AN: Ok so last night I realized how much this story is helping me deal with my emotions from when my best friend was in a serious accident. I had been holding them in, but this has helped tremendously! So I want to thank you all for your support and reviews as the journey continues on! Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I own nothing cause I am not making profit off of this!
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"Dylan" Brenda whispered. She listened to the sounds of the doctors and nurses barking out directions and the sound of machines going haywire. She didn't know what to do. She wanted nothing more than to run to his side and yell at him to fight, to live for her, but she couldn't do that. She wouldn't have been any help that way. So instead of being there with him, she was stuck in the waiting room as he fought for his life.
"Brenda?" Brandon asked as he came back, a coke and sandwich in hand. Brenda waited for him to set everything down before she launched herself at him. He wrapped her in a tight hug, knowing that something was going on. His sister wasn't normally like this, but she needed his comfort.
"They are losing him" she sobbed. Marge looked on with a sympathetic face. She couldn't imagine being in Brenda's position, not knowing whether the love of her life would wake up or not. Whether he would live to see tomorrow or not. It broke her heart that she had to watch someone so young go through something like that. Just then the beeping stopped and Dr. Danvers left the room, heading straight for them. All three heads snapped to him to hear what he had to say.
"He crashed again, but we don't know what caused it. I will monitor him closer now that I know something is causing this to see if I can figure it out. Right now he is in a coma, but he can still hear you. I think it might be a good idea if you go talk to him. It might jog his brain as to remembering why he needs to wake up" he explained. Brenda and Brandon nodded. Danvers smiled and set his hand on Brenda's shoulder. "I have seen a lot of patients in my day, but Dylan is a fighter and I believe he will beat the odds and come through this. He just needs you to get through the difficult times right now" he said. Brenda smiled. He reminded her of her father and his kind nature.
"Thanks Dr. Danvers" she whispered. He gave her shoulder a gentle squeeze before he left to go check on his other patients. Brenda went and sat down in the chair. She put her head in her hands and tried not to cry again.
"Why don't you eat the sandwich and drink your coke and then go talk to Dylan. You heard the doctor. He needs you to help him get through this road block his mind has put up. Go talk to him" Brandon said. Brenda just shrugged. "Brenda, don't do this. He will be ok. He is a fighter you know that! He won't give up just because the odds are stacked against him. So don't doubt him" he said. Brenda looked up, tears in her eyes yet again. She knew he was right, yet her mind couldn't get past the fact that there still was a possibility that he could not wake up or that he could still die. She stood up and opened the coke and took a large swig of it before she put the cap back on and set it back down. She squared her shoulders and walked to the door. She turned and shot Brandon a small smile before she pushed the door open and stepped inside. She walked over to the bed and took in his appearance. Brenda pulled the plastic chair up next to his bed. She grabbed her hand and brought it to her lips. She kissed the back of it and held it to her cheek so she knew he still had a fighting chance.
"Your doctor, Danvers, told me you could hear me. Brandon convinced me to come talk to you. We still have to tell the rest of the gang, but I don't want to worry them until I know you are out of the dark. I can't lose you Dylan. I love you" she said. She hated that he couldn't respond to her. She hated that he was, for all intents and purposes, a vegetable. She needed him to open his eyes and tell her that he loved her too. She needed the person Dylan was, not this vulnerable version. "I never hated you for what you did. I was just hurting when I said those things. I can't lose you Dylan. My heart belongs to you." Brenda gently set his hand back down and stood up, kissing him on the forehead before she put the chair back and headed back out to the waiting room. The tears continued to roll down her cheeks as she stood in front of Brandon, noticing he was hurting too. Dylan was his best friend and neither of them knew if he would ever wake up again or not. Suddenly the beeping started again in Dylan's room. Brenda swung around and Brandon's head snapped up as they watched doctors come and go. Danvers stopped at the doorway to give them a reassuring smile right before he headed in himself. Brenda's heart sunk. She hoped things were ok. She stood watching the door unmoving as she waited for news. When she saw the doctor walk towards her, she was nervous, scared. She didn't want to know what happened this time. She didn't know if her heart could handle it. As he approached, Brandon came and stood next to her.
"He's awake and asking for you Ms. McKay" Dr. Danvers said with a large smile covering his face. Dylan had to have been one of the most stubborn patients he had ever had. Even with almost losing him twice since the accident happened, Dylan still came through when there was almost no hope that he would. Brenda stood up and ran past the doctor into the room. She stood in the door and watched as a small, drug induced smile came across his face. She smile wider and wiped the tears off of her face, which was a useless task seeming that the sad tears were replaced with tears of joy. She crossed the room in short, fast strides as she walked up to his bed. She grabbed his right hand in hers and stroked his hair away from his face. She could see cuts and bruises, but she knew he would survive this time. She leaned down and kissed each cut before she kissed him soundly on the lips.
He was alive and that was all she wanted and needed.
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Ok so he is awake and no cliffy seeing that my brother and boyfriend are no help! Ugh! Hehe jk love you both! Ok so let me know what you think, Cassie's flame policy still stand (I don't even know if she knows I stole it yet) thanks for reading!