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"Matt, I don't know what to do. She's awake, she remembers what happened, but every so often I see her staring into the distance with this desperate look on her face. I'm concerned because she hasn't brought up what she told me when she awoke from her coma."
"You mean about being married, about being a derby winner." The incredulous way Matt says this makes me question bringing the topic to him. At least Dani would have been sympathetic, Jean would have been worried and Pablo would have been understanding, but Matt he was joking about it. He didn't think it was a problem at all that my fiancé imagined our wedding.
"Matt you don't understand. She believed these things really happened. She was insistent that first day after she woke up. However, as soon as we explained the events that led to her coma she withdrew from us. Matt, I need help. I need to know what I can do to get that looks out of her eyes," Worried, I look over my shoulder at Kris sleeping in the hospital bed behind us. She has gotten better in the last few days, the dark circles slowly fading from beneath her eyes. She has regained a little of her strength and the doctors say her release from the hospital is impending, but looking over my shoulder I don't know. She still seems so fragile, even more so when she awake. "All the doctors will tell me is that she's had a lot of trauma to her brain. That it may take time for her to come to grips with what has happened and to fully recover from her accident. They are telling me to wait, to let her heal in her own time, but I don't know if I can do that, Matt. There has to be a way to get that look to leave her eyes, to be able to see her smile again."
"I'm sure everything will be fine. Kris will recover, you will go on to get married, she can have her chance at the Kentucky derby – this time for real. I wouldn't worry too much, Junior."
Anger, like I have never experienced, was taking over my mind. All I could see was red – every time Matt opened his mouth and flippantly dismissed my concerns I got angrier.
"Kris is everything to me and she is injured, not just physically but mentally and there is nothing I can do about it. Every time I try to bring my concerns to the doctors they dismiss it, but I hoped that my best friend, that Kris' best friend, would be there to help us. At least to be a shoulder to lean on, to help me find a way to help Kris. But no! You stand in front of me and reject my concerns. You make light of the fact that the woman I love is confusing our lives with a comatose memory. I need help, but I guess I can't count on you anymore," I turn sharply away, the anger radiating off my body.
"Junior – I'm sorry…" Matt barely gets the words out before I turn back to him.
"Please leave. We need family that cares, but that's not you anymore," The low, menacing voice almost doesn't sound like mine. But to get angry at Matt anymore isn't worth my time. I need to be concerned with Kris. I place my hand over hers, leaning down to place a kiss near her ear. Behind me I hear the door to Kris' room close.
A/N: No matter what I do I cannot seem to get the chapters to be any longer… The story just won't cooperate with me, sorry! I hope to be able to write a little more later this weekend, but it most likely will be a while before I can upload another chapter. I have a great idea for the ending though, something that will bring Kris' comatose memories and the real events closer together. I want my characters to be happy Also, I want you all to be happy so let me know what you think about the story so far. Thanks for taking the time to read and review.