And He Just Left, chapter 6
*Megan's POV*
Everything was dark and I could hardly see through all the fog. I had no sense of time, and didn't knw how long I've been here, but I've been here for a while. I didn't realy feel anything except the fact that I was possibly dead. But I couldn't be. I was breathing. I tried to look real hard through all the mist, and all I saw was a shadow. I had no clue what it was, or who it was, but I felt a sense of relief when I saw it. Like it was my guardian angel or something. I was dreaming, I had to be.
I wrapped my arms tight around myself and closed my eyes, thinking I would wake up from this dream.
I didn't wake up, but I did hear voices. "Please wake up Megan. I love you." said a voice, the one in particular that stood out. It was my dad, Billie. I could hear him crying. I fought and fought to wake up. I opened my eyes and saw the same fog again. I didn't wake. I could still hear voices and sobs, and it broke my heart knowing that the sobs where my father and I was the cause of them.
I despertly tried to wake up, but I couldn't. Thats when I started feeling pain. My head killed, my arms and legs ached and it felt like my insides where being ripped out of me. I doubled over in pain, and feel to the ground, and laid there on the ground, not able to cry through the pain I felt.
I know understood what was happening to me. I was in a coma. The drunk driver with the truck hit me, and put me in a coma. And in my dream, I could move and breath and think and feel, but I couldn't wake up or talk. I couldn't cry to my daddy thaty I was in so much pain, it was unbearable. In my dream, I could move. I knew that in the real world, the one my father's in, I could not.
I laid there and thought about everything. Dad giving me up, mom killing herself, the foster families that didn't want me, meetig dad again and becoming part of him family again, my birthday and.... oh shit!! Mike!! I never thought about how he would be reacting to this. He would probably be like 'well, she should have been looking' or 'she's got what was coming to her'. He told me he loved me, but I don't believe him. If he did, he would've done anythign to be with me.
All of a sudden I felt pain rip through my chest and I clutched at it, trying to scream and wake up. But I couldn't. I heard the beeping sound of a heart monitor and footsteps rushing around to save me. Then, I knew I was dying. Then, up above I saw a bright white light that blinded me. I looked up into and heard my mother's voice calling me towards it.
*ONE AND A HALF MONTHS LATER*
*AT THE HOSPTIAL STILL*
*Billie's POV*
I woke up and looked at Megan. She was still in a coma. I was so afraid. In two weeks, if she didn't wake up, or show any signs that she was getting better, they wher gonna shut off the machines and let nature take it's course. I hate those fuckin doctors so much. They won't listen to me when I tell them they're not gonna kill my baby.
I sighed and got out of the other bed that I rented in Megan's room and walked over to her bedside.
"Morning angel. I'm here." I said. She was still motionless. "Please wake up Megan. I love you." I said, then started to sob again. It was pretty much a daily ritual for me. I was still sobbing, but I sighed and gingerly let go of her hand.
"I'm gonna go take a shower. When I come back, please be awake." I pleaded to her for the one milionth time this month.
I grabbed some clothes out of the small closet in the corner of the room, and made my way into the bathroom.
I set my clothes on the toilet seat and looked in the mirror that hung above the sink. I looked at my features. My hair was matted down and the black was coming out of it. My eyes were dull and lifeless and where also red and puffy. I had black tears streaks on my face that where caused from me crying and my eye liner to run. I sighed and scrubbed on the eye liner until it came off. Now my face was just red.
I turned on the shower and let it run until it got hot. I took off my clothes and thorugh them in a pile by the door with my other clothes.
I stepped into the steaming water and let it run down my body, wanting it to take all the pain away and release all the anger, hurt, saddness and confusion that was bottled up inside of me. It didn't work. The only thing that would take it all away was Megan waking up and being okay.
I couldn't take this anymore. I let out a frustated cry and punched the wall. Hard. But I didn't feel it. I watched as blood drippled down my hand and onto the ground below. I still didn't feel it.
I washed my hair and body, then turned off the water and got out. I rapped a towel aroud my body to dry myself off. Once I was dry, I put on th clean clothes that I brought in here with me.
When I had finished putting on my clothes, I heard a sound that I didn't want to hear. I loud and real fast beeping of the heart monitor. My head shot up as tears once again broke the surface. I scrambled around as I heard hurried foot steps running around the room on the other side of the door. My hands where shcking so bad that I couldn't get the door open. Finally, I got it open after rying for a minute and ran out to see a bunch of doctors around her, trying to save her.
