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The month passed on endlessly, and I was sick and tired of waiting. Why couldn't I just wake up? One of my doctors, Elliot, came in, and she began to talk to me. Ever since I first came to the hospital, she would talk to me everyday. I would listen, of course, whether I wanted to or not. I always did, because I could relate to her a lot. Basically, this became a daily thing.

"Hey, Meghan!" She chirped. "How are you doing? Do you feel like waking up soon? 'Cause we'll have to take you off of life support soon..." Gee, thanks. But she stopped herself, and frantically continued, "And of course I don't want you to die! I mean I don't want any of my patients to die, but you're different. Even though you're in a coma, I feel like I can tell you almost anything. Like just the other day, my dad cut me off financially, and I had to move in with my friend. And I didn't think it would work out too well, but so far it has. I was worried because we dated before, so it could've been awkward. But even though we broke up, we are still able to stay friends. I guess I'm saying, you shouldn't be mad at Joey. It's really clear he still loves you, and you can't just let him go. When he looks at you, he has this sparkle in his eyes that make them seem brighter. He's always tuned in to whatever it is you have to say. Basically, I'm saying don't give up. Even though you're mad at him, if you give him a second chance, I promise you won't regret it. He's another reason why you should stay. You have until midnight which is about twelve hours. Just think about it, Meghan."

Midnight, huh? Twelve painful hours.

"Elliot, are you talking to Meghan again?" A guy's voice asked.

"Yeah, I mean, I know she's in a coma and everything, but in med school they said that you can sometimes hear in a coma. And I feel like she's sorta my... Therapist or something. She's my friend, J.D. When I have a mental breakdown, I talk to her and feel better. You should talk to her sometimes, she's a good listener!"

"Meghan, I'm sorry you have to listen to Elliot's rants. She can get kinda crazy sometimes," J.D. teased.

"Shut up," she laughed, "but let's go check on the thyroid patient again." Elliot skipped out of the room, and I felt a hand on my shoulder.

"Thanks for taking care of her," J.D.'s voice whispered in my ear. "She's definitely been more cheerful after you came. She'd be heartbroken if you chose to go." He sighed. "Maybe I should talk to you sometime." Then left the room with a simple, "We'll check on you soon."

From what Elliot told me, she and J.D. have had an off-and-on relationship. Yet they've still managed to be best friends even when they still have feelings for each other. They reminded me the slightest bit of me and Joey. But maybe I was just overthinking that, I mean, I wasn't able to think clearly for the month.

An hour later, Elliot came back to check my IV, heart levels, and a bunch of medical stuff I never understood. "Your heart rate has increased slightly, so maybe you'll wake up soon!" She squealed. "If you do, we'll be great friends."

If. Ugh, I hated that word. I means so many things.

If. A conjunction. On the condition or supposition that an event will take action.

A possibility.

A chance.

Perhaps.

As I was pondering on whether I would wake up or not, a voice spoke up from what seemed to be from nowhere. "May I come in, Doctor Reid?" The room was filled with the smell of freshly-watered flowers.

Elliot laughed, "Sure, but you don't have to call me Doctor Reid. Just call me Elliot. Come over, she wants to see you."

"D-did she say?" He stuttered, surprised.

"No, but I can tell she does." She knows me too well. Which I'm not entirely sure how that is, I've never opened my mouth once while I was here. Joey walked over to me, and held my hand. "It looks like she's getting better. Her heart rate has sped up a bit, since it was extremely slow lately. Her IV is perfectly fine, and her stitches are as well. I think she'll wake up tonight." She said, completely sure of herself.

Joey was silent, as if unable to find the correct words to respond with.

"I'll leave you two alone," she rubbed my shoulder reassuringly, then walked off.

The flowers' scent got closer, a few feet away from my bedside. "I thought when you'd wake up, you'd wanna see these. I got some flowers. I dunno what kind they are, but they're beautiful like you. Listen, Meghan, I gotta talk to you." He placed his hand on my wrist and heaved a heavy sigh. "Even if you choose to go, I'll support you. Just remember, I'll agree with you no matter what. I was gonna stay for a bit, then come back before midnight. I just want to see you when you make your final decision. If you choose to go, I'll make sure to look at the sky each and every night. Through the dark sky, I'll see you. You'll be the shimmer of one small star... But you'll be brighter than the rest. Others will think you're just ordinary, but I'll see you and know it's you, and know you mean more..." He leaned over, and softly pressed his lips against mine. "I love you, Meghansan."

My heart fluttered. He knows we aren't together, but why is he acting like we still are? Is it because I could die? He's being do nice to me, and lately I've been a jerk... Maybe I should say sorry. All I have to do is just open my eyes...

I struggled to open my eyes, to see the world, to see Cat and Anna, to see Joey... I need to tell them that I want to stay. Would I be a terrible person if I left? Yeah, because I'd never get to say goodbye...

With great strength, my eyelids slowly opened, allowing the bright light from the windows to come flooding in. I took a deep breath, and left out a raspy cough that has been in the back of my throat for a week.

Joey lifted his head once he heard me, and saw my eyes were barely open. "Meghan? You're back..." His already tear-filled eyes spilled even more, and he pulled me into a hug. "I-I missed you, Megs."

"What you said was beautiful," I managed to whisper with my dried-up throat. "Thank you, Joey."

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Who watches Scrubs? 🙌 I'm like 3 seasons in and obsessed with it! (It's a problem lol) I got J.D. and Elliot from Scrubs, as well as Sacred Heart Hospital (the hospital they work at) in the last chapter. I ship J.D. and Elliot really badly but still not as much as Moey. Those ships sail themselves. I'm not kidding.

-Burry00

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