Kayleigh's POV
I held onto Dougie's hand tightly, after the doctors returned him. I wanted to speak to him, just to hear his voice and for me to tell him that he would be fine. But, thats the thing I feared. That Dougie wouldn't be fine. I wanted to scream to him just to open his eyes and to make conversation with him. But nothing would work. The doctors told me and Danny that bones would heal, but you just have to give it time, and to think of his mind like a bone. That when he was ready, and felt better he would fix his mind and wake up from this 'deep sleep' as he called it, and talk to us. His metaphor didn't work. It just confused Danny and made me think that his mind was broken and wouldn't want to fix its self, or that it would take a very long time, that me nor Danny had the patience for. This 'deep sleep' the doctor told us, described it as Dougie was in a coma. But I knew that wasn't true. He just needed a bit of time, for his body to fix all the scratches and bruises, and the only way for that to happen was for Dougie to sleep it off..Thats all that he was doing..sleeping. Danny came and sat by me for a while, but neither of us spoke to eachother. We just sat there in each others comfort, staring at Dougie and hoping that he would be fine. I rested my head slightly on Danny's shoulder, still looking at Dougie. Trying to wipe away the cold tears that fell from my eyes. 'Hes going to be fine. We will get out of this place and he's going to laugh about it.' I thought.
'Hes going to be okay, isn't he?' I whispered to Danny.
'Yeah yeah..sure he will, he'll be right as rain.'