A/N: What you've all been waiting for…..THE NEWEST CHAPTER! YAY! I was able to finish it early (: yay (:

Belly P.O.V

Age Sixteen

I was only in the hospital another night, the next morning I changed and was getting ready to go back to the house. I then remembered Jeremiah's words.

"If he doesn't wake up in two days, we lost him."

I walked over to Conrad's room and Susannah was sitting on a bench right outside the room, looking devastated.

"Suze?"

She jumped, and I guess I scared her. "Oh, Hi Belly." I sat next to her on the bench.

"How's Conrad doing?" I asked her.

"He's…" Tears streamed down her cheeks and it seemed too painful for her to say it out loud.

"Jeremiah told me. It's okay. You don't have to say it if you don't want to." I was trying to be comforting, but I didn't know what to say exactly because I was in the same position as she was.

"I'm so worried. I really hope he's alright."

"Me too."

"Well, if we lose him I'll still have you Jeremiah and Steven to be my little kids." She smiled wearily at me.

"We're not going to lose him." I told her. "Belly, you don't know what's going to happen, but whatever happens, we're like family, and we'll have each other through it."

I smiled. "Susannah, we're leaving the summer house after Conrad gets better, right?"

She nodded slightly. "I don't want to risk anything like this happening again this summer." She started to cry. I hugged her, and she started to sob loudly.

"He'll be okay, Susannah. We have to believe that."

A doctor came out of Conrad's room. "Mrs. Fisher," The doctor said, and I had a feeling this was going to be the end.

Susannah looked up, and she looked a little bit more frazzled now that the doctor said something. I think she thought it was the end too. I looked into Conrad's room. He wasn't awake.

"How's he doing?" She asked, sounding very weak.

"Conrad condition remains the same, his heart is still beating and he's still breathing, but he continues to remain unconscious. Fortunately, the chances of him living are greater than the chances of him passing, but we hold the fear he might become a vegetable in the end."

Susannah nodded, understandingly.

"Do you wanna come in and see your son?" He asked her.

She nodded. I started to follow her, and then the doctor said,

"No other visitors aloud, I'm sorry."

"Belly's like his sister. She's a victim of the accident as well." Susannah told the doctor. The doctor glared at me and let me in grudgingly.

"I'll give you guys a little time." He said, and left the room along with all the other doctors and nurses.

Susannah started to talk to him. "Hi, Conrad." She said, quietly. "I love you so much." She said. "I remember the day that you first started talking." She started to get tears in her eyes. "You said, 'I love you, Mommy.' And I hugged you. I remember having so much love for you, and now even though I don't show it as often, I love you just as much." I got tears in my eyes and started crying myself.

"Belly, you wanna say anything?" I nodded slightly and started to walk toward Conrad's bed making putting Susannah behind me.

"Hey, Con." I said. "So, you're breathing, and your heart's beating." I looked over at Susannah, watching my every move and following my every word. I wasn't really sure what to say.

I reached into my pocket, and I felt the edge of the paper on the note I wrote to him two days ago. I wanted to give it to him, but I wasn't sure if I should. I felt my hand slide out of my pocket, gripping the note, but then I remembered what I wrote in it:

I love you.

My fingers suddenly let go of the note and it fell on the floor. I let it lie there.

I tried to continue what I was saying.

"and now, you're in a coma." I breathed out. "I hope you're okay." And at that very moment, I think a miracle hit Conrad in the head. His fingers started to curve into a fist.

I turned around and looked at Susannah, and she was looking at me. She walked up next to me and grabbed my hand.

His eyes blinked open. "Doctor!" Susannah called.

"Wher-where am I?" He asked.

"You're in the hospital." Susannah almost whispered.

"What's the last you remember?" She asked.

He was looking up, not even at us. "I-I remember getting into the car, and a yellow car crashing into us. Are those guys okay?" He said, and I didn't even occur to me that they could have been hurt too.

"We don't know." She said.

"Am I gonna be okay?" He said, sounding weak.

Susannah didn't answer and neither did I. "Mom?" He asked.

"Where's the doctor?" I almost whispered.

"Yes!" Susannah blurted out. "Where's that doctor?" Conrad reached over and pressed the red button that signaled the doctor to come. I think Conrad didn't want his question to be answered anymore.

The door handle twisted and the doctor came into the room.

"What is the problem, Mrs. Fi-?" The doctor cut himself off when he noticed Conrad sitting up in his bed.

"Hi."

"Oh, I see you're awake." The doctor said, and he seemed a little worried.

