First of all, thanks to all the new followers and those who have reviewed, it means a lot ! Second, I got a suggestions about seeing more reactions from Santana, which was what you're going to get in this chapter, so those of you who wanted to see more of Santana, I hope you like this !
"We're losing him!" A doctor exclaimed.
After what seemed like a few hours standing in the surgery room with a very worried Jason, the surgeons finally got his heart to start beating again. However, he still laid there unconscious.
We witnessed a very tense operation. Well, I wasn't really fond of blood and organs, so I just turned around to look some place else while Jason was focused on the surgeon's every movement.
When the operation was finished, we both sat down on the chairs in the observation room where the interns were watching the operation a few moments ago.
Jason let out a breath and struggled to get the words out of his mouth, "I just... I can't imagine what would have happened if it was all over." he said, his voice was shaky.
"Can I ask what happened? I mean, how did you get here?" I asked, but I realised that it was actually a quite rude question so I rushed out a few other words, "I'm sorry. That was rude of me. It's not a question I should have asked", as I slapped my forehead.
He let out a quiet chuckle and shook his head, "No it's fine, really." he said, taking a big breath before saying "I have a heart condition. So one day, while I was playing basketball, I think I just collapsed, right there, on the basketball court." Jason explained, "Luckily, my friends were there and they knew about my heart condition, so they called the emergencies and I got rushed to the hospital. And ever since, I've been watching myself from this world" he shrugged.
"I'm so sorry" I said, incapable of saying anything else.
"It's fine" he stated.
"I got into a car crash" I blurted out. Since he told me what happened to him, I figured it would be unfair if I didn't tell him my story.
Jason nodded understandably and he repeated my words, "I'm sorry"
I wasn't going to tell him why I was driving, yet. It hurt too much to even think about it. About Rachel's wedding with Finn.
"I'm just going to walk a bit" I told him, getting up from the chair.
Jason lifted his head to look at me and said, "I'll just stay here for a while. We'll meet after anyway"
I nodded in agreement to what he just said, and walked through the door. It was actually strange to be able to walk through doors, without actually opening them. But then I gathered that it was normal since if we were able to touch and move things, people would know that unconscious people are roaming around freely in the halls of the hospital. I chuckled lightly at the thought, even though it would be so much easier if we were able to touch things.
I walked through the halls and headed to my room.
No one was there, so I walked into it and sat myself down on those plastic couches that every hospital rooms have. They are absolutely hideous, if you ask me. And not at all comfortable.
I sat down and looked at myself. The one who was laying unconscious, on a hospital bed.
I brought my shaking hand to my lips, as if to stop them from quivering.
"Wake up" I told myself, out loud.
"Wake up !" I repeated, taking hold of my dead self's arm. I tried shaking it but it just wouldn't budge one bit.
I sunk back into the chair and brought both of my hands to my cheeks, while I let the tears go freely.
I wasn't aware of anything at that moment, that's when I jumped when I heard the door suddenly open.
Straightening my back to sit down properly, I looked who was at the door.
Santana?
Yes, it was her. Santana came to visit me in my hospital room.
I frowned as she looked hesitant to actually set one foot in the room, she leaned on the door frame for a few moments. But my frown dropped off as the Latina entered the room.
She stood there for a few seconds, studying the state I was in. She winced when she saw the bruises and cuts that were visible on my arms and above my shoulders.
"Who knew going to Rachel's wedding would be so dangerous" she stated, her face remained serious.
I smiled, relieved that she was being herself. The least I needed right now was to see someone crying next to me. I couldn't handle that anymore. Between seeing Rachel crying her eyes out, and my mother seeming depressed, there was no way I could witness another one of those moments.
Santana went to sit down on the chair which was on the other side of my bed. We were nearly facing each other now, separated by my unconscious body.
"You need to come back Q" she mumbled.
She slowly looked around the room at all the flowers that people brought me and scratched the back of her neck.
