Cara moved a little.
She felt incredibly tired, as if all of her sore muscles were being overused non-stop for the past 24 hours. She tried to open her eyes, despite how heavy it felt, as if someone had put their hands on top of her eyes. As if someone didn’t want her to wake up.
She groaned, whining over the weight on top of her closing eyes.
That was when she heard someone gasped out loud. “I think she’s awake!” that person said excitedly.
“Let her breathe, sweety.” Another person said.
Then she could feel the weight on top of her eyes being lifted. She could open her eyes freely now. She blinked a few times, trying to adjust with the bright light inside of the room. After few long seconds, her vision became clearer.
The first thing that Cara saw was a pair of innocent eyes looking straight at her. Her pale hands palming both of Cara’s cheeks. She had such a beautiful face, a straight sleek brunette hair, with a happy smile planting on her flawless cheeks.
“Hi,” she said.
Cara blinked once more.
“Uhh… hi,” Cara groggily answered.
“We’ve been waiting for you.” The pretty girl smiled widely.
Cara blinked and looked at her carefully, didn’t know what to respond. She was feeling weak and sleepy, but most of all, utterly confused. She could see the girl was waiting for her answer.
Cara cleared her throat, for some reason, she felt like she hadn’t had a water for days. She looked at the pair of beautiful eyes that still looking at her.
“Uhmm… who are you?”
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“I’m worried about Kendall,” Joan told Gigi after school.
They were preparing themselves in the cheer team’s locker room for yet another intense practice. It’d been the third days that Kendall been absent from the cheer practice due to her always at the hospital after school.
“Why?” the vice captain asked.
“I mean, she’d been lacking of sleep lately. Not to mention, we have Nationals in less than a week. How the hell she could cope with all that?”
“Well, Cara’s more important than anything for her,” Gigi said as she closed her locker and began to walk out as Joan followed next to her.
“I know that, I’m just worried that’s all,” the stunning dark skin girl said quietly.
“Are you worried more about Kendall or about Cara’s not going to wake up?”
Joan sighed-heavily. “Both. But more about Cara being coma for the rest of her life.”
“Don’t say something like that, Jo! We have to be positive! Well, I need to be positive or I’ll lose my mind. There’s so many things I’m worried about, and I’ll go crazy if I’m losing my shit because all the negativity. So yeah, who knows, maybe that crazy Brit already awake as we speak?” Gigi said, full of hope.
Joan only looked at her, not knowing what to respond. She wanted to say it was something impossible, considering it’d been three days ever since the incident and there was still no sign of Cara was getting better. Well, at least she hadn’t heard any news today.
But who knows … Who knows maybe God is being kind and today is the day Cara will be awake… Joan thought. She then looked at her blonde vice captain and few moments later, she finally nodded.
“Let’s hope she’s awake soon,” she said.
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Instead of being hurt or offended, the girl just kept on smiling. Cara thought she had the most sincere smile and she couldn’t help feeling over the moon just by seeing this brunette girl’s smile.
The brunette girl leaned closer and hugged Cara, hiding her pretty face on her neck. The blonde British felt weird. She felt very familiar with this girl. She didn’t know who she was, yet it felt she’d known her since she was born. Automatically, Cara hugged the brunette girl back.
She’s so cute. Why my heart feels so warm? Who is she? And where the hell am I? Cara couldn’t help but think as she hugged the brunette tighter.
“I’m tired of waiting, can we get out of the room?” she mumbled on Cara’s neck.
“Uhmm… okay? I don’t think I have any energy to stand though.” Cara responded like it was the normal thing to engage in a conversation with a stranger. A stranger that currently was nuzzling into her neck while she was still on the bed.
This is so weird and normal at the same time! Why can’t I just push her away from me? I don’t even know her... Cara confusedly thought.
But then the brunette pouted, and Cara was a goner.
“I want to be with you.” She then continued snuggling to Cara, making the blonde gulped. Her brain thought this was awkward yet at the same time her body was so used with this closeness.
“Okay fine let’s get out of here, but that means you have to get off on top of me, you’re heavy,” she joked instead.
Okay, why am I joking with a stranger? Cara frowned, she was getting more and more confused every second.
The girl giggled, and sat up from on top of her and began to move so she could get out of the bed, and she even let the girl led her out of the room. Cara then began to look around at the white walls surrounding her. She was going to look around when the brunette girl tugged her harder, leading her to what it seemed to be a kitchen.
