Chapter 4
Phoebe was lying in the hospital bed, completely unconscious. The family was in the room staring at her. "... It's what I thought." The Doctor said, "Do you guys by any chance have Nequil at your house?"
Hank and Barb shared a look before nodding, "Yes." Hank replied.
"Well, it was later on discovered that non super medicine doesn't agree with us. So in that case, the Nequil must've sent her into a deep sleep." He told the family. "She should be up but unfortunately we don't know when."
"So does this mean, she's basically in a coma?" Nora asked.
"Unfortunately ... Yes."
"Well, is there anything we can do, doc?" Max asked worriedly.
"Yes. If I were you guys, I would get rid of all your non supe medicine, so this same accident won't happen again." He told them, then left.
"Can I actually stay back?" Max asked, surprising the family. "I just_ I don't want to miss her waking up." He confessed.
Both parents nodded and left him alone with his twin. At that moment, Max stared at her and tears began dwelling up in his eyes. "Look, I know I act like I don't care about you. But you know that I actually do_ you know that right?" He cried. "And I_" He sniffed, "I hate how much I care about you. I care about how you think of me, I care about your safety, I care about your pain_ I_ I just care! And I hate how it has a strong hold on me. How it only takes you to change my mind or make me think or feel something."
He sniffed again, "So I need you, Phoebe. Okay. I said it! I need you! Do you fuckin hear me?!? I. Need. You!" He confessed. "And without you, I_ I wouldn't have a heart." He said, "So wake up! Okay! Please! Just_ just_ Say Something! I don't even care anymore."
He sniffed and began pacing around, but then the door swung open and he quickly wiped his eyes with his hands. "Max..." He heard.
"What?" He replied, not wanting to make eye contact or even face the person. His back was to them.
The person slowly walked towards him then touched his shoulders and forced him to turn around and to his surprise it was Cherry. But he still refused to look at her. "Are you_"
"I'm fine." He lied, then sniffed. "How'd you hear about Phoebe?"
"I texted her but she never answered. So I called the house and Billy told me everything." Cherry told him, Max nodded still avoiding eye contact. "It's okay, Max. It's okay to cry."
"I'm _ I wasn't crying." He retorted, "I_ I'm just _ I'm cool, alright."
"Max..."
"Would you_ Just stop! I'm not the one in a coma, okay! Shouldn't you be more concerned about your best friend right now?" He practically shouted, then stormed off.
He walked through the halls, entirely livid but as soon as he went into the bathroom, and locked the door behind himself. Max broke down in tears. He was in so much pain right now.
And Phoebe saw this, she saw everything. And she stood beside Chloe watching him cry to himself. She couldn't resist crying too, she ran towards him and tried to hug Max, but when her hands fazed through him and she fell on her hands it made her cry harder. She just wanted to touch him or reassured him that she was okay.
"MAX!" She cried, but he continued crying."I'm here! Max!"
"He can't see or hear you, Phoebe." Chloe said, helping her up.
"I get it! I get it okay! I need him and he needs me, just please wake me up so I can talk to him again." Phoebe pleaded.
"I wish I could, sis. But, that's not within my control. If you still haven't woke up, there's a reason." Chloe told her.
"What could possibly be the reason?"
"I'll show you..." Chloe grabbed onto her sister and teleported once again.
To Be Continued...
Okay, I'm going to make another story but if it doesn't work out I'll warn ya'll. But I hope you guys know who Lele Pons is, but if you don't look up some of her images on Google. I hope ya'll are enjoying and this will be updated or continued.
