Jesse was now in his ICU room. Lying with machines beeping and wires
surrounding all over his body. He had been come out of surgery few minutes
ago. His condition is very critical. He was lying at death's door.
Concussion, broken bones, internal bleedings, and so on.
Amanda was the first one to enter the room. "Jesse?" she whispered, covering her mouth with one hand. She looked behind, where Mark and Steve were following him.
The three of them gathered at Jesse's bedside.
"Oh, Jesse. What happened to you?" Mark patted the limp hand.
"Dad," Steve said. Remembering something, he looked deeply to his father's eyes. Mark looked at him. "This is all my fault."
"What?"
"I told him to go home because he looked exhausted." he paused, "but I should've driven him home."
Mark put his arm around Steve shoulders. "No, it isn't your fault. Don't say that. Anything could happen, Steve."
***
Two days went by. But there was no improvement in Jesse's condition.
Jesse started so stir. He moaned and opened his eyes. The room seemed familiar to him. He tried to get up, but he couldn't. Then, the door was opened. He saw a gleam of light, and then he saw Mia walked up to him.
"Mi. Mia." Jesse tried to get up once again.
"Sssshh, calm down, Jess," Mia soothed him.
"You. you okay?" Jesse asked.
"I'm fine, Jess. Don't worry. I'm okay. And I'm happy, Jess."
"Thought I'd killed you."
Mia shook her head, "No. But I think I'm the one who caused you this trouble, aren't I?"
"No," Jesse replied, putting his index finger on her mouth.
There was silence in the room. Mia stroked Jesse's hand lightly and smiled to him.
"Well, my time is over, Jess," She sighed. "I should go."
"No, please." Jesse begged. "Please don't leave me. I don't want to be alone."
"No, Jess. You're not alone. You have Amanda, Steve and Mark. They're waiting for you, Jess," Mia stood. "They're going to take care of you, just like what they did to me, Jess."
"But Mia."
"No, don't follow me, Jess. Life must go on," Mia opened the door. A gleam of light was seen again.
"Mia." Jesse tried to get up, which only caused him pain.
***
"Mia."
Amanda had been sitting with Jesse when Jesse started to agitate, calling Mia's name. She was startled.
"Mia, don't go, please. don't leave me. Mia."
"Jess?" she called his name, but it looked like Jesse didn't hear her. He kept calling Mia's name. "Mark!" Amanda shouted.
Half running, Mark came into the room. Seeing the way Jesse was acting, Mark checked him over. Holding Jesse's hand, he shook his head, trading looks with Amanda.
Amanda sighed, almost bursting into tears, "Do you think what I'm thinking?" She paused, "that he met Mia in his delirious dream?"
"Sssh, don't even think about that, Amanda," Mark hugged her. "Just be sure that he'll come around. Keep supporting him. Then he'll be sure to make his way back to us."
***
"What are we going to say to Jesse about Mia?" Steve asked Mark when they ate dinner.
"Well, we have to tell the truth. But I hope we can wait until he recovers," Mark answered.
"And if we can't?"
"I don't know, son."
***
The next day, Mark sat with Jesse when Jesse started to act like the previous day again.
"Jess, calm down. It's me, Jess. Don't worry, I'm here," Mark tried to soothe him.
At the same time, Amanda and Steve entered the room. Frowning, they looked at Jesse closer.
Jesse was much calmer now. He stirred again, moaning, and opened his eyes. Looking up, he saw his three friends.
"Welcome back, Jess," Mark said, smiling at him.
"Mark? Wh-where's Mia?" Jesse asked, with hoarse voice.
Mark, Steve and Amanda exchanges looks.
Amanda was the first one to enter the room. "Jesse?" she whispered, covering her mouth with one hand. She looked behind, where Mark and Steve were following him.
The three of them gathered at Jesse's bedside.
"Oh, Jesse. What happened to you?" Mark patted the limp hand.
"Dad," Steve said. Remembering something, he looked deeply to his father's eyes. Mark looked at him. "This is all my fault."
"What?"
"I told him to go home because he looked exhausted." he paused, "but I should've driven him home."
Mark put his arm around Steve shoulders. "No, it isn't your fault. Don't say that. Anything could happen, Steve."
***
Two days went by. But there was no improvement in Jesse's condition.
Jesse started so stir. He moaned and opened his eyes. The room seemed familiar to him. He tried to get up, but he couldn't. Then, the door was opened. He saw a gleam of light, and then he saw Mia walked up to him.
"Mi. Mia." Jesse tried to get up once again.
"Sssshh, calm down, Jess," Mia soothed him.
"You. you okay?" Jesse asked.
"I'm fine, Jess. Don't worry. I'm okay. And I'm happy, Jess."
"Thought I'd killed you."
Mia shook her head, "No. But I think I'm the one who caused you this trouble, aren't I?"
"No," Jesse replied, putting his index finger on her mouth.
There was silence in the room. Mia stroked Jesse's hand lightly and smiled to him.
"Well, my time is over, Jess," She sighed. "I should go."
"No, please." Jesse begged. "Please don't leave me. I don't want to be alone."
"No, Jess. You're not alone. You have Amanda, Steve and Mark. They're waiting for you, Jess," Mia stood. "They're going to take care of you, just like what they did to me, Jess."
"But Mia."
"No, don't follow me, Jess. Life must go on," Mia opened the door. A gleam of light was seen again.
"Mia." Jesse tried to get up, which only caused him pain.
***
"Mia."
Amanda had been sitting with Jesse when Jesse started to agitate, calling Mia's name. She was startled.
"Mia, don't go, please. don't leave me. Mia."
"Jess?" she called his name, but it looked like Jesse didn't hear her. He kept calling Mia's name. "Mark!" Amanda shouted.
Half running, Mark came into the room. Seeing the way Jesse was acting, Mark checked him over. Holding Jesse's hand, he shook his head, trading looks with Amanda.
Amanda sighed, almost bursting into tears, "Do you think what I'm thinking?" She paused, "that he met Mia in his delirious dream?"
"Sssh, don't even think about that, Amanda," Mark hugged her. "Just be sure that he'll come around. Keep supporting him. Then he'll be sure to make his way back to us."
***
"What are we going to say to Jesse about Mia?" Steve asked Mark when they ate dinner.
"Well, we have to tell the truth. But I hope we can wait until he recovers," Mark answered.
"And if we can't?"
"I don't know, son."
***
The next day, Mark sat with Jesse when Jesse started to act like the previous day again.
"Jess, calm down. It's me, Jess. Don't worry, I'm here," Mark tried to soothe him.
At the same time, Amanda and Steve entered the room. Frowning, they looked at Jesse closer.
Jesse was much calmer now. He stirred again, moaning, and opened his eyes. Looking up, he saw his three friends.
"Welcome back, Jess," Mark said, smiling at him.
"Mark? Wh-where's Mia?" Jesse asked, with hoarse voice.
Mark, Steve and Amanda exchanges looks.