I wake up but I'm laying in a hospital bed, Xander holding my hand next to me and he was crying " W-What happened? " I asked, confused.
"Anna you tried to commit suicide, you don't remember anything?
" Not really, I don't even know how I'm here." I answer. "You've been in a coma for six months. " He says sadly. I want to scream but I can't. Why would he do that? He still barely knows me. I shouldn't even fucking be here!!!! Tears start to stream down my face but Xander wipes them away and comforts me telling me it'll be okay, we stay that way for awhile him holding me. For once I dont feel alone anymore I feel protected and safe in his arms. I look at him and think he's lovely.. He catches me staring and asks
"Hey what are you staring at? " "umm.. Nothing." I answer but my cheeks flush bright pink.
" How about we get you out of here."He says and walks away telling the nurse that I'm awake. The nurse says I'm free to go but have to come back to weekly counseling to discuss my" issues "Xander assures her that he'll take care of me and get me there every week. We leave the hospital and Xander drives towards what I remember being the direction of his house. I'm feeling better but want to sleep so I close my eyes as he drives. Once we arrive I feel him carry me to the house still not fully conscious and he sets me on the couch then I drift fully back to sleep.
