Catch me if I fall

~1 and 1/2 months later~



Mikey's P.O.V
It's been one and a half months. One and a half months of worrying if she will wake up. One and a half months of going to the hospital everyday after school to check on her. I haven't been the same since that horrid day, neither has Gerard. We don't talk as much as we usually did before. Ray, Bob, and Frank have been to the hospital with us every day since she first checked in. Even my mother has acted differently. She definitely shows a lot more effection to us. She's always loved us, but now, she hugs us even more. I guess she realized how scary it is to have a young teen in the hospital and wants to take advantage of us now.

I'm currently walking down the street to the hospital to see Karamel. Gerard had to go to work immediately after school, and the rest of the guys got detention for sleeping during class, so I'm on my own. As I walk to the enterance, I sign in to show that I'm in the room, and get on the elevator. I sigh and close my eyes. There's only so much heart ache I can take. The elevator stops at the 'C' floor and I get off. In all honesty, I'm kinda scared. A month and a half is a LONG time. What, what if I have to face the music soon? What if I have to say goodbye for good? I quickly push away those thoughts and see her. Somehow, she managed to get completely ghost-white. Creepy. I've never been one to pray a lot, but now I kinda feel like I need to. Because its all I could think to do. After praying a bunch of times, I sat up straight and looked at the time in my phone. Well, I managed to kill an hour here. I didn't know what to do, so I just sat there. I looked at the table on tbe other side of the bed. It was overflowing with get well cards, roses, ballons and a bunch of other stuff we had all brought her. For some reason, Looking at it made me kinda sad. Then my phone beeped. I looked at it to see a text from my mum.
"Honey, when do you plan on coming home?"
"In about 20 minutes." I replied. After that, she didn't say anything. I gave her hand a light squeeze and said the Same thing I always told her before I left:

"Stay strong girlish."

I checked out of the hospital and began to walk home. I began to think of something that I never really thought about until now. In a month and a half, I have NEVER seen her dad there since the first day. What the fuck? Maybe he visits her when I'm at school? As I came to that conclusion, I unlocked the door and entered the living room and said hi to my mum before heading upstairs to my room. I had finished all my homework at school and had nothing to do so I decided to just play a few songs on my bass. I needed something to get my mind off Karamel anyway. Hours passed and I only went down to eat dinner and say hello to my dad and Gerard. I was laying down thinking. I think... I think I have to tell her how I feel about her as soon as she wakes up. If I lose her now, I'll never forgive myself for not telling her how I feel. The worst she can say is no. Then something happened. Around 7:16 someone called. It was a number that I didn't know, but assumed that it was the hospital. After all, I did give them my number in case anything happened to her. I sat down on my bed and answered the phone.
"Hello..?"
"Hello is this, Michael Way?"
"Yes. Can I help you?"
"I'm the head doctor who has been taking care of your friend Karamel Kalenbatch and I have important news."
"Okay."
"I'm sorry to say that she has been in a coma for more than a month and most youths her age do not wake up. I'm terribly sorry to say I'm going to have to pronounce her dead." He said, his voice quivering.

Notes

THIS IS NOT THE END OF THE STORY