"Wha-" I started. I walked over. "Megan! Megan!" I screamed.
"Get him out of here please." one of the doctors said.
"NO!" I yelled as two orderlies dragged me from the room. "Let me go! My daughter's dying! Let me go!!" I screamed. They shock their heads and got me inot the hall. I stopped struggling and looked at them, waiting for an explaination.
One sighed. "Her hearts going. It's very weak and it doesn't help that she has a heart murmer. She's had it since she was born and normly should be gone by now, but for some reason hasn't. They don't think she's gonna make it though tonight." he said. Him and the otehr orderly exchanged worried glances.
My body went numb. I fought with control over my tears. Still fighting I said," Is-is that all?" They, again, looked at eachother.
"Uh, no. What we tell you, you won't want to hears, but it's the truth and your gonna have to except it." the one said.
"What?" I asked quietly.
He sighed. "It's her brain. The funcioning is almost if not all the way gone. Meaning, she's brain dead and there's nothing else we can do."
Remember the fight I said I was having with my emotions before? Well, I lost. Tears poured out of my eyes as my knees weaked and I slumped to the floor.
"I'm sorry Mr. Armstrong." the one said quietly, before they turned and went back in the room. I sat there sobbing against the wall. I sat there for about 1 minute until the sobs stopped and hickups wracked my body. i could still hear the monitor beeping fast and doctors scrambling trying to save her.
I then heard footsteps round the corner and stop in front of me. "Billie?" the voice said. I looked up. It was Mike, Tre, Adie, Leon and Shayne.
I slowly stood up, my knees still shacking but not enough to fall again. I started to say something, but a nurse ran out to get the shock peddles, trying to get her heart beating again.
I didn't say anything, but the nurse coming out and the look on my face said it all.I looked around at them and Tre went pale, Adie started crying and leaned against the wall, Shayne dropped the book she was holding and started to sob into her hands, and was soon comforted by a very pale and crying Leon. The last person who I looked at ws Mike. His face was unreadable. Tears coverd half of his face as he looked horrified.
"They don't think she'll make it through the night." I rasped. Shayne and Adie let out louder sobs, Tre went paler and Mike was still unreadable.
A doctor came out. I whiped around. "What?" I asked wildly.
He sighed. "I'm sorry. She's gone."
*Megan's POV*
I walked over to the bright light and looked up into it as best as I could. I saw the same finure I saw before. It was right in front of me and this time I was a face and instantly knew who it was. "Mom." I said.
She smiled sweetly. "Hi honey."
"What-"
She cut me off. "It's not your time. I know your in pain, and would want it to go away, but your father is in so much pain right now as he thinks your dead, it's worse than what your feeling. You need to go back to him."
"You lied. You said he didn't want me or love me, mom. But he does. I know he does." I said.
"I know, I relize that know and I'm sorry. I love you honey and I'll see you when it 's your time, but it's not. Go home. And tell your dad I said I was sorry" she said, stroaking my cheek.
I nodded. "I mis you though." I said.
"I know. But honey, I'm watching over you and watching you grow into a beautiful girl you are. I'll always be with you." she whispered. I nodded. She kissed me on the forehead. Then I felt myself falling.
*Billie's POV*
I couldn't feel anything except anger adn despere. I was so lost, so lonley. No one could help me, just like no one could help her. I was weeping and sobbing uncontollably onto her side, my tears soaking the fabric of her hosptial gown. I looked up into her peaceful face. "I miss yuou already. I love you." I sobbed then my head went back down again. I didn't really hear anything except for the sobs of the people behind me.
I was still sobbing when I heard a beeping noise. I looked up and around. Then I noticed her brain monitor. It was showing brain actuvity. I gasped and stared at it as I heard another beep. I looked at her heart monitor that was showign steady heart beat. I gasped again and jumped to my feet. "Megan! Megan! Wake up!" I screamed.
I felt myslef getting puched down in a chair. "Bill, she's dead." I heard Tre say.
I shook my head furiously. "No. Look at her monitors." I said.
Tre looked up and saw the wavy lines and gasped. "I'm gonna get a doctor." he said then ran out of the room. By now everyone else knew what was happening as where looking at her.
I watched her intently as Tre came back with the doctor. The doctor's mouth dropped open and he scratched his head. "It's a miricle. She's alive and doing better than when she came in here." no sooner had he said that then sh elet out a small moan.
"Megan!" I said.
She slowly opened her eyes and looked around before her eyes settled on me. "Dad?"