Cara wasn’t sure, whether it was a kitchen or a dining room due to how humongous the open space kitchen was. The brunette then sat nicely on one of the stool with a help from Cara, and she couldn’t help not to kiss the top of the brunette’s head, making the girl smiled sweetly at her. The brunette’s smile was so genuine, Cara felt a huge unlimited amount of love for her.
This is crazy! Cara shook her head and began looking around once more at the unfamiliar kitchen. Am I even allowed to be here? She couldn’t help but think.
“Uhh… are you hungry?” Cara asked, somewhat awkward with the silence between them.
The girl nodded immediately.
Cara began wandering around then she found ingredients inside the fridge and the kitchen utensils she needed, and for some reason she couldn’t understand, she cooked a scrambled eggs. Which she found it odd, because she rarely cook.
Never, to be exact. So how the hell she knew how to cook an egg at that point, was beyond her.
No wait! Cara thought. I cooked before, but it’s for—
“Can I have an orange juice too?” the girl cut Cara’s wandering mind.
Cara took a glance at the brunette girl, and nodded. “Yeah, sure why not…”
When the blonde had finished making the perfect scrambled eggs, which she thought looking edible and so tempting —according to her eyes— she set a plate and put the cooked eggs on a plate and served it to the girl.
She then poured the brunette a glass of orange juice.
Why??? Why am I acting like this?? I don’t know her! Yet I can’t help it, all I want is to pamper and spoil her... Cara was still confused as she paid attention to the brunette girl who was eating her breakfast with joy.
Cara was still leaning on the kitchen counter watching the brunette eating her eggs, when she felt a pair of long arms hugged her from behind. She felt her heart stopped for a second, and it changed to beat hard and harder as the person nuzzled their nose into the crook of Cara’s neck.
Who…?
“Morning, feeling better yet? Wait! Did you cook breakfast?” the person behind her asked.
That voice… Cara thought. Why is that voice so familiar? And her touch too…
Before Cara could respond, that person let go of the hug and walked to the brunette girl who was still busy eating. Cara couldn’t see her face, she kissed the brunette girl and squeezed her playfully before tickling her making the girl to giggle happily.
“Mommy, tickles…” the little brunette girl laughed happily.
“Did mum cook you a good breakfast? Or did she ruin it as usual?” the person teased her little daughter.
Cara’s eyes widened immediately.
What?! Mum??!!? Oh my God!!!!
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“How is she?” Gigi asked Kendall who just got out from Cara’s room at the hospital after the cheer practice.
Kendall walked toward the blonde cheerleader who was sitting in the sofa along with the rest of the gang in the waiting room.
“Still no sign. She did pass her critical moment. Now, it’s just a waiting game.” Kendall sighed as she sat joining her friends.
It’d been almost 72 hours ever since Cara’s surgery, yet the blonde girl was still unconscious. Despite she already had passed her critical moment, the blonde British hadn’t awake yet, causing Kendall and Cara’s family along with everyone who were concern about her worried beyond words.
Even Kendall’s parents and Kylie came to the hospital to give their supports; even though they couldn’t see her in person yet, considering the doctor put a 'family only' rule, with exceptional for Kendall.
“Damn….” Joe sighed next to Gigi.
“I’ll call all of you if something happens. You guys don’t have to come here everyday,” Kendall said calmly.
“It’s okay, I wanna know what’s goin on in person anyway,” Bernard replied.
Kendall nodded.
“How’s practice?” she asked the three girls, her tone was tired. “I hope Coach understand why I skipped it.” She sighed once more as she closed her eyes, leaning her head to the wall behind the sofa she was sitting.
“Well—
“I’ll tell you later.” Gigi cut Joan, giving her a certain look at the dark skin girl who immediately understood. “Anyway, are Cara’s parents going to pull a lawsuit against that asshole?”
“I dunno, they’ve been talking to the Principal for all I know. But I think they’re waiting for Cara to wake up to decide a further action.” Kendall frowned as she was answering her tall blonde friend.
“Ugh, I hope he ended up in jail!” Hailey chimed in.
They talked some more for a while before each of them went home, except for Gigi who pulled Kendall out from the waiting room and dragged her to the café in the ground floor to buy something to eat. Gigi knew Kendall rarely ate anything after the incident, so she wanted to make sure Kendall at least had some food to eat.
