Chapter 8

-Jesse

I picked the guitar idly as I waited beside Petra. G major... F sharp.

I put down her guitar and held her hand instead. Just waiting. Nothing else. 

"Petra. Hey." I said and smiled, feeling weird that I was talking to myself. But I read somewhere that coma patients can hear things around them. 

I took the chance. 

"Axel woke up today." I told her and Reuben whined quietly. 

  "I really miss you. I need you, Petra." I said and brushed away a strand of her beautiful auburn hair away from her face. 

  "You're my best friend, and I know you're probably thinking what a friend I am." I said nonsensically. 

"Just give me a sign or anything. Stay with me, okay? I'm with you. Always."

I looked up when I felt it.

Her hand moved a little.

And I sat so still... waiting. 

-End

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