A Better Tomorrow

2- Loss

2- Loss

~Hospital 1 Month Later~
~Lizzy's POV~

I stood outside of Will's hospital room. "I wonder if he's okay." I muttered.

The door was opened by a nurse, informing me that I could go in now. This one had on blue mermaid scrubs.

What's with these nurses?!

I took a deep breath and entered the depressing room.

Everything was the same colorーbeige. How could a debilitated person recover in a shitty place like this?

Will was barely awake. It looked like all of the life and color was sucked out of him. The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, creating a dismal smile.

He had an IV in his arm and a nose cannula hooked up in his nose, probably the only thing keeping his heart supplied with oxygen. His stomach was wrapped in bandages, his legs and arms were in casts, and a brace surrounded his neck. There was a huge gash in his forehead and bruises covered his body, barely leaving any clean flesh. The entire top of his head was wrapped.

I was trembling. "Oh, Will." Tears filled my eyes. I couldn't stand looking at him like this. "This is all my fault."

"Lizzy, how is that even remotely possible?" he said hoarsely.

The weakness and pain in his voice ripped my heart apart. My Will, my sweet sweet Will was suffering. And it was all because of me.

"If I had stopped bothering you about our date while you were driving, this would have never happened." I said between sobs.

"The man in the truck was drunk. It wouldn't have mattered if you were talking or not. This is most definitely not your fault."

"WHAT IF YOU DIE?!?! What ifー"

"Come here." he said, cutting me off.

I collapsed on his hospital bed with tears running down my face. I buried my nose into his chest, hitting a few tubes and what not. His arms wrapped around my waist.

"Look at me."

I shook my head.

"Liz, look at me." He said demandingly.

I lifted my head and stared into his beautiful green eyes. But they were different. They were filled with pain and agony and distress, things I never wanted him to feel or experience.

He brushed a loose strand of hair out of my face and looked into my foggy, deep blue eyes.

"I think I'll be okay. You don't have to worry." he said, choking on his words.

Great, now we were both crying.

"Y-you s-sure?" I sniffed.

"I don't know." his eyes were all glossy. "I don't know..."

"I have faith." I whispered. "I have faith in you. And I'll never leave your side."

I fell asleep on his chest, listening to the sound of his faint heartbeat.

*****

~Will's POV~

Lizzy left the hospital 5 minutes ago.

We're both suffering, but there's nothing I can do.

The doctor said I may not live. Apparently, I received a really bad blow to the head and neck. My spine is broken. I'm paralyzed from the waist down and it's affecting my brain.