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Things Change (Jason McCann) Part 2

Jason's POV

I just sat there pouring my eyes out. I had been in the same position for hours. Time passed by, people passed by while I cried and cried. My phone buzzed in my pocket and after I looked at the caller ID I could see that it was dad. I picked up the phone still sobbing.

"Jason! Where are you?!?!?", my dad asked me worried and slightly angry. "A-at the h-hospital."I told him stuttering. "What are you doing at the hospital?? And why are you crying???", he asked me. "Alex got sh-shot and I'm here w-waiting for her to wake up.", I told him and broke down into loud tears at the end of it, remembering everything that had happened. "Ok. Well hope she does", he told me! Really is that all he says!!!! His son's best friend is at the hospital almost dead and that's all he says?!?!?! WOW!!!!! "Y-yeah. Bye" I said trying to get rid of him. "Bye.", he told me back.

Just as I pressed the "end call" button the doctor came up to me. "Sorry sir. Can I talk to you?", he asked me politely. "Did she make it?", I asked him eager to just cut to the chase and know about her already?!?!?! "Well, she didn't die but......", he started and then stopped mid-sentence almost looking afraid of what he was going to say. "But what?", I asked feeling both relieved that she didn't die and panicked because the doctor just trailed off in the middle of his sentence. "She's.... in a coma." Those words shattered my heart into a million pieces. COMA?!?!? There's a HUGE possibility that she would never wake up!!!!!! "But, now what?" I asked the doctor eager for some more information. "Well, she's a fighter since she survived this far. We've done everything we can. There's not much left to do from our side. Now we can only wait and pray. "But,but......" I started but didn't know what to say since I was shocked, worried, sad. I started crying again and then I felt the doctor come sit next to me. "Son, listen to me. I know you clearly love this girl since the whole time you've been here you haven't stopped crying. I can't guarantee you that she'll make it but I know for a fact that she's strong. Is she your girlfriend or something?", he asked me. "No. She's my best friend. Since we were kids we've been really close but two years ago she had to leave Canada with her family and go to LA. We used to skype and stuff but these last few months we just completely lost contact. Not having her with me made every day harder to live and times got tougher. And now I was thrilled that she came back and THIS had to happen!" I broke down into tears again while the doctor patted my back. "Don't worry kid. Just go in there and stay with her. Just remember that if it's meant to be. It will be. Come on. Get into that room and don't let her out of your sight. Now I'm gonna go contact her family and let them know about everything."he reassured me. "Ok. Which room is she exactly in?" I asked him. "Come with me".

We walked round the corner and there she was. She lay there. She looked....... dead. Well, she was almost dead. Her heart rate was slow. I walked over to her and sat on the chair that was next to bed. I grabbed her hand with both my hands. It felt....... cold. Then i looked back up to her, my eyes getting watery. She laid still. Then I just couldn't hold it in anymore. I dropped her hand carefully but abruptly and hugged her fragile body. By now I was sobbing loudly as I couldn't help but feel that it was all my fault in a way. I felt weak as cried into the night. It felt like there was nothing there to help me, her, US. Even though her face was pale and she looked lifeless, in my eyes she still looked beautiful. I was thinking about all the things we had been through, good and bad. As all the flashbacks came to my mind, it felt like I had forgotten reality but as a flashback from tonight came all the burdens couldn't help but overcome me again. Then I felt my eyes getting heavier by the minute and after a while I was asleep, sitting on the chair right next to the bed, with my hands wrapped tightly around (y/n) and my head nuzzled into her side.

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It was morning now and as I slowly opened my eyes I took in my surroundings and quickly remembered why I was there. I felt that there was a presence in the room so I slowly arose from my sleeping position to find (y/n)'s family sitting in chairs around the room. Her mother was crying into (y/n)'s hand opposite to me. Her father was sat quietly in a corner and even though he was a strict man that had a shield that was hard to break I could see that even he had a few dry tear stains planted on his face. And who could blame him! Then, there was her sister who sat quietly in a chair and even she had visible tear stains. And in another corner there were (y/n)'s cousin and (y/n)'s best friend, Lissa. Both of them were crying into each other's shoulders.

By now everyone was looking at me as they had obviously found out that I had awoken. "What happened?" Her father asked me, breaking the silence. Uh,oh!!! How am I gonna answer that question! Oh yes! I'm a bomber and when your daughter came secretly to the warehouse she got shot by one of my colleagues! No biggy!!!!! He would obviously NEVER EVER let his daughter see me EVER again!!! "She got shot *gulp*" I told him. "Yeah. I know the doctor told me but how?" He asked me an even worse question! "Well we were walking and some guy out of the blue shot her. I tried to get her out of the way but i failed" I lied miserably. "Okay" he said letting the subject go. Phew!!!!!!!