To everyone who fucked me over, played me, tried me or lied to me, because you're all dead to me now
// Original product of Olivia Turner. Do not copy or share without permission. ©2015-2016


44. Forty Four


I've been waiting in the waiting room for four hours.

My gashed foot is wrapped up in gauze and an ace bandage.

I see a nurse walk to the front desk.

"Are any relatives or friends here for him?"

I feel bad for anyone whose family member or friend is in the hospital.

"I think this girl is. I don't know about his parents"

I look at my shoe on my right foot (the other foot has no shoe) that is dirty.

Dirty from my pathetic self trying to climb up that hill to see Allen.

"Excuse me?" I see someone's feet in front of mine.

I look up to see a nurse.


"What's your name?" She asks.

"Andrea Marie Claire Helen" I say.

"Betty, she's the one!" She shouts behind her.

Another woman in dark blue scrubs comes around the corner and walks over to me.

"Ah yes. You're the one. Hi, I'm Betty. I saw you here and I thought you were the one who he was talking about"

She takes me hand and the other nurse props me onto her shoulder to help me walk.

They lead me to Allen's room.

"You see, he's been under medications, but still communicating, but he's not supposed to be able to. So, he began saying, 'Where is she? I know she's here. I need her. Please. An-' and then he stopped. But since he said 'An' I knew to search for a girl. We found you. Andrea. Your name starts with the beginning of what he said. So, clearly you're pretty special"

I begin to smile at that, but then remember I'm the reason he is here.

"Is-Is he awake?" Is all I manage to push through my lips.

"No. Not yet. I don't know when he will be..."

"Why?" I ask confused.

"He's in a coma"

"A coma?! A coma?!" I breathe heavily.

"Ma'am please calm down. This stuff happens all the time. Just like the-"

"Just like the movies?! Have you seen them?! Like, 'If I Stay?!' She barely made it! Are you stupid or something?! He's not okay!" 

Two men come over and grab my arms.

"Put me down!" I scream.

They don't.

They take me out to the parking lot and leave me.

I fall onto the pavement in tears and scream.

"Allen, I'm so sorry!" I'm rolling all over the sidewalk, clenching my sides in anger.

People walk by giving me weird looks.

The woman nurse comes out to and walks over to me.

"You're not allowed back in for a week. You don't act like that. I told you to stop. Clean up your act and leave this property"

"I'm sorry" I say to myself, mostly for the sake of Allen.

I wander my way home and crawl into bed.

I can't even be there for him, although he is asleep.

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