Michele's Point of View
It was later in the night. I knew Corbyn wasn't going to wake up right away, but I wanted and needed him too.
I got up and kissed cheek, as I was going to see the others.
I was visiting Zach because after Corbyn and I started dating, he became my best friend.
Once I was at Zach's room, I knocked and opened the door.
"Hey, Michele," Zach said.
I sat in the chair next to his hospital bed.
"You okay," he asked.
"No," I said, my voice cracking and shaking.
"Everything will be okay," Zach said.
"How do we know that? He's in an early stage of a coma. And I need him more than I want to admit," I said, trying not to cry.
"You know crying is okay," he said. "Crying in front of someone doesn't make you week. It just shows we need a little help."
"Zach, I don't know what I'm going to do if he does't make it."
"He will make it. Trust me. He will always fight as long as it means he gets to see John and Julie's faces. Luke and Lisa's faces. Chance's face. Claire's face. And your face. He will always fight to see your face again. He will always fight to feel your body against his. He will always fight to hear your laugh. He will always fight to hug and kiss you. He will always fight to love you. He will always fight to be able to tell you that everything is going to be okay."
I was in tears at this point.
"Damn it Zach, I'm crying," I said, making us both laugh a little.
I said my good nights to him and went to visit Chance. And then head back to Corbyn's room.
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FanfictionWhen old friends reconnect a lot happens. Some are good... And some are sad and heartbreaking. Based on the Corbyn Besson Imagine, Space, written by me.