“Here eat this, you need to take care of yourself,” Gigi said as she gave Kendall a tuna-mayo sandwich and a cup of tea, instead of a coffee.
Kendall just looked at her from the chair she was sitting, not knowing what to say or respond over her friend’s kindness.
“You can’t be strong for Cara if you don’t have any energy. Eat!” Gigi demanded, as she took a seat in front of the brunette on their table in the hospital's café.
“Uhh… okay.” Kendall opened the sandwich wrapper, and began to eat a bite of it. Somehow, she didn’t want to argue with her tall blonde friend.
Or maybe she was indeed no longer had any energy, not even for an argument.
They sat silently as Kendall slowly but surely finished her sandwich and sipping her tea afterward; while Gigi just sat in front of her switching between texting on her phone, and at the same time also making sure the cheer captain ate her sandwich.
“There, done. I ate a sandwich. Happy?” Kendall said as she wiped her mouth elegantly with a napkin.
“Yes. My work here is done,” Gigi said flatly.
Kendall chuckled lightly. “Anyway, I’m gonna back to Cara’s room. You can go home first if you want.” She stood up, getting ready to go back to Cara’s room.
“Wait Kenny, Coach been wanting me to remind you. Ugh… I hate to do this, but we have National Championship in few days, and I can’t lead the team. Not like you. We need you to attend practice tomorrow.” Gigi bit her lip, she hated to remind Kendall this. She knew Kendall gave a zero fuck about anything, except for Cara at this point.
Kendall surprisingly didn’t protest, “Okay, I’ll go tomorrow. I’m sorry for not think—
“I totally understand. Personally, I don’t mind. But…”
“I know, Gi. I understand I’m being selfish with this whole situation. I’ll go to practice tomorrow. I promise.” Kendall assured her.
“You’re not being selfish, but we just….”
“I totally get it.” Kendall cut her once more.
Gigi nodded, somewhat relieved that the tall brunette understood that she wasn’t pushing her. Gigi usually didn’t care if she and Kendall were arguing, but she thought that at this certain moment, Kendall needed her as a friend. The tall brunette needed a support system and Gigi willing to give her that.
“Kay, call me if you need me,” Gigi said as she took her phone and her car key then stood up preparing to leave.
“Uhh… Gi.”
Gigi looked at her; raising her eyebrows, non-verbally asking Kendall to continue.
“Umm… thanks...” Kendall looked down, avoiding Gigi’s curious gaze. “You’re a good friend.”
Gigi was surprised at first but then she grinned so wide, showing off her perfect pearly white teeth. She didn’t know why, but Kendall freaking Jenner thanked her and complimented her for being a good friend —whole heartedly— made her happy and she felt all giddy for weird reasons.
“Should we hug or …?” Gigi teased her.
Kendall laughed lightly at that.
“Nah. Wouldn’t want Hailey to be jealous and stabbing me in the eye or something,” Kendall replied playfully.
“As long as you’re not french kissing me, she won’t complain.” Gigi smirked.
Kendall laughed louder this time.
“Get outta here.” Kendall shooed her with her hands, before she walked heading to Cara’s room.
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“MUM?!” Cara said loudly, “I’m a mum?!”
The brunette woman turned over, and giving her a confused yet somewhat amused look.
That’s when Cara gasped. “Oh my God…” she closed her mouth with her hand, she couldn’t believe what she’d seen in front of her.
Cara couldn’t believe it was her.
“What?” the woman said somewhat panicked. “Is there something in my face?”
“Oh my God oh my God….I’m dreaming aren’t I?!” Cara closed her eyes, hoping she would wake up in a second.
“Cara, are you okay? I’m getting worried,” the other woman said.
“Mommy, is mum okay? I swear I washed my hands before touching her face this morning,” the little girl said.
The older brunette didn’t say anything, yet Cara could hear from the sound of the stilettos she was wearing, the brunette woman was approaching her, even though her eyes were still closed.
And in a second Cara could feel a smooth hand touching her forehead, the soft touch made the blonde to open her eyes.
She gasped once more.
Seeing how close the brunette was, she couldn’t help but to appreciate the brunette’s woman beauty, but her stupid mouth said something without her consent. “You’re old,” she said something what’d been inside her mind.
The brunette frowned, and somewhat insulted, she slapped Cara’s forehead with her hand, not hard enough to be painful but not playfully either.
“Rude.” She glared at Cara.
