AN... Okay guys final chapter, this isn't the ending I had in mind, but I think it fits. Anyway enjoy, and I own nothing, and if you don't enjoy thanks for reading and I hope that you find something you do enjoy.
Through Glass by Stone Sour
I'm looking at you through the glass
Don't know how much time has passed
Oh God it feels like forever
But no one ever tells you that forever feels like home
Sitting all alone inside your head
Cause I'm looking at you through the glass
Don't know how much time has passed
All I know is that it feels like forever
And no one ever tells you that forever feels like home
Sitting all alone inside your head
How do you feel, that is the question
But I forget, you don't expect an easy answer
When something like a soul becomes initialized
And folded up like paper dolls and little notes
You can't expect a bit of folks
so while you're outside looking in
Describing what you see
Remember what you're staring at is me
Cause I'm looking at you through the glass
Don't know how much time has passed
All I know is that it feels like forever
But no one ever tells you that forever feels like home,
sitting all alone inside your head
How much is real, so much to question
An epidemic of the mannequins
Contaminating everything
When thought came from the heart
but never did right from the start
Just listen to the noises
- null and void instead of voices
Before you tell yourself
It's just a different scene
Remember its just different from what you've seen
I'm looking at you through the glass
Don't know how much time has passed
And all I know is that it feels like forever
But no one ever tells you that forever
Feels like home, sitting all alone inside your head
Cause I'm looking at you through the glass
Don't know how much time has passed
And all I know is that it feels like forever
But no one ever tells you that forever
Feels like home, sitting all alone inside your head
And it's the stars
The stars that shine for you
And it's the stars
The stars that lie to you
And it's the stars
The stars that shine for you
And it's the stars
The stars that lie to you
I'm looking at you through the glass
Don't know how much time has passed
Oh God it feels like forever
But no one ever tells you that forever feels like home
Sitting all alone inside your head
'Cause I'm looking at you through the glass
Don't know how much time has passed
All I know is that it feels like forever
But no one ever tells you that forever feels like home
Sitting all alone inside your head
And it's the stars
The stars that shine for you
And it's the stars
The stars that lie to you
And it's the stars
The stars that shine for you
And it's the stars
The stars that lie to you
And it's the stars
The stars that shine for you
And it's the stars
The stars that lie to you
And it's the stars
The stars that shine for you
And it's the stars
The stars that lie to you
and it's the stars
the stars that shine for you
and it's the stars
the stars that lie to you
and it's the stars
the stars that shine for you
and its the stars
the stars that lie to you
who are the stars, who are the stars that lie!
I woke up in a white room with one window, and that was on the door. "Lizzie, your awake I see." A nurse had announced as he stepped into the room. "Plan on talking to me today?" He questioned as he sat me up on the bed. "Thats okay, Maybe you will one day." He then lifted me into a wheel chair and took me out of the room. "You have extra visitors today." He announced as we entered what I guessed was the visiting room.
As we entered I saw my parents, Matt, Larry, and a very pregnant Miranda. As we approached I wondered how long I was away for. Was he really telling me that he was dead, or am I dreaming now? I really couldn't make sense of anything. The nurse that had been talking to me rolled me up to the table nodded at my parents and walked away. I tried to lift my hand to the table, but they wouldn't move. It was like I could tell my body to do something, and it wouldn't respond. My mother reached out and put her hand on my arm.
"Lizzie, you look better today." She cooed taking my features in.
I tried to turn my gaze or give some sort of response, but all I could do was look ahead and not move. In my field of vison I could see everyone at the table, but I couldn't let them know it.
"Lizzie, we decided that since the baby is a girl that we'd name her Annabelle Elizabeth Tudgeman, that way she'll have the name of people who mean alot to us." Miranda said taking my hand. I could see the pain in her eyes, but I could do nothing to comfort it.
"Larry, Miranda, I'm sure that will mean alot to Lizzie when she wakes up." My mother smiled hugging them both.
"Jo thats enough, it's been over a year. If she was going to get better she would have done it by now." My father yelled.
A year, has it really been that long. Am I really not dreaming. After the outburst my father kissed my forehead and walked out the doors. Miranda and Larry hugged me and they left also. My mother shed a few silent tears, kissed me and also left.
"Dad just doesn't understand Liz. I know you'll get better. It's hard to lose the one you love." Matt whispered in my ear before also leaving.
"Well, that was a different than usual." The friendly nurse remarked at my family and friends departure. "Try not to be mad at them though. Your mom did try to take care of you at home, but it got to be too much for her. They really do love you Liz, they miss you too." He explained as we walked to my room. After he shut the door and got me repositioned on the bed I realized that he looked familiar. "I miss you too." He said as he left.
"He did die." Were the first words to escape my comatose state. I looked about my surroundings. All this time I had been trapped in my own false reality. "Well why did I come back now!" I yelled to the ceiling. Immediately the tears started to fall. "Why did I have to lose him and bring so much pain to my family also!" I screamed out to no one in particular. At this point I realized the feeling in my body had returned and I could now move. I jumped up and raced to beat on the door. I wanted to talk to my mother, to let her know that I was okay and I wanted to go home.
"Liz, your really awake!" The nurse from earlier exclaimed. "Oh, I missed you so much." He cried pulling me into a hug.
