Chapter 6

John paced back and forth in the waiting room hoping that the worst hadn't happened. This is all my fault, John thought as he paced some more. I shouldn't have left her. I should have been there for her all these years. The doctor finally came out to talk to John.

The good news was that Jenna was fine and she was stable. But they didn't know when exactly or if she would wake up. John walked pass the doctor and hurried to Jenna's room. All he wanted to do was see her because he thought it might be the last time.

He opened the door to her room. There were more machines in the room this time. Jenna was breathing, but just barely. Please don't die, please don't die, please don't die. You can't die on me Jenna. I know I'm the only person you have left in this world right now. There was a reason I saw you in that bar last night. I shouldn't have left you all those years ago. I should've stayed so I could've protected you in your family. I'm so sorry. Please...just wake up Jenna!

A second later John left a movement. Her finger was moving against his hand, and then Jenna's eyes opened again. John took her hand and then moved it to his face. He was almost in a trance. He moved down to kiss Jenna...and then pulled back and let go of Jenna's hand as he hurried out the room.

John then hurried past Dorian as he almost tried to run down the stairs. "John! John!" Dorian yelled after him.

"Leave me alone Dorian." John yelled as he kept walking fast down the stairs.

"You love her."

John stopped and shook his head. "Loved her. I loved her, Dorian. Past-tense. Past as it should be. I already love someone else."

"Who doesn't love you. But this girl does."

John was starting to get mad. "You think I don't know that?! I just...I can't love her back." He hurried down the last flight of stairs and out the hospital door. He stopped and looked at Dorian. "Jenna and I were together for almost 5 years. Right before she turned 18, I got transferred to the other side of town. I didn't think I would ever see her again so I ended it. I blame myself every day for what could have been. If I hadn't moved her parents would still be alive and she wouldn't be in this situation."

"You still saved her. And you can still be in her life."

John shook his head again. "She doesn't need me."