Love Me Like a Love Song

I Need You

Steele

Sleeping was something people needed, so was food, but I didn't want either of them. I was terrified to sleep for fear that I'd wake up to a tear streaked face saying she was gone. I sat in my wheel chair outside the room the doctors had her in, the alienated-looking one. I reused to go back to my room, so a few times a day, some bitchy nurse would come check to make sure I healing up okay; I was able to get out of this god damned chair tomorrow afternoon. The locks on the wheel chair were put in place, and I had my feet on the small will of the picture window between Ace and I as I read "If I Stay", a book she'd wanted me to read before she found out the bet

"You can't do this to yourself, Steele." I heard my father mumble from beside me

"I'm not doing anything." I muttered, looking at him

"That's the problem dammit! All you do is sit here and sulk over Ace! Do you really think she'd want to see you like this?!" He snapped, tugging his hair a little

"No, but she'd have to get over it, because I'm not leaving." I stated, going back to my book

"Steele...please. We're begging you to look after yourself." He begged, putting his hand on his on my shoulder

"I'm not leaving." I snapped, glaring at the words on the page

"I'm not sure this is a world I belong in anymore. I'm not sure that I want to wake up."

Tears filled my eyes as the words glared back at me. What if this is what she was thinking right now? What if out-of-body experiences were real, and she was watching all of us fall apart at the seems?  With a slight sob, I threw the book at the wall, watching it fall to the floor with a thud. There was a doctor inside the room, checking the machines that were hooked up to Ace before writing something on a paper attached to his clipboard

"Your parents are worried about you, you know." A voice chipped from behind me

"I know." I mumbled

"They're just trying to help you." The voice explained further after a moment

"I know that too." I hissed,  not bothering to look at the young doctor who stood behind me

"Why are you doing this to yourself?!" He questioned, moving so he stood in front of me

"Because she's worth it. Because even though I've fucked up big, she forgave me and looked passed my stupidity." I explained, looking past him to where Ace laid on the bed, the line on the heart monitor keeping a steady pattern. Line, zig, line, zig, line, zig-

"There's more than a 50% chance she might not even make it and your here throwing yourself away!" He snarled. How the hell did this man get his doctoring liscence?!

"It doesn't matter. All that matters is that woman lying on that bed." I snarled, forcing myself to feet as I stood in front of the man as I pointed at Ace through the window next to us

"What are you gonna do if she dies?! Sit in the god damned cemetary until you join her?!" He snapped, throwing his hands in the air

"I think your in the wrong profession pal." I hissed, pushing him away from me

"Your pathetic. Sitting here pining over a girl who might not even live." He snarled before turning and stomping down the hall
"Stupid prick" I thought as I sat back down in the wheel chair and watched Ace some more. Another hour or so ticked by before I noticed the book on the floor and picked it up, glancing at the page it had flipped to. This wasn't the page I'd been on, but one passage stood out more that the others