"Listen Fabray, we have a National cheer leading championship to win, and we can't do it with you like this. You need to wake up" Santana stated positively
I laughed at this. At the fact that she showed actually no emotions, she was just being herself and that made my smile go wider.
But then a tear ran down her cheek. Here it goes...
"Come on, Q. Stay with us here. Wake up already" she whispered, her other eye letting down another tear.
I struggled watching the scene in front of me. Santana is strong, yet she's crying because I'm in a coma. Please don't do this, San.
"Wake up because I'm getting way too soft here. I keep talking to Berry, telling her it's going to get better, and telling her that you're going to be alright, yet I'm having a hard time convincing myself that what I'm saying it's true." she said, looking right at my damaged face.
"You're the strongest person I know. Please send me a signal that you're fine and that you're going to get out of this" Santana said.
I was actually surprised that she used the word 'Please', but what I was really in awe for is the fact that she could be so soft with people other than Brittany. I knew it before, because we had our moments, but I didn't think that I would see her like this because I'm unconscious.
"C'mon Quinn, give me a sign" She pleaded, grabbing my hand and shaking it a little. "Please just- just give me a sign" the Latina said, between sobs.
She clasped both of her hands, holding mine between them and then laid her chin on all three hands. "Give me a sign" she repeated.
It seemed like she was praying now.
I slowly walked around the bed, to meet her side and I crouched down next to her. I knew she couldn't hear me but I decided to talk anyway, "I'll be back" I simply stated.
Santana then placed my hand back on the bed, where it was before, and wiper her tears away, holding up a stern face. "If you hear me right now, you better not tell anyone about how soft I'm being, or else I will kick your ass when you wake up" she spat out.
I laughed, and then she chuckled, as if we were laughing together, as if she knew that I was here somewhere around her, but that wasn't possible and I knew it.
"Seriously Q, Berry keeps complaining about how all of this was your fault, no matter now many times I tell her that it was an accident, she won't hear it." she explained.
"Accidents happen" I whispered, before watching her stand up from the chair.
She stood there for a few seconds, studying the state I was in once again before turning her heels and heading to the door.
Then she was gone.
I sat there, on the ground, just taking in what I saw. I let out a breath and stood up, then walked out of the room.
Jason was waiting there. He had probably seen Santana walk out.
"That was my best friend" I said, giving him a nod.
"Santana Lopez. I remember her" he smiled.
"I don't think anyone could forget her" I chuckled.
Clouds then surrounded us. I was getting used to this now, so I didn't freak out as much as the first times it happened.
"Together or separated?" I asked.
We saw a group of clouds come in between us and Jason smiled.
"Guess"
I shook my head and laughed under my breath, "Separated." I stated.
We stood there for a few seconds, waiting for the clouds to take us to whatever place we were meant to go next.
Seeing each other slowly fade away, I gave him a small wave and he waved back.
"You don't know that" someone said.
I turned around, but I couldn't see anything yet. There were still clouds blocking my view.
"But she hasn't woken up yet. It's been one day already and she hasn't woke up, Noah !"
I knew who was talking then. I recognized the second person's voice, Rachel. And I knew that the first person was Puck since Rachel had done me the favor of unknowingly telling me who she was talking to.
When the scene became clearer and the clouds had almost vanished, I found myself in front of Noah's house.
It was a small house, nothing special to it. But there were two people sat down on the steps in front of the front door.
Rachel's head was laid on Puck's shoulder and he had his arm around her shoulder.
I always thought they both looked kind of adorable together. Not as a couple, but I could definitely see them as best friends, both being Jewish and constantly bonding together. Even though Noah was kind of an ass at times, always trying to look badass, when he brings out his soft side it's always nice. He actually would have been a wonderful father to Beth, I can't deny that.
It took me time to realize this but Rachel had said 'It's been one day already'. I didn't get it at that precise moment but now I knew. People never really know how long they can be in a coma but already being unconscious for one day was scaring me, I needed to get back there, to my real life.
