Timmy's POV:
It's been a week. Seven whole days, yet Sienna remains lying in a hospital bed unconscious. And so I remain, sitting in a chair right next to her hospital bed, scared that if I look away for just one moment, she'll be gone forever.
I reach up and gently grab her hand, slowly letting my fingers intertwine with hers. I start tracing circles on the back of her hand with my thumb. Over the time that she's been in a coma, I've come to realize that doing this action always seems to make me feel less stressed about Sienna's condition.
It doesn't bother me that I can feel both Maddie and Aiden staring at me from across the room while I do this. I'm not sure if Maddie is still angry with me because of what happened when we found Sienna. I would be lying if I said I didn't care what Maddie thought of me. This project definitely brought us closer together than I realized. It brought me closer to Maddie. It brought me closer to Aiden. It brought me closer to Sienna.
Being in this hospital room will drive me out of my mind, I'm sure of it. From all the doctors rushing it at random points in the day to the beeping of all the machines, I'm surprised I'm still here with Sienna. Hell, I surprised myself when I stayed only one night. It just feels right, being in this room with her, even though she doesn't know I'm here.
I've skipped school this past week, if that wasn't implied enough. Maddie and Aiden have both gone, though. They bring back my assignments for me, and even though I don't have any motivation, I still complete them. I can't fall behind. I know that if- scratch that. I know that when Sienna wakes up, she will be just as competitive as always.
It's almost 8:00am. Maddie and Aiden left for school around thirty minutes ago, and no doctors have come into her room since then.
I slowly release my hand from hers. I run my fingers through my hair, immediately feeling stressed again. I get a text from Aiden informing me that he has just arrived at school. He also includes the fact that I should go back, but I've already made it clear that I'm not going back until Sienna's awake and I know she's okay.
As I put my phone away, I feel the urge to do something I've never thought of doing during my stay in this hospital room. I sit up a bit straighter in my chair as my eyes remain on Sienna. Her dark hair messy, cuts and bruises all over her face, yet she still looks as beautiful as ever. Her eyes are closed shut, and I'd kill to see that specific shade of green just one last time.
I take a deep breath before speaking aloud.
"Hey, Kornhaber. I know that this is awfully cringey, but I couldn't care less at this moment." I sigh before continuing.
"I don't hate you. I just thought you needed to know that. I'm not sure if you can hear me or not, but I just needed to tell you. I wish I could take back how many times I've said those three words to you, because I never truly meant them." I feel my eyes begin to water, so I just say quickly the first thing that comes to mind.
"So please, wake up. Wake up and shout at me. Wake up and fight with me. Wake up and hate me just as much as you think I hate you. Just wake up."
