Two weeks later
I'm still staying in the hospital. They said they might unplug him in life support if he doesn't wake up by Thursday. Today is Wensday. I am praying every single day for Zachary to come back to us. He promised me.
I haven't left the hospital once. I skipped school and I didn't go on the vacation with My family and Zach's. My sister Sydnie brings me food and clothes every day. I also got her to bring my shampoo and other toiletries over here so I could shower and take care of myself a bit.
Zach's voice has come to my head again a couple times. He tells me he will come back and comforts me. I just wish I could see him doing those things.
They pull the plug tomorrow at 1:00 pm if he doesn't wake up: his chance of surviving is a 18% which is low. He keeps promising me though. He said he won't leave me.
I'm trying. I trying as hard as I can. I just want to live. I know Jacks doubting my survival and so am I. I really want to survive. I wanna see my kids and my wedding day. I wanna see Reese and Ryan all grown up. I want to see my first real career and see if my dreams of being a singer come true.
I know I wanted to kill myself before, but now I don't know why I'd ever want to. I've got much more things to experience in my life and many years to go. I'm only 16. (Yeah I know that he shouldn't be 16 if he's a freshman but just go with it)
My mind keeps racing with all these thoughts and many tears are slipping down my cheeks.
I have only about 20 hours left of this and then I will be unplugged. Aka I die.
I then hear sounds of crying. It's coming from the bathroom. I walk in through the wall and see a person.
"Are you okay?" I ask.
The boy looks at me confused. The kid looked about 13 or 14.
"You can see me?" He asked me as if he was surprised.
"Yeah I can." I say back to him. I'm kinda confused until I realize he's going through the same thing as me.
"Why are you crying?" I ask him in a soft tone trying not to scare him.
"My family can't see me. Nobody can. My body's on a hospital bed all beat up. I can't come back into my body and I can walk through walls. Kinda like a ghost." He explains.
"Same thing with me," I respond. He looks at me grateful that he's not the only one.
"I was almost killed by my father until my boyfriend found me. I've been in this hospital for 2 weeks and 3 days. Tomorrow is when they will take me off the life support" I say with my head down.
"What does that mean?" He asked.
"It means I will die." I say.
"Does that mean I might die?" He asked me worried.
"Look, I don't know. Just keep trying to survive, okay?"
"Okay" he responds.
"So, what happened for you to get in here?" I ask taking a seat next to him on the floor.
"I-I tried t-to ki-kill myself" he says in between sobs.
This poor kid. Only around 13-14 trying to kill himself. Just like me when I was 14 but I didn't do it.
"Hey, buddy, it's okay. Your going to be okay" I say patting his back.
"But what if I die. I regret making the decision that I made. I don't want to die." He exclaims.
"Your not going to die if you keep trying to survive. Just keep trying" I say.
The boy and I keep talking for about an hour until I went to go check in how Jack was doing.
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Zach Herron is a freshmen in high school and isn't very social. He gets bullied almost every day by Jonah Marias, Corbyn Besson, Daniel Seavey, and Jack Avery. He lives with his mom because his dad kicked them out for Zach being gay. Nobody knows ex...