"She's been through so much. She can't just leave like this because of... Because of me!" she exclaimed to Noah, who was holding her tight, rubbing her arm to comfort her.
"Look, like you just said, she's been through a lot. But that's what's going to help her come back, because that's what's been making her stronger and stronger everyday. She just has to find that strength in herself right now. And when she will, I promise you, she'll wake up." Puck said, with a serious face.
Now wasn't really a time for joking, and I could see that Puck took this subject really seriously. He was right. I needed to find the strength in myself to get out of this world.
"How can you promise something when you're not even sure that you can keep the promise?" she asked.
"Have a little faith in me, Rachel, that's all I'm asking." he sighed.
"I trust you, Noah. But it's been one day, and she's not conscious yet. She hasn't woken up. She's bruised and cut everywhere because a truck hit her car. She wasn't paying attention to where she was going because of me ! Do you realize what has happened here? If she doesn't open her eyes, if she doesn't wake up, if she dies it's because of me !" Rachel sobbed.
She can't just blame herself ! If I wasn't paying attention, it was my fault ! I shouldn't have checked my phone in the first place. I told myself. I knew speaking wasn't going to do anything because of the fact that my voice wasn't audible to them.
"I don't even know how I did to visit her yesterday. I felt so guilty, Noah" she ended.
"It wasn't your fault. It was nobody's fault, you have to understand that. Accidents happen." Noah said.
I smiled when he used the same two words that I whispered to Santana what seemed like a few hours ago. "Accidents happen" I sighed, talking to myself.
"Do you really think she'll come back?" The petite brunette asked.
"I'm more than sure. She's coming back" Noah said, wrapping both of his arms around Rachel's tiny body.
They stayed there, Rachel cried for a moment while Puck was whispering inaudible into her ear. I wish I could take photos, because the view of them two was just adorable.
I knew what was happening now, I could already see them coming. Clouds floated closer to me and I was once again surrounded by white fluff. It became normal, I was getting the hang of it now.
I waited for Jason, who arrived what seemed like ten minutes later. I didn't like the fact that we didn't have any notion of time at all, it was really frustrating.
The clouds were around us for a record time of a few seconds, since when we were both standing there, the white objects soon fell apart and left us in the middle of the hospital hallways again.
There wasn't many people in the waiting seats. I only noticed a pregnant person and another group of people but Jason seemed a bit more enthusiastic than me.
He quickly ran to the pregnant girl, who seemed depressed, with no hope at all.
I watched him kneel down next to her and say "I'll be back as soon as you know it. Please keep praying for me. I'll be back to hold your hand while giving birth to our baby..." he trailed off.
I stopped listening then, because it became a private conversation in between him and what seemed like his other half. I felt so sorry for him and his partner and started wishing for him to be able to live and see the birth of his child, because I know I would have wanted my better half to see the birth of Beth.
I missed her so much, but knowing that she was in good hands made me happy. Good people deserve to be around people who will treat them well, and that's what I wanted for Beth, even though I would have wanted to see her grow up. But I know that it would hurt me, to know that I gave my baby to someone because I practically couldn't even handle myself. I didn't know what I wanted at the time.
While I was thinking, I got distracted by a familiar blonde haired boy who was walking to the reception counter.
My eyebrows furrowed and I narrowed my eyes, before following him. I knew it was someone I know.
I could hear him ask for my room number.
I recognized his voice. One I've heared so many times before. I was delighted to see that it was the person I thought it was when the boy turned around.
Sam !
The blonde boy walked to my room. I could see that there was no expression on his face, something that I wasn't used to seeing from him. He was usually very bubbly, dorky and all of that, but I couldn't really seem to capture what he was thinking right now.
Once he was in my room, he did like most of the other people did and sat down on the chair near to my bed, taking a quick glance at my face.
"We miss you" were his first words.
I hope you liked this chapter ! Thanks again to the people who favorited this story and who reviewed, it means a lot. Any suggestions for the next chapter? Who do you want to see next ?