Danny's Point of View
I look at Julie's face, guilt flooding my senses. I can't believe how I acted on Halloween. How I've been acting these past few months. I apologized to the girls on Friday, but I'm fairly sure they're still angry at me. I sit staring at her blank face, wondering how she'd react if she knew what I'd been like. Then again, if she were here to react I wouldn't have to act this way.
I glance at the clock and see it's almost time to go. I decide to save some time and leave now. I let go of Julie's hand and she stirs in her sleep. My heart wills me to check if she's awake. I don't.
I walk out the door and keep my head down. The drab gray walls seem to close in on me, but I keep walking. Noises floated past my ears, nothing registering in my brain. I leave the hospital wishing for Julie to wake up soon. I can't keep living like this.
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Better Off As Lovers
Teen FictionTaking "Girlfriend In a Coma" (The Smiths, 1987) to a whole new level.