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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