"Yeah." He said and looked at the doctor. "I'm gonna be okay? Right?" He asked.

"Right now, we're not sure on what's going to happen. From now you might be okay, you might not. We aren't very sure. Tell us though, how are you feeling."

"Um, pretty good. I can't really feel my left arm, but besides that I feel fine." The doctor nodded. "How does your chest feel?" The doctor asked, writing down something on a clip board.

"My chest?" Conrad asked. Oh right, he didn't know anything happened to his chest. He seemed to move around a little bit, before saying

"A little stiff." The doctor nodded.

"Good." Conrad shrugged.

"Where's Steven and Jeremiah?"

"Jail." I muttered.

"They're in Jail?" He seemed so worried about them when he should have been more worried about himself.

"Honey, they're underage and they were drinking. After you get better we're gonna bail them out." Susannah told him.

"Okay, but why doesn't Laurel just get them out now?"

"Hey, they need to be punished for doing that to you guys." Susannah said. Conrad snickered.

"Yeah it was kinda their fault." He laughed.

"Especially Jeremiah." I muttered under my breath.

I remembered what he said. Do you wanna go all the way when we get back to the house?

I shivered and shrugged it off. "As for you, Mr. Fisher." The doctor started. "It seems your left arm is cut badly and a little glass is in it, but your chest is fine." He said.

"My chest?" Conrad asked again. "After one of the neighbors called 911 for you and your friends, an ambulance came and took you guys to the hospital. Steven and Jeremiah only had a few scratches. Isabelle had a procedure done to remove the glass on her arm and her leg and you had a procedure done on your chest, and you didn't wake up until now obviously." The doctor said. I had surgery? I didn't even know that.

"You have to get a procedure done on your left arm, and you'll be fine."

"wait, wait, wait. What if I don't wake up?" Conrad asked. "We hold that fear too." He doctor said with firm eyes. "But we're pretty sure you'll hold through. Isabelle did, and your chest is different from your arm, your chest holds organs, your arm holds muscles." That sounded weird.
"When am I going to have this "procedure" done?" Conrad asked. The doctor looked around the room for a moment.

"Tomorrow afternoon." The doctor answered. "Okay, so just to get things straight, I'll most likely be okay?" He asked, and it seemed like he was holding his breath.

"Most likely." The doctor answered. Conrad let out a breath. "Tell us if you need anything." The doctor said, and left the room.

"I'm so happy you're alright." Susannah said. "I know me too. I can't be a vegetable, am I supposed to play guitar?" He said, and Susannah and I snickered.

"I'll be right back." Susannah said and walked out.

"Are you okay?" He asked me.

"A little scratched up." I told him.

"Same here." I moved my arm around, and my arm felt a little stiff too.

"So, do you remember what Jeremiah said to you in the car?" He asked.

I looked at him. How could I forget? "A little." I said.

"Aw, our baby Belly was drunk that night too?" He said, and he knew I wasn't.

"I wasn't. I just was concentrating on the road." I protested.

"Really, if you were concentrating on the road so much, then why did we get into a car accident?" He asked, seeing right through my lie.

"It was their fault, not mine! They crashed into us." I told him.

He rolled his eyes. "Okaaay." He said in a sing-song voice.

"Fine, I remember." I admitted.

He smiled and there was an awkward silence. He then said:

"Did it scare you?"

I smiled and snickered but I then realized he was asking a serious question.

"A little." I told him honestly.

"I was too." I looked at him curiously.

What was that supposed to mean?

"Well, I better get back to the house. You know, get my stuff together." I told him.

"Why, we're leaving?" He asked.

I nodded slightly. "Susannah and Laurel don't want to risk anything like this happening again."

"That really sucks."

"I love being down here with you and Steve, it's my favorite time of the year. When you get to just kick back and relax." He continued. I had the same perspective on summer as he did.

"Yeah." I agreed.

"Well, I better be getting back to the house, telling them you're going to be fine, and start to pack." I started to turn around to the door.

"Just Laurel," He tried to convince me.

"Just tell Laurel. Tell Jeremiah and Steven I died. I wanna see their reaction."

I chuckled. "Will do, Conrad." I said, and walked out, smiling to myself.

"Watch out, Steven and Jeremiah." I said, under my breath evilly to myself.

Weren't they in for a surprise.

YAYY! So that's the new chapter :) I can't wait to start the next one!

Thanks For Reading! (:

~B.L 190

By the way, might change my Pen name soon, so if the same story is under the same Pen name, it's probably still me, no worries. (: