Okay, um, sorry, I am a horrible person. I have not actually updated in the longest time...and I feel really bad. And I got some hate about all my author's notes, so I'll keep it short. Sorry about that...so yesterday percabethbooklion messaged me, and was all like sup, whats happening? And all of a sudden I got a new idea about the fanfic while talking with them and I was like FINALLY I HAVE AN IDEA! Also, I apologize for the last chapter, it sucked. Fluffy crap. Anyways..i am sooo sorry about not updating for months...but, I'm back!
Leo's Pov:
I walk up to the front doors of the hospital and push them open. Just as I have the past few months since that car accident. I walk over to the desk to sign in, but the receptionist says, "It's okay Leo, just go on up. We all know you well enough by now to know you're not a threat to society."
I smile and say, "'kay, thanks."
I take the elevator up to the floor Calypo's on and I walk past a few other rooms with comatose people in them. Then I walk through the door into Calypso's room. It feels just like it has every day ever since she was up here. I sit down in the chair next to her bed and she looks the same as always. Peaceful, and still as beautiful as when I first met her. She could be sleeping if not for all the things she's hooked up to. For three months she's been like this. Condition hasn't gone up, but it hasn't gone down, which at first I considered a blessing. But now I'm not so sure. She's got machines doing a lot of the normal everyday functions for her. I don't know if she would want that, her being so independent and always wanting to do things on her own.
I've heard a whole bunch of stories about people who were in comas, but could still hear everyone around them. I don't know what else I can do right now, so I look at Calypso and talk. "Listen, Calypso, I don't know if you can hear me, but I really hope you can. I just wanted to tell you, that you have people here who want you to break out of this coma. You have people who care about you. I care about you. And if you can hear me, I want you to know that I want you to stay in this world. I want you to stay with me, please."
I lean forward and smooth some of her caramel hair off her forehead. She always hated it when I did that. She never really cared about her hair, just told me to let it stay where it was. I sit back down and look at her, always beautiful. Then I take I take her hand loosely in mine and I study her pale skin. And then her index finger moves.
Calypso's Pov:
I hear sounds. Like I'm underwater. But slowly the sounds fade into words. Someone's talking to me. Leo? He's telling me to stay in this world, stay with him. And then he brushes some of my hair out of my face. God I hate it when he does that. Then he takes my hand. I wish I could open my eyes, say something to him, but I feel as if I'm being weighed down by something. All of my limbs feel like deadweights. So I focus on my pointer finger, probably one of the body parts I use all the time. I channel all my energy into moving it. I want to stay with Leo. Crazy, funny, Leo. Adorable Leo. Leo, the one who came back for me. Leo, the one who's always been different from everyone else in my world. He seems to always have an energy that can't be put out. But right now, I think that energy is fading. And that can't happen. I take all of my feelings for Leo and use them as an anchor, pulling me towards the world where I can be with him. And then I lift my finger.
Leo's Pov:
Oh my god. Her finger moved.
"Calypso?" I ask, wondering if I just imagined it.
But then her finger moves again. And then the other ones do too. And then her hand closes around mine and squeezes.
I look up at her face, and her eyes blink open. Oh my god.
"Leo?" she asks.
"It's me, Calypso." I have to blink some tears out of my eyes. "You were out for three months."
"Well, I'm here now. Everything's alright."
"I know." I lean forward, and we hug each other tighter than anytime before. Calypso's here with me now. Nothing else matters.