Somehow that made the little girl laughed, “Mommy is olddd….” She giggled some more.
The brunette woman turned around, facing her daughter once again, “Ella, go bring your bag, you don’t want to be late,” she demanded.
“Kay, mommy. Is mum the one taking me?” Ella asked innocently.
“No, honey. Mum needs a rest, I’m taking you instead. Now go take your bag,” she explained to her daughter.
Once the little girl ran out of the kitchen, Cara couldn’t help not to watch her ran energetically. Apparently her name is Ella, the blonde nodded somewhat approved with her name.
“Care to explain why you insulted your wife like that?” the brunette facing her with a glare she was so familiar.
Wait! Wife?? Cara once again was shocked, the revelation who the brunette woman was made Cara’s heart beating like crazy.
“Oh my God….not only I’m a mum, I have a wife?! I’m too young for this!” Cara one hundred percent sure she was in some kind of a twilight zone or a crazy dream.
That’s the only logical explanation here right?! She thought.
“Are you kidding me, Cara?! Is this another way for you to tell me that you had enough of me? Are you gonna ask for a divorce now??!!” she somewhat yelled.
“Wait, hold on! What year is this?”
“Okay that’s it! I’m out of here!” The brunette turned around, ready to leave Cara behind.
“Wait!”
Without thinking Cara stopped the brunette for walking any further and hugged her from behind, and immediately she could feel Kendall was tensed because of her sudden hug. “Please, don’t be mad. I’m confused here, last time we talked you were slamming the door in front of my face, and I received a silent treatment for a week. Now suddenly we’re married and have a little girl? Who is super cute by the way, good job on the genes, Jenner.” She chuckled before gave the brunette’s neck a kiss.
Kendall turned around and began to touch Cara’s forehead once again. “Are you seriously okay? I think that fever last night made you drowsy and dreaming crazy things. And Jenner ? Really?? You haven’t call me that ever since we got married. I’m officially a Delevingne now.” She chuckled then gave Cara a playful pinch on the cheek. “For almost six years now.”
Cara blinked, she was counting inside her head, wondering what year was this? Or was this even real?!
She asked again, carefully this time, “Okay humor me. If we’ve been married for six years… what year was it when we get married?”
Kendall raised her eyebrow, “Is this a trick question of you forgetting our anniversary or something?” she asked, somewhat suspecting Cara forgot their wedding anniversary.
“Ken…” Cara felt weird calling her Ken, because the woman in her arms were nothing like her Kendall.
Sure she was still a gorgeous brunette with beautiful brown eyes that Cara always adored, but this Kendall was no longer a girl, she was a woman. A ridiculously gorgeous woman at that. Sure she was much older than her Kendall, but this Kendall had grown and embracing her femininity and blooming into an elegant, classy yet sexy fully mature woman. And apparently, this hot gorgeous woman was also her wife.
Also my baby mama too… For some reason, that thought excited Cara to no end.
“Fine, we got married at 2024.” Kendall scoffed, before she let go of Cara’s hold.
So that means… today is..…
“And to humor you, today is March 19th 2030.”
HOLY SHIT !!!
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“Still no improvement?” Cara’s mom asked her when she entered her daughter’s private room.
Kendall shook her head sullenly. She rested her head next to Cara’s hand on the mattress, holding some of the blonde girl’s fingers with her own.
“Do you think she’s dreaming? I saw her distraught expression just now, and when I asked the doctor, he said it was normal. Muscle reflects or something like that,” Kendall mumbled.
“I’m not sure, but maybe? People in coma tend to have some dream or certain subconscious experience.” Cara’s mom sighed.
They were quiet for a while before Cara’s mom broke the silence. “I miss her, Kendall. I miss her silliness, her cheerfulness, she always makes everything much better when she’s around.” She caressed her daughter’s blonde hair.
Kendall smiled sadly at that.
I miss everything about her. I miss the way she looks at me, I miss how sweet she’s treating me, I miss how she always knows what to do every time I got upset or tired because of school or practice. I miss her kisses, her hugs, her touches… Kendall teared up once again.
“I miss her so much …” Kendall almost-whispered.
The cheer captain closed her eyes, she was exhausted mentally and physically, she missed and needed her ex-girlfriend so much. She made a promise to herself that the moment Cara had woke up, she would ask the blonde girl back. She would make Cara to be her girlfriend again.
Now all I need to do is waiting for Cara to wake up . . .
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