Chapter Thirty-Six: My Love

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People say, love is something you have to find and when you do you should take a chance and grab the opportunity. You will suffer heartbreaks and heart aches but in the end, as long as you fight for it..you're going to end up having a good ending.

Love is something you can't find right away. Love deceives people and therefore love is blind. It blinds you once you let it sink unto you. It blinds you to do things, things you'll regret and things that you will never forget.

Love is precious, love is kind, love is many things.

Love will either haunt you, break you or change you but love is something..a feeling that you will never want to forget.

"Ma'am do you want to see him now? He's in the ICU. 5th door to the left down east wing."

I looked up and saw the same nurse from 4 hours ago.

I'm disoriented. Ive been awake and crying for 28 hours. I've been waiting for what seems like forever in this waiting room but in reality it was only 6 hours.

Calum was fast asleep beside me. I didn't bother waking him up. We both look like a wreck from the lack of sleep.

I'm pushing myself to the limit and I don't know if I still have any control in my body.

Am I ready to see him? I kept asking myself.

Of course I'm not but I have to.

I stood up and nodded, following the nurse who was leading me the way.

It feels like I am floating, I can't feel my feet against the floor. My hands shaking, my cheeks stained with tears, my lips trembling, my knees weak as I take a step.

Closer and closer we walk.

A doctor wearing a lab coat just exited Luke's room.

I didn't hesitate further more.

"Doctor, please explain to me what happened." I asked before opening the door.

"I'm afraid he's in a coma." He silently muttered.

Again, I felt like I'm being shot in the heart.

"C-coma?" My lips shaking as I stutter. "How long?"

"That we don't know. He was in a terrible.. Terrible, accident. He hit his head in the windshield causing him to fly out of his car. He wasn't wearing his seatbelt. His landing on the tarmac and his impact on the glass caused his skull to crack. It was a miracle that he didn't suffer any brain injury. He just bled out quickly but we already took care of that by giving him blood transfusion, he has a few broken ribs and internal bleeding in the stomach. He didn't fracture his spine which is a good thing but his left femur was. He's in good hands. We just need him to wake up before treating some of his broken bones. We couldn't operate more of him since his heart kept stopping, we had to revive him a few times. This man has something to live for. He didn't want to go just yet." He smiled.

I wanted to feel relieved that he's fighting for his life but I couldn't take it, he's in a coma. What if he doesn't wake up? What if he leaves me for eternity? I wouldn't know how to handle that!

"We just need to wear off the morphine that's in his circulatory system right now and wait as he wakes up on his own. Right now he's still in meds but as soon as it wears off in an hour and a half, we would see his progress and hope for him to wake up." The doctor finishes off before leaving.

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I stood there in front of the closed door, flabbergasted.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I counted to three before turning the brass knob.

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3

I opened my eyes and I just couldn't help but drop on my knees.

He was there, lying on the cot. Unconscious. Unrecognizable. Pale. And not even moving.

A lot of tubes and machine are hooked up on his arm, mouth, fingers. He was even wearing a neck-collar. The side of his head shaved, and is mostly covered in bandage wrapped around his forehead.

I let out sobs as I try to carry myself towards the chair beside his bed.

I held unto his hand. I couldn't recognize him.

He's battered, his face full of cuts and bruises, his lips swollen, he has a few cuts in his neck and arms from all the glass that must've punctured this beautiful person.

His beautiful angelic face damaged but I wouldn't have him any other way.

To say that I'm in pain and I'm struggling so much is an understatement.

His left leg raised up this leg sling to keep his bone intact.

"What have I done?" I muttered to myself, indirectly asking him.

I slightly leaned on him, hand soothing his blonde hair, my forehead pressed on his as I sob quietly to myself.

What happened to my Luke?

I wrapped my arms around his torso waiting for him to respond, like something, anything.

I let out a loud sob as I hear his heartbeat beating in his chest. It was faint.

The room he's in is cold and quiet. Nothing but the machines beeping and my ugly sobs is heard.

"Dont leave me, baby. I told you I love you. Dont do this to me." I hiccuped. "Where were you going anyway? What were you thinking??" I cried hardly on his chest. "After all we've been through we couldn't just end like this-"

"Please, Luke. You have to wake up, baby please. I don't know what I'll do without you." I still waited for his response maybe he'd hug me back tightly like what we used to do when we cuddle in bed but nothing, he's just...there. Both hands limp on his sides.

"Baby, here..here do you feel that?" I took his hand and placed it on my lower belly, "That's our baby..I'm sorry I wasn't thinking when we talked. I wouldn't do anything to harm our child. Baby, please open your eyes. Wake up." I cried.

"I love you. I love you so so so much. You're the best thing that happened to me."

"Can you hear me? Please listen to my voice and come back. I need you, our baby needs you. Please my love. You're all I have."

"I want to feel your warmth again, your breath that fans my face causing me to wake up every morning because I catch you watching me sleep, I want to hear your voice, your dirty talking baby I miss them. Your sweet kisses and the smell of your cologne. I even miss your bad jokes and your little ways of annoying me."

"You said you'll never leave me you said we'll be together no matter what. I know I've been bad to you, I hurt you and I deserve to be the one who is in that position, not you."

"Baby, listen to me. You have to come back. We still have to talk about our future and go shopping for baby clothes and please please I'll do everything, anything." I sobbed harder, Closing my eyes tightly.

I brought his hand to my lips, kissing every knuckle. Kissing every bruise.

"Baby, promise me you'll fight for me and our little one. Were both waiting for you. We will take care of you."

"You have to wake up, Luke! God dammit!" I yelled

"You can't leave me like this! I don't how I'll live if you do! Wake up!"

"You need to fight, you still have to come with me to have my first ever doctor's appointment, to see our child's first ever ultrasound, you have to be there when we will know our baby's gender, you need to help me pick a name, you have to...you have to hear our baby say the word daddy for the first time..please please-" I begged.

My tears are uncontrollable and its getting harder to breathe. It feels like I'm drowning and someone is punching my chest.

Its impossible to think straight.

"Baby please, we still have to..get m-married" I sobbed one last time.

"We have to grow old together and knit some socks that we will give away to our grand children. We will make more babies, Luke. We will have more kinky things to do..please I know you like that. Luke wake up!!!"

I peppered his face with light kisses. Hoping that if I do so he will open his eyes and everything is going to be alright..that we'll be okay.

Nothing.

It seems like whatever I say he's not responding.

I don't want him to give up. I want him to know that I'm here. I want him to know that I love him still. Always.

Its been 5 hours but still nothing.