"I want to call my mother." I told him as he released me.
"No problem." He answered taking my hand and leading me out of the room and into the directors office.
"Thank you for bringing her here, we'll take her now." The secretary told my nurse as we walked into the door.
"You'll be okay Liz, can we talk later?" He asked.
"Sure." I replied not quite knowing who he was.
"Elizabeth, you may go in now." The secretary told me.
"Well hello Elizabeth, it's a pleasure to finally be able to hear your voice." A large man bhind a desk greeted me.
"Hello sir, I'm afraid I don't know who you are, but if you would let me call my mother, I would be happy to talk with you afterwards."
"Where are my manners, I'm Dr. Sheilds, please have a seat and your mother is already on the phone, here it is."
"Thank you." I said as I sat down and greedily reached for the phone to talk to my mother.
After some heartfelt conversation, my mother and I hung up and she was on her way to get me along with my dad and Matt.
"Elizabeth, I'm glad to see you doing so well, now do you mind my asking you a few questions?" He asked.
"No problem I suppose." I replied.
"Whats the last thing you remember before waking up?" He questioned grabbing a clipboard and writing things down.
Deciding that it would be best to not meantion my dream reality, I proceeded to tell him the story of Gordo and Shane, how Gordo had commited suicide, and the last scene of my life was of his death.
"Mhmm, Well I see what sparked your comatose state, but I feel there is something you should kno-"
"Doctor, the McGuires are here." His secretary interupted.
"Send them in." Was his reply.
After my parents entered the room I was engroped in a family hug and lots of tears were shed. After the scene was over, we sat down to talk with Dr. Sheilds.
"Elizabeth seems to be completely cured. All I see that needs to be done are a couple of threpy sessions a week and she will be her normal self again." He smiled. "Here are the discharge papers, and I see no reason to delay filling them out. Your daughter appears to really want to go home."
We gathered my belongings and headed home. It was a suprisingly short ride, and I couldn't have been happier to be surounded by so many people who cared for me. I looked at the familiar sights and couldn't help but recall memories of times spent with my friends. I looked in the box next to me, and saw pictures that had apparently been taken while I was out of it. I looked at one of me in Mirandas wedding. I couldn't believe she kept her promise that I would be her maid of honor. I flipped it over looking for a date, but found a note from her instead.
"Lizzie, you must think I'm crazy for doing this, but a promise is a promise. I always thought you and Gordo would be the ones to be married first, even if you never told each other how you felt, everyone knew it was going to happen. W-" the rest was blurred and I couldn't make it out.
I looked at the others, mostly of mom and me or me and Matt. There was one of the four of us in there, and at the bottom was one of the friendly nurse and I.
"Your really quiet back ther Liz, are you okay?" My dad asked not taking his eyes off the road.
"I'm fine, trying to figure out who this is." I said showing mom the picture in question.
"Oh," Mom said looking at it, then handing it back to me. "He's your nurse, he stuck by your side everyday."
"Damn, he wanted to talk to me before I left, and I forgot."
"It's okay, I'm sure you'll see him again, and he will understand." Dad said pulling int the driveway. "Here we are kiddo, you ready?"
"I'm glad to be home dad." I replied racing him to the door.
"Suprise Lizzie, Welcome home!" Miranda, Larry, Matt, Shane, some girl I didn't recognize, and the nurse from the institution yelled.
"Oh my god, I didn't expect this!" I exclaimed sitting down.
"We're just so happy your back with us Lizzie." Miranda said sitting next to me and pulling me into a tight hug. "I missed you so much."
"I missed you too Miranda" I said embracing her back.
I spent the rest of the night catching up in my friends lives and found out that the girl I didn't know was Shanes wife. Funny how much things had changed in a year and I had missed it all. Towards the middle of the party things started settling down as Miranda was filling in Shanes wife, Clarissa, what pregnancy was all about. I took this opportunity to escape the attention that had fallen on me and disappear to my room for a bit, I wanted to see if that to had changed.
As I had suspected it was the same as I had left it, and I was sitting in the middle of the floor lost in my thoughts when my nurse had walked in. "She thought it would upset you to wake up and not have at least one thing be the same."
"Oh, I guess she was right." I greeted my visitor.
"I saw you sneak away. I thought I could talk to you now." He said sitting next to me.
"Oh sure, but I'm sorry to say, I really can't remember who you are." I replied taking in his crystal blue eyes and short shaved hair. I let my eyes take in his muscular body. He was definately cute, and he had seen me at my worst and still wanted to talk to me.
"Thats okay Liz, I've changed so much I really didn't expect you to." He answered taking my hand and placing it to his cheast. "You still do it to me." He said as I could feel his heart beat.
My mind was swirling with thoughts."How long have we known each other?" I questioned looking into his eyes.
"Maybe this will tell you." He answered as he pulled out a curly wig and placed it on his head.
"Gordy!" I exclaimed taking him in my arms. "I thought you had died. I love you so much."
"I love you too Lizzie." He replied holding me close. "I'm so sorry."
"I'm sorry I left you too. I scared everyone." I cried into his cheast.
"Shhh it's ok, we're both here now, and maybe now we could try being together if you want."
"Oh I definately want." I answered looking into his tearfilled eyes and pressing my lips to his. "I never want to lose you again."