Chapter 33

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Grace's POV

The day I remembered Chester's name was a quiet one, because I was all alone in my white, empty space.

Then I remembered my families names, and my friends names.

Everything was coming back.

Was I slowly walking up?

Hannah, Mamrie, Mitchell, Dan, Phil. Were they all worrying about me?

I remember when Hannah and Mamrie stood up for me when Chester left me.

I remember crying into Mitchell's shoulder a few days after I came back looking for Chester here in L.A.

Now all I want to do is wake up.

I realized that there was no way to wake up.

I was in a coma, in a coma nothing can wake you up.

I hoped and prayed to wake up, I just want to see his beautiful face again, I want to see him smile.

But I'm sure he doesn't love me.

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