Chapter 13
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(RECAP) I was back, I remembered everything, all I had left to do was to wake up...but that part I was finding hard.
Percy's POV
She just fell to the floor and hit her head, just like that. Then it was like she just stopped, right there, she didn't move a muscle. So I did the first thing that came to mind, carried her to the couch and lay her down. It took me a few minutes to realise I had to call the ambulance but that wasn't because I was dumb or stupid. I was shocked, scared of losing her.
But when I snapped back to realty, I ran to the phone and told them everything. The ambulance arrived about ten minutes later, what felt like record timing. Time flew whilst I was in the back with her, holding her hand, breaking slowly inside. What did this mean? She had hit her head again, would she remember? Or does this mean that she'll never remember?
My heart slumped to the floor as they carried her away and asked me to stay behind. One of doctors quickly turned to say, "She'll be alright," before going through the huge double doors and leaving me behind.
I walked to the waiting area and pushed my back to the wall, slumping down to the floor. I placed my head into my hands, running my fingers through my hair. Hours later, a nurse came to me and knelt by my side. She placed her hand softly on my shoulder. "Hey," she said, "what's your name?"
"P-Percy," I replied, simply.
"Well, Percy, we've done all the checks and she should be fine, there was a lot of damage on her head though so we'll see what happens to her memory, there will definitely be some effect. But again, she should be fine, she just has to wake up," she smiled.
"Thank you," I said, lifting my head from my hands. She smiled again and left.
I walked slowly into the room where she was lying on the bed. I sat there, for a while, just to be with her so that when she woke up, yes when, I'd be there. But she didn't. She opened her eyes a few times which got me excited, I had run to the doctors several times only to find them closed again when I had returned with a doctor.
I had to go and see my mother, her and Annabeth were both staying in the same hospital. Just saying that broke my heart. Annabeth and I were meant to wake up and get to the hospital to visit her. That didn't go so well. My two favourite girls, in the whole world, were in hospital. One was doing fine though, the other...I didn't know.
I finally got to my mom's room and knocked, softly, on her door. She turned and smiled but quickly erased it when she saw my face. I guess she was hoping for one in return. "What's wrong?" she asked, panicking.
"Annabeth, she's...here in hospital."
She laughed, "I know she is, you said you'd come visit, silly. Where is she?" she asked innocently, completely oblivious to the fact that Annabeth was laying unconscious in a hospital bed on the other side of the building.
So I told her. Everything. Her mouth was left hung open throughout. And I broke down into tears. It hurt so bad that I didn't know how she was doing. My mom was worried about both me and Annabeth as she rubbed my back to calm me down. She told me that everything would be ok, that Annabeth will wake up healthy and fine, in perfect condition but we both knew that the last part was probably a long shot.
She told me to go back to Annabeth after a while. So I walked down the halls, absent-mindedly to her room and sat down again beside her.
Hours passed by until the clock struck four. Four o'clock in the morning. I hadn't eaten or slept but my eyelids were getting heavy. I can't sleep, I told myself. But I had no choice. My body wasn't letting me stay awake. Normally, I would be able to stay awake all night, most people would but the crying that I had done waiting for Annabeth to wake had exhausted me. So I fell into a deep sleep, dreaming of her, of us. My head was resting on the side of her bed, the top was just touching the side of her stomach and I let go of her hand so that I wouldn't hurt her by sleeping on it or something stupid, I was always doing weird things in my sleep.
Falling asleep made me escape the outside world. Escape the fact that Annabeth was in hospital, the fact that my mom was in hospital and the fact that Annabeth couldn't remember me, her boyfriend.
I loved it, every second of the blissful sleep that I had got until I felt a soothing hand on my head, ruffling my hair but gently. Fingers wove through the locks and it woke me. Who was it?
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