Everything was dark and I could hardly see through all the fog. I had no sense of time, and didn't knw how long I've been here, but I've been here for a while. I didn't realy feel anything except the fact that I was possibly dead. But I couldn't be. I was breathing. I tried to look real hard through all the mist, and all I saw was a shadow. I had no clue what it was, or who it was, but I felt a sense of relief when I saw it. Like it was my guardian angel or something. I was dreaming, I had to be.
I wrapped my arms tight around myself and closed my eyes, thinking I would wake up from this dream.
I didn't wake up, but I did hear voices. "Please wake up Megan. I love you." said a voice, the one in particular that stood out. It was my dad, Billie. I could hear him crying. I fought and fought to wake up. I opened my eyes and saw the same fog again. I didn't wake. I could still hear voices and sobs, and it broke my heart knowing that the sobs where my father and I was the cause of them.
I despertly tried to wake up, but I couldn't. Thats when I started feeling pain. My head killed, my arms and legs ached and it felt like my insides where being ripped out of me. I doubled over in pain, and feel to the ground, and laid there on the ground, not able to cry through the pain I felt.
I know understood what was happening to me. I was in a coma. The drunk driver with the truck hit me, and put me in a coma. And in my dream, I could move and breath and think and feel, but I couldn't wake up or talk. I couldn't cry to my daddy thaty I was in so much pain, it was unbearable. In my dream, I could move. I knew that in the real world, the one my father's in, I could not.
I laid there and thought about everything. Dad giving me up, mom killing herself, the foster families that didn't want me, meetig dad again and becoming part of him family again, my birthday and.... oh shit!! Mike!! I never thought about how he would be reacting to this. He would probably be like 'well, she should have been looking' or 'she's got what was coming to her'. He told me he loved me, but I don't believe him. If he did, he would've done anythign to be with me.
All of a sudden I felt pain rip through my chest and I clutched at it, trying to scream and wake up. But I couldn't. I heard the beeping sound of a heart monitor and footsteps rushing around to save me. Then, I knew I was dying. Then, up above I saw a bright white light that blinded me. I looked up into and heard my mother's voice calling me towards it.
*ONE AND A HALF MONTHS LATER*
*AT THE HOSPTIAL STILL*
*Billie's POV*
I woke up and looked at Megan. She was still in a coma. I was so afraid. In two weeks, if she didn't wake up, or show any signs that she was getting better, they wher gonna shut off the machines and let nature take it's course. I hate those fuckin doctors so much. They won't listen to me when I tell them they're not gonna kill my baby.
I sighed and got out of the other bed that I rented in Megan's room and walked over to her bedside.
"Morning angel. I'm here." I said. She was still motionless. "Please wake up Megan. I love you." I said, then started to sob again. It was pretty much a daily ritual for me. I was still sobbing, but I sighed and gingerly let go of her hand.
"I'm gonna go take a shower. When I come back, please be awake." I pleaded to her for the one milionth time this month.
I grabbed some clothes out of the small closet in the corner of the room, and made my way into the bathroom.
I set my clothes on the toilet seat and looked in the mirror that hung above the sink. I looked at my features. My hair was matted down and the black was coming out of it. My eyes were dull and lifeless and where also red and puffy. I had black tears streaks on my face that where caused from me crying and my eye liner to run. I sighed and scrubbed on the eye liner until it came off. Now my face was just red.
I turned on the shower and let it run until it got hot. I took off my clothes and thorugh them in a pile by the door with my other clothes.
I stepped into the steaming water and let it run down my body, wanting it to take all the pain away and release all the anger, hurt, saddness and confusion that was bottled up inside of me. It didn't work. The only thing that would take it all away was Megan waking up and being okay.
I couldn't take this anymore. I let out a frustated cry and punched the wall. Hard. But I didn't feel it. I watched as blood drippled down my hand and onto the ground below. I still didn't feel it.
I washed my hair and body, then turned off the water and got out. I rapped a towel aroud my body to dry myself off. Once I was dry, I put on th clean clothes that I brought in here with me.
When I had finished putting on my clothes, I heard a sound that I didn't want to hear. I loud and real fast beeping of the heart monitor. My head shot up as tears once again broke the surface. I scrambled around as I heard hurried foot steps running around the room on the other side of the door. My hands where shcking so bad that I couldn't get the door open. Finally, I got it open after rying for a minute and ran out to see a bunch of doctors around her, trying to save her.
