Amber

I arrived at the hospital and grabbed a visitor badge and signed in. I made my way to Peter's room only to be stopped by a nurse.

"I'm sorry. I can't let you in there. That patient is comatose and you're not family," she had black hair and tan skin, "I'm sorry. I assumed everyone knew me. I'm Amber. I come in here every couple of days and read to him. I start school tomorrow and wanted to read to him one last time before it only happens once a week. Jennifer, his primary nurse knows me. I'm always here reading to him. I volunteer here at the hospital."

She looked surprised, "oh my gosh. I'm so sorry. I thought you were Allison."

I frowned, but then smiled at her hiding my irritation. That happened a lot with us being twin sisters, but we were so different. I sometimes never understood how people couldn't tell us apart.

"It's okay I totally understand. It happens a lot with us being twins and all. Can I go in though?" She peaks in the room and then looks back at me.

"He's not in there right now," I smiled, "then I'll just wait in his room like I always do. I promise I won't cause a ruckus."

She frowned, but nodded. I walked by her and slipped into the room. I sighed with relief and sat in the chair next to his bed. I felt more relaxed here than I did anywhere else since I moved to Beacon Hills. I was nervous about starting high school with my sister. She succeeded and only got held back once where I didn't. We had our birthday over the summer, it was odd and uncomfortable to say the least. Allison and I were now 17 together. I was a freshman and she was a junior. I hated that we weren't in the same grade, but it wasn't my fault. It was hard moving around all the time because of my dad's job. I smiled as Jennifer walked in pushing Peter in his wheelchair.

"Hi Jennifer, how is he doing today?" She smiled back at me.

"Todays been a little tough for him, but I know he's glad you're here." I looked at Peter.

"I'm glad to. I'm a little sad that I won't be able to come except on the weekends, but I'm spending my whole day here today to make up for it if that's okay." Jennifer smiled at me and nodded.

She parked him next to his bedside and left the room. I felt the smile fall from my face and looked up at Peter. His eyes were blank, his hair was shaggier today than it normally was. I stood up and walked behind him. I pulled my brush out from my purse and I gently started brushing his hair.

"I start my freshman year tomorrow. I'm a little nervous to be honest," tears gathered in my eyes, "I'm not ready for this. I'm 17 and just starting high school. I feel so dumb being behind everyone else. It's my mother and fathers fault though. I hate that they dragged me around all because of my dad's job. I don't want any part in their line of work. It just ruins lives, and I fear it's just going to keep ruining mine."

I quit brushing his hair and placed my brush back in my purse. It looks better now than when I first saw him. I sat down in front of him in the chair. I pulled out my copy of Twilight and smiled up at him.

"This is a little different from what I normally read, but I hope you like it." I opened my book and began reading.

Peter

I watched and listened as Amber sat in front of me reading. Of course I wasn't fully conscious, but the first time I saw this girl she was leaning over to kiss me on the forehead. Since then she has come to see me every two days. Today was the last day before school. She was reading me a book about vampires today. I felt drawn to this girl and I think she was drawn to me as well.

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Amber

"Amber?" I looked up to see Jennifer.

I looked out the window and saw that the sun was setting. I looked down at my book and felt a pit form in my stomach. I closed my book and slipped it into my purse. I bent over in front of Peter and cradled the unburnt side of his face in my hand.

"I'll be here next weekend, I promise." I leaned down and kissed his forehead.

I felt a pull in my chest causing me to gasp and pull away. I didn't understand what that was or why I felt so protective of this man. I stood up and smiled at Jessica as she walked in. I walked around him and pulled out a paper and pen. I quickly wrote my number down and gave it to her.

"If anything happens please call or text me." She took the paper from me.

"Why do you care so much about him?" I looked back at Peter.

I don't know. Something just tells me that I need to protect him.

"Everyone needs someone to care about them and I've grown fond of him. He's somebody I care about and I want to make sure he is taken care of. See you next week Jennifer." I left the room.

As I got to the front doors of the hospital I felt a tug in my chest. It felt like I was being willed back to Peter's room. I gripped my chest and took a deep breath.

"I will come back, I promise." I left.