Austin's POV: You all have been waiting to see that again right?
All I hear is a terrible beeping sound. My head is pounding so hard, like someone is taking my head, and pounding it against a wall. My throat is also on fire. It feels like someone shoved a knife down it. The pain is unbearable. I open my eyes, everything's so bright. Oh my god what is happening? The room starts spinning. Something is so wrong. Am I dead? I gasp for air. If I'm not dead already, this must be what death feels like.
A woman runs over to me, my whole body is shaking and squirming. She tries holding me down and keeps yelling "Calm down! It's okay!" She jabs a needle into my arm.
I'm still now, staring at the wall across from my bed. I can barely move, like I'm trapped. What's going on? Where am I?
A man walks into my room now. He starts reading my chart, and then looks at me.
"Mr. Moon. I'm Dr. James. Do you know why you're here?" He asks.
"I…" It hurts to talk. I put my hand on my throat.
"Ah… It's from the breathing tube you had. You were very ill Mr. Moon. You got an infection from your gunshot wound. You were brought in unconscious, barely breathing. You had surgery but you lost a lot of blood and went into a coma. We weren't sure if you were going to wake up."
I didn't know what to think. Last I remember I was in Ally's room and…
Wait! Ally, where is she?
"W-w-here…," I start to cough. My new stitches ache, a familiar feeling.
"You're lucky that girl brought you in when she did." He says, looking at my chart again.
I grab the glass of water that is on the table next to me and drink some.
"Where, is Ally?" I finally say.
"Oh, was that her name? I'm not sure. She was here, visiting you every day. Actually she had a room right next door. But I haven't seen her in a couple of days." His pager goes off. He looks at me. I nod and he walks out.
Ally hasn't been around in a couple days? Why would she leave? That doesn't sound like her. Unless, she gave up and figured I wouldn't wake up, but would she give up on me like that?
The nurse who jabbed me with the needle earlier walks into my room. She smiles at me apologetically.
"I know, it's okay, you had to do it." I say. I can talk better now, but everything still hurts.
"I have to change your IV now." She says, and then I give her my arm.
"Have you seen the girl who brought me here?" I ask her.
"Is she the sweet brown haired girl?" She smiles. "I haven't seen her in a couple of days. She seems to really care about you. Is she your girlfriend?"
"Well, No. We're best friends though." I say shyly.
"Oh, well I overheard her saying a lot of things to you while you were in the coma, while I was on the other side of the curtain helping the other patient. Didn't sound like best friend love to me." She smiles, winks at me and leaves the room.
Huh? What's that supposed to mean?
But then a terrible thought hits me. Ally wouldn't leave my side, I just know it. That only means one thing.
Andrew must have got her.