yet."
"Wh-what do y-you mean he ha-hasn't woken up yet?" I let the words tumble out of my mouth, the pain in my head increasing tenfold.
"The doctors didn't want to burden you with this information, that's why I had to lie. He hasn't been sleeping well, or eating well. And all of it caught up to him last night when he got back from his grandfather's funeral last night before you woke up."
My heart feels heavy on hearing each word she says.
"You lied to me. You told me he isn't back yet and he knows that I'm up." The betrayal hits me hard, my hands slipping from her grip. I see the way her face falls when I pull away but all I can think about right now is Oscar. "He doesn't know that I'm awake. He doesn't know."
A sob rips out of my throat, making it hard for me to concentrate on my breathing. But I hold it in, for Oscar.
"I had to honey. The doctors warned me that it could really turn out to me a big problem for your health. And I cannot lose you," she cups my face with her hands. "Please forgive me."
"Take me to him." I whisper.
"Of course. Let me just talk to the doctors first, and if they let you, I'll take you there."
"No mom, take me to him right now." I need to see him. I need him.
No matter what, my heart knows I'll always need him.
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Short Story[ short story ] Alisha Benedict wakes up in a hospital room, after being in a coma for six months with no idea about who she is. There, right next to her, lies a diary addressed to her, with handwritten letters - for her. The doctors claim that they...
