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Catch me if I fall

It's your love I'm living for (Flyleaf)

GerardsP.O.V
The next morning I woke up, took a shower, got dressed, and went upstairs to see Mikey sitting on the couch with a cup of coffee and a flushed look. I walked into the kitchen to get a cup myself when I overheard my mum talking on the phone.

"Umm, yes. Aged 14. She was pretty tall, so,perhaps a medium sized one?" She spoke into the phone. What is she talking about? I sat down next to Mikes, but he just kept looking straight forward with the same facial expression. I sighed, put my cup of coffee on the coffee table, and gave him a side hug which he returned. Looking at the time, I put my shoes on and grabbed my backpack to begin the journey to school.

"Mum says we don't have to go to school today." Mikey said.
"Why?" I asked.
" We have to go to the hospital and take care of stuff for her....funeral...." he trailed off. I gave him a nod before getting another cup of coffee.
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Mikey's P.O.V
We got in the car and took the fifteen minute drive to the hospital. I stayed quiet for the time being; I was afraid of going. As we were on the road, I began to think about the good times I had with her at the Abandoned Six Flags and how I really enjoyed her presence. Now we have to let her go. We soon reached the parking and I got out of the car and began to shuffle to the building; trying to stall. Regardless of my shuffling, I still made it into the building pretty fast. All three of us approached the counter; while my mum asked the lady at the counter where we were supposed to go, I looked around in the waiting room. Mostly only older people were here with a few exceptions of children. I was snapped out of my observations when Gerard grabbed my wrist and told me to follow them across the room. We took the elevator up to her floor level but instead of going to the room she was in, we walked into the room with cubicles again. Luckily, they haven't taken her off life support yet, they need her 'Uncle' here in order to actually do it.

"We need to wait for her Uncle to arrive in order to proceed. We are going to tell him the plans that you have arranged and depending on what he says, we will go through with your plans. If he decides to change them, we must let him since HE is her legal guardian." She explained. She let us back into the room but my mum, being the caring woman she is, wanted to know more about what would happen when her dad arrives so the nurse took her to the other room to explain a bit more thoroughly, leaving us in the room.

We sat down and I started to freak out. As soon as her dad walks through the door, she's leaving. I was deep in though when I began to hear sniffles. I put my finger under my nose to see if it was me and I just didn't know it, but It wasn't me. I looked at Gerard and saw his shoulders trembling. He was crying. No shit sherlock. I gave him a hug to try to calm him down and he did a little. I got up and walked over to the window where the tissues were located. When I got there, I looked out below and saw one of those cars that would escort bodies to those weird places where all dead bodies go before they're buried. I really hope that's not for her. I got the tissue and gave it to him and in return I got a 'thank you' and a hug that showed me that he was okay.

So there we sat; hugging and reassuring each other that all will end well until the door opened and in came the nurse, 2 doctors, my mum and Her dad. This is it. We're a few minutes away from pulling her out of life support. Gerard and I stood up, and he walked over to where everyone was but I stayed back at the bed.

"Mr. Kalenbatch, since your daughter is still in a coma after a total of One and A Half months, we would like to take her off life support. Of course, you have the right to veto our suggestions. " The first doctor told him. As he was talking to everyone, I gently grabbed her hand and gave it a light squeeze; her dad was about to make his decision to kill her, I felt like I had to. The second doctor began to ramble on about what the consequences of taking a foolish decision could be while I did something I felt was kinda creepy, but seemed to calm me down.

Seeing as I was already holding her hand and everything the doctor was saying was freaking me out, I began to interwind my fingers with her. I honestly never thought I would do that but it felt wonderful. When simply looking at our hands, they look like they fit together like puzzle pieces. Her fingers fit perfectly in the spaces between mine, and that made me feel... Complete. Stronger. Braver. All those confident feelings plunged to the pit of my stomach when I began to pay attention again.

"Well, I wouldn't want the poor girl to stay in this coma forever, it think that it's for the best." Her dad said, faking the worry in his voice.
"Are you sure of your decision?" The second doctor said sternly.
".......Yes......" he said, without hesitation in his voice.



As soon as he said that my throat went completely dry and suddenly my vision felt weird, as if I was high. Despite my preparations, I was in shock and panic about this. My grip on her hand went tighter because I felt like, if I let go, I would never see her again.

"Okay, if that is your final decision, we will take her off life support. Before we do, we need you to sign a few documents." The first doctor explained. He gave a nod and everyone left the room including Gerard, leaving me in her room. I sat down, pulled my knees to my chest and tried to take a deep breath to calm down. Once I did, I gathered all the strength I could and walked to the bed to see her one last time, alive and breathing.

There she was, pale and cold and in same position as usual. Unfortunately, I began to let little tears slip out of my eyes so I walked over to the window to get myself one. When I looked out, I saw that the weird car had moved to the enterance right below us. Oh no. I took my tissue and walked back to her bed where I dried my eyes. When I reopened them, I felt something that left me speechless.

She had reached for my hand. I followed her hand up to her shoulder when I the moved to her face. There she was, looking at me with those gorgeous Dimond-like eyes filled with a questionable look.

"M-Mikey...?" she softly whimpered.

Notes

I KNOW! I SAID I WAS GOING TO UPDATE SOON BUT THINGS HAPPEN. I WILL TRY TO UPDATE AGAIN AS SOON AS POSSIBLE.

Comments

OMG PLEASE UPDATE!!!!!!!!!!! I love this fic, it is ,my new favorite!!!!!!!!!!!

mikeyXisXbae mikeyXisXbae
12/21/14

I don't know/remember Jordon. do i have to go backkkkkk. It has been five months

TheWhovian23 TheWhovian23
11/28/14

I don't know/remember Jordon. do i have to go backkkkkk. It has been five months

TheWhovian23 TheWhovian23
11/28/14

omg whos it gunna be

Do. Not. Be. Sorry. Your life matters more than a chaper in a story. And don't fret over high school it's not that bad. Unless you're me and have a fucking panic attack on the first day. But you're not alone because I start collage later this year and in fucking scared. AND NOW IM SO EXCITED FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER WHO IS IT

Killjoy_Love19 Killjoy_Love19
7/30/14