Kyle POV

Beep… Beep… Beep… was what I was welcomed back to consciousness by.

I slowly broke my eyes open and the bright white and blue of the room blinded me. As my eyes adjusted, the first thing I noticed was her tranquil face across the corridor. Her eyeliner was smudged and make under her eyes look deep and haunted. Her usually bright, doll like eyes were closed, giving her whole being a cold, absent vibe.

"Welcome back, Kyle," a rounded faced nurse whispered.

I ignored her attempt at conversation and diverted my attention back to the beauty across the hall.

"Ebony?" I called out.

"Ebbie? Eb?..." I was cut off by the nurse.

"Dear, your friend isn't likely to wake up for another day at least. She's suffered the worst out of all three of you but, your other friend is outside waiting to see you. Would you like me to show her in?"

A tear slipped down my cheek, but I nodded. Bella walked tentatively in at the beckoning of the nurse. Her clothes were tattered and torn and she had a black plaster cast over her right arm. Her hair was also clearly still blood stained.

"Hey." Bella whispered as she walked in. She cleared her throat as she sat on the plastic chair.

"Is she going to wake up?" I croaked, choked up with potential tears. My eyes never made contact with Bella, as they didn't leave Ebony. All I wanted to do was get up and put my arms around her, tell her it'd all be okay and that she would wake up and enchant me once again with that perfect smile… Her smile.

My blissful daydream was shattered by the sound of crashing trolley beds, barging through the double doors one space away from where Ebony was. A man was wheeled in. about 3 doctors rushed in with the bed, shouting random numbers but one was repeating over and over,

"Mr. Way? Can you open your eyes? Squeeze my hand if you can hear me Mr. Way."

It couldn't be…

Bella was rushed out due to his arrival and another doctor came over to the machine I was linked to. He 'umm'ed and 'hmm'ed for a moment then glanced at me and walked back over to 'Mr. Way'. All through the commotion Ebony didn't stir, and her closed eyes didn't falter. She was completely dead to the world around her and I couldn't do a thing about it.

Bella's POV

Sat out here is hell.

My two best friends in the whole world are in ICU and I've been discharged with a broken wrist and mild concussion after only 24 hours in here. They won't tell me anything about either of them due to not being family or related, so I'm stuck here until I can get a decent word out of Kyle.

I walked over to the blinded glass wall between Kyle and myself to see him laying back against the crisp white pillow with a tear running down his cheek. He was going through torture and had been since Ebony broke up with him. They dated for about 6 months and went through a lot together. She was his life support and together they seemed like they could take on the world but, Ebony didn't feel the same way. She didn't like the dependence he had on her and needed the space, so broke up with him, promising him she'd be there for him still, which she was and still is. She went on with life and was happy, but Kyle… He puts on this happy and cool act but inside he's not. He's told me he loves her and no one else. He told me he can't imagine life without her. When she gets a new guy he swears to himself that if this guy hurts his Ebony, he won't walk away with all of his ribs intact. He's a good guy and really does love her, but is petrified to tell her the truth. This has been the case for 3 years now.

Kyle's eyes started to flutter closed as he fell asleep.

I went home that night after a long chat with a heartbroken Kyle.

When I arrived I showered and had some food but still wasn't happy or relaxed. I tried to sleep then gave up, and ended up texting Kyle's mobile.

Me: How are you coping? Has she woken yet? X

Kyle: I'm okay. I don't know where she is. They wheeled her off about half hour ago and then I got taken to the ward to recover. She hadn't stirred or moved the whole time I watched her and all the attention she got was nurses pumping more crap into her system via the three million needles stuck in her. I just want to find her, rip them all out and take her home.

Me: Honey, you can't do that. She'll get better. It's our Ebony. I promise. X

Kyle: Yeah. My Ebbie… x