Don't Tell

Chapter 14: All Your Flaws Are Alligned With This Mood Of Mine

Carly's pov ((2pm the next day))

"Room 514," I gulped. I wanted to see him, but I didn't. I was scared. Last time I saw him, he was as close to dead as can be. I don't know if I can take that.

Pete turned the doorknob and we stepped in. I stifled a cry as I looked over him. Wires and tubes connected to him. He was bandaged all over. His right arm was stuck in a blue cast.

I heard Sarah gasp and a small whimper. I turned around to look at her. Her face was covered in tears. I grabbed her hand and squeezed it.

Pete was the first to take a step closer. I followed him, Sarah followed me, Andy followed her, and Joe followed him.

I sat next to his hospital bed. I grabbed his hand and squeezed it like I did to Sarah. His hand was so cold. Dead cold. "Patrick?" I asked. "Hey, sweetheart, It's Carly. I'm here. Sarah is here. Pete, Andy, and Joe are here. We're all here." I paused and Pete gave me a 'go ahead' look. instead of telling him about me, I broke down. "Listen," I sobbed, "I know you can hear me, every goddamn word that comes out of my mouth. I love you. I love you too much. I need you. I know this is my fault. If I had just said something the first time it happened, then this would never have happened. You have every right to be angry at me, every right to be upset, but I swear to god, if you don't pull through this, well, I think you already know."

Andy looked at me, Fear in his eyes. I stared back at him, "I'm dead serious."

My hand felt a pressure and I looked at it. Patrick was squeezing it. Patrick was squeezing my hand. Surprise washed over my face.

"What?" Pete asked. His face was hopeful. His hands dug into his pockets.

"He's squeezing my hand!" I chirped. Tears were flowing out of my eyes. Tears of joy.

"I'll go get the doctor." Joe grinned. He turned and ran out.

I squeezed tighter and his hand grew tighter as well. I smiled.

Joe returned with the doctor. He grinned as he walked in. "So, I hear he's squeezing your hand?" He asked. I nodded.

"Patrick, I want you to try to move your fingers if you can hear me." He muttered.

Patrick's fingers tapped against the sheets.

"Good, now, I'm going to check some of your cuts. Please try to make a noise if it hurts." He lifted up Patrick's left arm. He Examined it. Patrick winced a little until he got to his wrist, then, Patrick let out a shriek.

--PATRICK POV--

I wanted to open my eyes so bad. I was squeezing Carly's hand. She told the guys and I wanted to roll my eyes.

Yes, I'm alive Can we go home now?

I heard the doctor tell me to move my fingers, so I did. He said he was going to examine my cuts. I let him. At least until he reached my wrist. He reached that, and I screamed.

"Patrick, can you open your eyes?" I heard him say.

At first, I couldn't. Then, I saw light. I opened them more and more until I could make out the outlines of the People around me.

I let my eyes focus and I turned my head to look at Carly. "I love you, too," I croaked

--A/N--

HE IS ALIVE HERE IN DEATH VALLEY!! Lol IRRESISTIBLE IS AMAZE BALLZ

I love you my carcrashovercastyoungbloods

-Emily aka foblvr