A very short vignette told from Adam's point of view whilst he is sitting with Mia in the hospital.
Disclaimer: Neither the book nor the film 'If I Stay' belong to me.
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Her eyes are taped shut, as if to present her from seeing the mess the car crash and surgeries have made of her body. Her cheeks are bloodless, but there are flecks of dried blood in her hair.
A memory flashes behind my eyes – Mia's eyes sparkling with indignation while angry tears coursed over her reddened cheeks.
The memory is from nearly two months ago, during one of our worst fights. It was over her audition for Juilliard, as all of our arguments had been. She accused me of holding her back, shouting at me while I yelled right back at her.
'What, you can go off and follow your dream but I can't follow mine?' She'd asked furiously. 'Do you think it's easy for me to wait here, not knowing when you'll be suddenly called away or how long it will be until I see you again?'
'But I come back', I had shouted, hot tears gathering in my own eyes. 'I'm not the one moving away!'
She shook her head sadly. Her voice, when she spoke next, was very quiet. You can't know what it's like to have to wait here for you. You don't understand…
I swallow, my throat raw and head pounding as I watch hopelessly over the broken body of my girlfriend. There are maybe ten inches of her skin not covered in gauze, tape, bandages or bruises – she is hardly recognisable as the beautiful, soft, insecure, talented, funny, golden Mia I fell in love with.
I want to tell her that I understand now, what it was like for her to have to wait for me. But this is a million times worse, because I want her to come back to me more than anything in the world and I have no way of knowing if she ever will.
"Please, Mia", I whisper, voice breaking as I say her name. "Please… stay."
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