It's like time stood still and didn't want to move an inch. But you could still see the people running into different ways. Trying to get somewhere. Every single day it was the same. He was in the same bed, in the same position and we couldn't change a thing. Mother was getting tired from the restless nights. The nights, where I kept her up, because I couldn't fall asleep and all that I was doing was crying. I was getting tired from those tears and the damn pain. It won't change, unless he wakes up. There were so many times that I thought about giving up, but I just couldn't. The hope I had kept me living. The hope of him waking up, kept me alive. He kept me alive. The tears, the pain, the words, they stayed the same. No one could change a thing. Only he could. I begged him, each time I go to see him, I begged him to say something. But he wouldn't listen to me.
It was sunday, and all morning I've been in bed. Trying to fall asleep, but I couldn't. My mind was with him, and so was my heart. I couldn't help it, but think about him every single second.There was a knock on the door. "Honey? Are you awake?" The poor woman's voice sounded so full with hope. I sat up, cleared my throat and whispered a quiet yes. Mother walked into my room and gave me a small smile, hoping I'd give her the same. But as always I just closed my eyes. I heard her sigh. "Me and Anne are going to the Church. Would you like to tag along?" I opened my eyes and saw her opening the window, to let some fresh air in here. "No, I'll go to see Harry" She sighed and sat next to me. "Honey..You know, you don't have to be there every single day. They'll call when he wakes up" She wrapped her arms around me and hugged me tightly. "I know mom. I just need to see him." She kissed my forehead and stood up. "Okay sweetheart. Call me if you need anything." And with that she left.
I stood up and walked to the mirror. I was such a mess. But I didn't care. I didn't care what they thought of me. I just wished for Harry to wake up. His mom was not taking it okay too. But she's better now. Gemma was not taking it okay also. She was better now too. I feel like I'm the only one that fell harder than the others. I couldn't take it. All that pain was just too much. I grabbed the closes thing to me and threw it at the mirror. I screamed loudly and fell on my knees, crying again. "WHY? WHY? WHYYY?" I kept screaming and crying. I couldn't stop. I heard ringing. I wiped away the tears and took my phone. It was Gemma. "Hey Gem" I cleared my throat and stood up. "Heyy! Have you been crying again?" Her voice at first sounded so full with happiness, but then it was crushed, once she figured that I've been crying once again."Listen, I was wondering if I could tag along and go with you to the hospital" She asked. I walked to the bathroom. "Of course Gem. I'll be ready in five." "Okay, See you in five Del" And with that she hung up. I fixed my hair and my messy face. Threw on some jeans and a shirt. Once I was ready I heard her car coming to a stop in front of the house. I jogged down the stairs, grabbed my wallet and phone. I walked outside, locked the house and walked to her car.Yuk I hate cars. Gladly she got out of her car and locked it. Gem walked to me and gave me a tight hug. I hugged her back and started walking to the hospital. Once we walked into the hospital and to Harry's room, there were doctors running in and out of the room. I looked around "What's going on? Is everything okay?" I partially screamed, because I was sure that if I were to talk normally nobody would've hear. Doctor Jennings walked to us and smiled "Everything is okay. One of the nurses saw him moving his fingers, but that was it. I'm sorry." I ran into Harry's room and sat on the chair. I will not move from here, until he wakes up. I was sure that he'd wake up.
So I'm sorry that I wasn't here to update. I'm sorry if there are any mistakes. English is not my first language. I will try to update at least once a week. I didn't know that you'll like my story, but I'm glad you do.