"Wha-" I started. I walked over. "Megan! Megan!" I screamed.
"Get him out of here please." one of the doctors said.
"NO!" I yelled as two orderlies dragged me from the room. "Let me go! My daughter's dying! Let me go!!" I screamed. They shock their heads and got me inot the hall. I stopped struggling and looked at them, waiting for an explaination.
One sighed. "Her hearts going. It's very weak and it doesn't help that she has a heart murmer. She's had it since she was born and normly should be gone by now, but for some reason hasn't. They don't think she's gonna make it though tonight." he said. Him and the otehr orderly exchanged worried glances.
My body went numb. I fought with control over my tears. Still fighting I said," Is-is that all?" They, again, looked at eachother.
"Uh, no. What we tell you, you won't want to hears, but it's the truth and your gonna have to except it." the one said.
"What?" I asked quietly.
He sighed. "It's her brain. The funcioning is almost if not all the way gone. Meaning, she's brain dead and there's nothing else we can do."
Remember the fight I said I was having with my emotions before? Well, I lost. Tears poured out of my eyes as my knees weaked and I slumped to the floor.
"I'm sorry Mr. Armstrong." the one said quietly, before they turned and went back in the room. I sat there sobbing against the wall. I sat there for about 1 minute until the sobs stopped and hickups wracked my body. i could still hear the monitor beeping fast and doctors scrambling trying to save her.
I then heard footsteps round the corner and stop in front of me. "Billie?" the voice said. I looked up. It was Mike, Tre, Adie, Leon and Shayne.
I slowly stood up, my knees still shacking but not enough to fall again. I started to say something, but a nurse ran out to get the shock peddles, trying to get her heart beating again.
I didn't say anything, but the nurse coming out and the look on my face said it all.I looked around at them and Tre went pale, Adie started crying and leaned against the wall, Shayne dropped the book she was holding and started to sob into her hands, and was soon comforted by a very pale and crying Leon. The last person who I looked at ws Mike. His face was unreadable. Tears coverd half of his face as he looked horrified.
"They don't think she'll make it through the night." I rasped. Shayne and Adie let out louder sobs, Tre went paler and Mike was still unreadable.
A doctor came out. I whiped around. "What?" I asked wildly.
He sighed. "I'm sorry. She's gone."
*Megan's POV*
I walked over to the bright light and looked up into it as best as I could. I saw the same finure I saw before. It was right in front of me and this time I was a face and instantly knew who it was. "Mom." I said.
She smiled sweetly. "Hi honey."
"What-"
She cut me off. "It's not your time. I know your in pain, and would want it to go away, but your father is in so much pain right now as he thinks your dead, it's worse than what your feeling. You need to go back to him."
"You lied. You said he didn't want me or love me, mom. But he does. I know he does." I said.
"I know, I relize that know and I'm sorry. I love you honey and I'll see you when it 's your time, but it's not. Go home. And tell your dad I said I was sorry" she said, stroaking my cheek.
I nodded. "I mis you though." I said.
"I know. But honey, I'm watching over you and watching you grow into a beautiful girl you are. I'll always be with you." she whispered. I nodded. She kissed me on the forehead. Then I felt myself falling.
*Billie's POV*
I couldn't feel anything except anger adn despere. I was so lost, so lonley. No one could help me, just like no one could help her. I was weeping and sobbing uncontollably onto her side, my tears soaking the fabric of her hosptial gown. I looked up into her peaceful face. "I miss yuou already. I love you." I sobbed then my head went back down again. I didn't really hear anything except for the sobs of the people behind me.
I was still sobbing when I heard a beeping noise. I looked up and around. Then I noticed her brain monitor. It was showing brain actuvity. I gasped and stared at it as I heard another beep. I looked at her heart monitor that was showign steady heart beat. I gasped again and jumped to my feet. "Megan! Megan! Wake up!" I screamed.
I felt myslef getting puched down in a chair. "Bill, she's dead." I heard Tre say.
I shook my head furiously. "No. Look at her monitors." I said.
Tre looked up and saw the wavy lines and gasped. "I'm gonna get a doctor." he said then ran out of the room. By now everyone else knew what was happening as where looking at her.
I watched her intently as Tre came back with the doctor. The doctor's mouth dropped open and he scratched his head. "It's a miricle. She's alive and doing better than when she came in here." no sooner had he said that then sh elet out a small moan.
"Megan!" I said.
She slowly opened her eyes and looked around before her eyes settled on me. "Dad?"
