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Coma Confessions 5

"Max!" Zoe screamed as she turned the last bend and skidded into Max's room. Her heart plummeted. There he was, as static as ever, eyes closed in slumber. Sobs racked her body as she sat down on the bed beside him and cried. It was the first time she'd allowed herself to properly cry in front of him. Her words flowed as if she wasn't thinking.

"I'm sorry Max, I'm so so sorry you were the best thing that has ever happened to me and I threw it away for what? Nobody. He was nobody and I have never forgiven myself, I will never forgive myself. I was so drunk I didn't know what I was doing and yet I know there is no excuse. No excuse whatsoever," she paused to breathe and could feel herself hyperventilating slightly. Taking some deep breaths, she continued.

"I love you Max. I will never stop loving you. So whether our relationship is to be as friends or as soul mates, as I believe we are, I don't care anymore. I just want you in my life, my Max so that I don't have to be so alone, don't have to face things alone. You're the only one who is truly there for me now and I need you, Max. I love you," she laid her head against his chest to try and stop the tears, knowing how safe she felt when she was with him.

"You have to wake up, Max, you have to," she whispered into his chest softly, "I miss you."

Suddenly, strong arms wrapped themselves around her. Hope burned inside her though she couldn't bring herself to look up or to speak.

"My Zo'," Max spoke, emotion invading his usually calm voice, "What are we going to do with you?"

Zoe finally looked up and saw Max's smiling face and watery eyes in front of her. A tiny gasp escaped the back of her throat causing his grin to become wider. She smiled then, for the first time in ages, a genuine smile.

"Max?" she couldn't believe her eyes, couldn't believe he was actually awake.

"That's me," Max replied before hugging Zoe tighter and burying his face in her neck. Zoe was startled but quickly returned the embrace.

"I miss you too, Zo" Max whispered and Zoe jolted back.

"What?" she said firmly, "Could you…"

"I heard every word from the first day you came in to the quite beautiful speech you just did right there," he smirked before his face turned more serious, "And I forgive you, Zoe"

Zoe shook her head and began mumbling incoherently about trust and promises but Max silenced her.

"I forgive you Zoe and I trust that you aren't going to do it again. You need to forgive and trust yourself now," he nudged her chin up so she was looking right into his eyes. He leaned in and kissed her, to which she responded easily. They fit together as they had before, though instead of being heated, it was slow, sweet and full of promises of new beginnings.

"I love you Mrs Walker," Max whispered once they had pulled away, foreheads pressed against each other.

"I love you too, Mr Walker."

Max unlocked the front door and stepped into the house, dumping his bags and shoes by the front door.

"Honey, I'm home!" he called through to the living room, and he smirked as he heard Zoe giggle. Footsteps ran towards him before Zoe was flinging herself into his arms. He held her close.

"What's all this?" he chuckled. Zoe looked up at him, smiling giddily.

"A year today, things started going right for us again," she whispered to him, revelling in the feeling of holding him.

"Of course it is, and to celebrate," Max started, taking both of Zoe's hands, his fingers dancing over her wedding ring, "I think we should renew our vows."

Zoe gasped in delight and hugged him again before pulling him in for a soft kiss. Where their kisses used to be heated and passionate, nowadays they were much more appreciative and loving.

"I would love that!" she laughed.

"There is just one thing that's bugging me though Zoe, and I need you to answer this honestly. When you visited me in that hospital bed, you watered the plant you brought me. But when you didn't visit for a week, it still stayed alive. Why?"

Zoe looked sheepish before spoke. "What if I said that actually the plant was fake and I just used it as an excuse?"

Max leaned in for another kiss but whispered two words before their lips met.

"Thought so"