Summertime Sadness

Chapter 27

Anger , hurt , fear and many other emotions were what i was feeling right now. I didn't even know they could be felt at the same time. I'm sure alot of other emotions i don't know were in the mix with them.

Andrew sat in a seat across from me , trying to figure out what was going through my head at the moment. He tried to bring me comfort but I couldn't relax. Not knowing that my friend could die.

When he was brought in three days ago , the doctors immediatly went to work. They said he would have died if it were any later. Now three days later , Robs been in a coma and hasn't woken up.

I have sat alongside his bed for three days , just waiting for him to wake up , for him to just wiggle his finger or scrunch his face or something that will show he's going to live.

The nurse walked in and i felt tense.

" Why isn't he awake yet?" My voice came out much harsher than meant to.

" The anesthesia needs to wear off due to the dose he was given , his body is recovering and all we can do now is wait for him to wake up honey."

"Well how long until he wakes?"

" Depends, sometimes couple hours , days ..some people even take weeks to months.. she spoke in a daze as if she's seen it happen before..but i don't know how she thought that was helping me, that only made things worse. She realized what she was doing and tried to give me apologetic smile. "But i'm sure your friend will be out soon."

She checked some machine then left the room.

" Em.. you have to go home." Andrew spoke breaking the silence.

" No i can't."

" Come on.. you should shower, get changed , eat something and if you want to come back i'll drive you."

"I'm okay andrew.. I can't leave him."

I felt a lump in my throat. The thought of him waking up and noone he cares for was here hurt me. I had to be here when he woke.

" Okay..I'll go get some food. You want anything?"

I didn't remember when i last ate. It was now i felt starved.

" Get me a bagel please." I wasn't in the mood for anything to heavy.

Andrew grabbed his jacket and left the room. I turned to Rob and pulled my chair closer to his bed.

Grabbing his hand i looked at him. His lips were slightly chapped and his face pale. Scabs and gashes on his face from when he hit the ground.His skin felt cold than warm like it always was. His leg was in a cast and he was breathing deeply from the help if the machine.

Tears began to fill my eyes.

" Rob , wake up."

" Robert . Robert can you hear me. "

No movement but i continued on. I always heard people say that people in comas can hear there loved ones while unconscious and i thought to give it a try.

" Robert please. I'm sorry..I'm sorry about the way things turned and i want for us to go back to normal ."

My voice was breaking. "If you can hear me please wake up.. I need to hear you..i need you to say things are going to be okay..please."

" You can fight this please...be strong and fight it."

I desperatly tried to convince him even though he was unconscoius. But he didn't move. I began to cry.

The lump in my throat became bigger and i laid my head on the side of his bed crying into the sheets.

I thought of all the times we shared before our friendship turned . When Rob was always there to help me. Even the way we met and became friends. It only brought more tears to my eyes.