My Bright Light

Chapter 23

Adrian's pov*

It's been fucking 4 days. She hasn't woken up, but I have hope today. She will wake up. She has too.

So fat her heartbeat I normal and there is no signs of any serious danger bur she just needs to wake up from her coma. The doctors say her body isn't strong enough to wake up now.

Eva died that night. The night Amelia went into a coma.

She deserves her fucking death.

I got a call from Corbin and I immediately picked up.

"Eva died." He said.

"Cause of death?" I asked.

"A dysfunction in the car brakes. Causing a wreck into a tree and to her death."

I smiled and said."thank you Corbin."

Then I hung up.

Eva's death was a huge source of happiness to me.

She deserves a slow death. Slitting her throat would be good. Since it takes 40 seconds or so for the person to actually die. Meaning a slow and painful death. How nice.

I think the devil himself won't be happy she's stuck with him now.

I scoff at that thought and look back at Amelia.

I haven't left her side. Only to pee.

I won't leave her. Not when she's like this. I haven't ate anything and Chris keeps complaining about my smell.

So I do everyone a favor and shower in the hospital bathroom. It was a very quick shower because I wanted to be there when she woke up.

I grabbed the new clothes Will brought Mr from home and put them on.

Then I sat just like I was before the shower.

It's 11 pm and I'm really sleepy so I decided I should sleep.

I drag my chair closer to her bed and rest my head on the bed and hold her hands.

I closed my eyes and before I can pass out from exhaustion I feel a hand squeezing mine.

I look up and see Amelia looking back at me with a weak smile.

"Holy smokes your finally awake." I say breathlessly.

"God I missed your accent. It didn't sound as cool when I was knocked out." She laughs.

Tears started stinging my eyes and I pull her into a hug.

I'm surprised she didn't cry from how tight the hug is.

She hugs me back and buries her face in my shoulder.

She gasps but never pulls away. "Don't tell me I missed the ball."

"Nope, you didn't. It's on Friday." I say.

"Crap. And when is that. I don't know how long I was out for. The imaginary clock in my head needed new batteries, but I didn't put new ones. Because in order to do that I have to move. And that exhausts me. Even in my head." She says. All in one breath.

I stare at her trying to process all the words she just said then I remember the question she asked.

"It's been 4 days Melia." I finally blurt it out.

"4 fucking days? Wow. How come I'm still sleep deprived?" She asks.

"I need sleep too. Lets sleep."

"No let's get the fuck out of here. I'm sure the doctors are tired of seeing my face all day for 4 days. But yeah you sure as hell look tired." She says making a 'yikes' face.