(A/N) I AM SOOOOOOOOOOOO SORRY! I was having major writer's block on this story, but I posted a one shot to stay active.)
IMPORTANT: Yes, I know that this is under the wrong tag, but I was still figuring out the website when I posted this, so if I am able to change it, I will. Also, I will only be posting on weekends mostly, maybe a few during the week. Anyway, on with the story!
Beast Out!
Mal's Pov
My friends waited three weeks for me to wake up, without losing hope. I feel a swell of pride at my ability to have made such good friends. And Ben... Ben is just... wow. He helped me realize the goodness in my heart, and that is what kept me alive in that awful place. Thinking of Ben, our future together, that made me hang on. My thoughts are interrupted by the very guy that is on my mind.
"Mal, I thought I was going to lose you.." He says, tears in his eyes, holding my fragile hand in a death grip. "I-If I lost you, there would be nothing that could make me feel like I was... needed. I don't know what I would have done. Just, just stay with me for a while longer."
"How about for the rest of your life?" I say, my voice devoid of humor, completely serious. I look into his eyes, and see the love he has for me, the passion, the concern.
He leans down, and runs a hand through my hair. This hospital bed doesn't have much room for two people, which is handy, because doing it in a hospital is not very smart. Also, right as he was leaning down, Evie, Jay, and Carlos walked in.
"Uhh, were we interrupting something?" Carlos asked with a grin on his face. I shoot him a hard glare.
"Carlos!" Evie says, slapping him hard in the chest. This makes Carlos blush. Oh my god. Does he...? No way. Must just be a coincidence.
"No-no! It's fine! Uhmm.. I'm sorry I made you all worry about me..." I hate showing weakness, it's one of my biggest fears. It was drilled into my head since I could breathe. And being vulnerable like I was, I shudder at the thought. I know I should let that go, but I just can't.
"It wasn't you! And we don't know if that thing is gone, because Ben said that it just disappeared." Jay said, reading my face.
"Guys, let's not worry Mal, she did just wake up from a coma..." Ben said, turning to me a smiling sexily. I blush.
"Okay, well Mal," A doctor says. Huh. I didn't even hear him come in. "You can head home now, you've been cleared, but if anything unusual occurs, tell someone immediately. "
"No problem. And thank you." I stand up, and brush my purple hair from my forehead. I am dressed in a hospital gown, so I head to the bathroom to change. Once I come out, I take Ben's hand, grip it tight, and lean my head on his warm, soft shoulder. I know, from this moment on, that he will never leave my side.
Not if I have any say in it.
(A/N This chapter was pretty much about Ben and Mal, but what's with Carlos? I guess you'll have to wait and see!)
