Beep…..beep…..beep…..beep

I hold my breath.

Beep, beep, beep, beep-

I let out a deep breath.

Beep…..beep…..beep…..beep

I may be partially unconscious but it was fun to play around with the heart monitor. Although now I make sure to do it when no one was around, I once accidentally did it when Johnny was in the room and he totally freaked out.

Oh, I’m in the hospital by the way, in case you forgot.

I was passed out for two days straight. Best sleep I’ve ever had in my life.

The doctor’s said I was in a coma, I disagree. When you’re in a coma you don’t know what you’re doing or where you are or who you are. I am currently sitting on the couch in an astral type form watching TV and chewing imaginary pop corn.

How am I doing that, you may ask?

I think I’m gonna have to explain alittle deeper, so open your ears for this one.

During the two days I was passed out I sort of…blended, into the darkness. Not that I had a choice anyway. It was so cold down there, and dark, and so…empty. For the first day I was gripped in absolute terror, wondering why and how this happened to me. How could me getting super powers result in such darkness manifesting within me?

The night of the first day was a real nightmare come to life for me. I could hear voices, disoriented, fussy voices. I later realized it was the voices of the people around my hospital bed. I was paralyzed in fear in the endless void of nothing that resided within me, then I saw it…it was a small glimmer, but it was hope.

It was light.

I swam towards it desperately, and stretched my arm out to touch it with my finger tips, and with a flash the light burst before and around me.

Around the second day I was in the hospital I gasped awake, only problem was I didn’t use my mouth to gasp. It was like one of those scary movie things where you see the person’s ghost sit up from their body. At first I thought I was dead, I began to panic till the erratic sound of my heart monitor calmed be down but brought a nurse, a stressed looking Reed, red eyed Susan, agitated Ben, and an over the edge Johnny.

Several superheroes had come and gone, some stayed longer to visit, while others came to give warning of an imminent attack Doom might launch on the hospital because I was here. Reed was making swift plans to move me back to the Baxter Building, but was too afraid to move me due to my condition.

I toss another imaginary popcorn into my mouth.

For someone who just went through all that ninja crap and near severe organ damage….I was pretty chill.

Maybe it was touching the light that made me achieve this calmness. Or maybe because I was in a badass ghost form and I could see everyone but no one could see me. This was so sweet!

….and in other news, no more word for the comatose Victoria Howard a.k.a Freeze for the past few days. New Yorkers are in a tense state of panic as everyone awaits to hear of any news of her condition….

A scene of the hospital parking lot appeared on the TV with the female reporters voice in the background, dozens of hundreds of people sat outside, with placards and flowers and teddy bears. It made me sad to think their flowers wouldn’t be brought into my room, security had been tightened to the point of madness around the hospital.

Top notch A-class superheroes were station at every mouse hole, unless your illness was life and death threatening you’d be transferred to another hospital.

……this is unacceptable Jill. UNACCEPTABLE! A male reporter fumed, ……just because of this one girl who went out to have fun on a wild night out with Deadpool, a known psychopath, is in the hospital every superhero stops what they’re doing and ignores everyone else!?

I sigh sadly, he has a point.

……a girl in a coma is one this, but a superhero who couldn’t defend herself enough? That is someone I wouldn’t want saving me……

Okay now he’s being a jerk.

And now thanks to her, normal everyday citizens like us aren’t getting the medical attention we pay our tax dollars for!? This is outrageous! Jill? This is unaccep-

Jill whacks her clipboard over the guys head, his eyes roll back in his head and he slumps down on the desk. Jill straightened her outfit, coughs, and then smiles at the camera.

That’s all from Jim. Next up, photo’s of Mr. Fantastic and Iron Man attacking Deadpool. See you after the break….

“Go Jill!” I cry in delight at the TV.

“Let me though!” I hear someone yell from behind my closed room door.

Whoever it was should know Reed left specific orders of certain times of which I shouldn’t be visited at.

“Dude, I can’t! Orders!” The person standing guard argued.

I hear a tussle then an “aaah!” like someone had been thrown.

Click!

The door opens.

“Guess it wasn’t the guard who won the fight” I say to myself dryly. Don’t judge me, you’d be talking to yourself too if you were in my shoes.

“Victoria?”

I freeze. Again! IRONIC!

It was Johnny.

He looked rough and dirty and like he hadn’t seen a comb in years. His whole chin was covered with stubble. I hadn’t really taken the time to look at anyone coming to visit me, come on, how could I? I’m in ghost mode! Literally!

I can float over people and make faces at them! I hadn’t known that was a thing I’d always wanted to do till I had the uncontrollable access to do it.

“Vick?” Johnny’s voice was shaky. He always came to visit me but never alone. And right now I can probably see why no one ever left him to visit me alone, he looked like a maniac.

You’re also probably wondering about my feelings for Johnny right about now. And to be honest I myself do not know. It just…we’ve been through this so many times!

When’s it going to end?

When!

Johnny acts like a jerk, I get mad, he gets sad that I’m mad, he either teases me or apologizes, I forgive him, we like each other and things feel like they’ll end up good and happy……then faith slams the reset button.

Again.

And again.

And again!

I frown at Johnny as he slowly walks towards my body lying stiffly on the bed with several thousand tubes and wires going through me, my shallow breathes showing against the oxygen mask strap on my face.

I scrawl at him. What’s he gonna do? Laugh at my unconscious form? Say rude things to me? Give me a wet willy?

I ghost gasp at that last one.

Ghost form or not someone is getting an astral beat down if anyone dares give me a wet willy.

I shift my concentration back to the TV to see images of a brawling Deadpool fighting to stay in one piece. I hate to say I’ve given up on Johnny (let’s face it I’d forgive him by the next chapter) but I’m so tired…I mean it this time!

What kinda cruel joke is life playing on me to leave me to suffer this kind of torture over and over till eternity? Why me? What did I ever do that warrants this much pain? Why Johnny? What’s so special about him anyway?

Because he makes you happy when he’s not being a jerk? My heart decides to pipe in.

I hiss at her. How can I hear my heart anyway? It’s not like I’m inside my body or something.

Because you were destined to be together?

I have no idea which part of me said that…should I be worried?

I feel a tingle on my hand.

I look at Johnny, he was touching my hand so gently, his fingers barely brushing it.

This is weird because several nurses and doctors connected all sorts of nonsense to me, but I never felt anything. So why am I feeling the lightest of touches right now?

Because it’s Johnny…the unknown intruder says.

“This is all my fault,” Johnny whispers to me.

“Huh?” I drop my imaginary popcorn. Of all the things I expected him to say…that wasn’t one of em.

“Saying I’m sorry can’t even begin to cover things” he looks solemnly at me. “I’ve brought you nothing but heartache and misery.” He looks down at my tubes, “And now I caused you real pain, life threatening injuries even”

“But…but it’s wasn’t your fault” I say to him, even though I know he can’t hear me.

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Johnny’s POV

She just laid there…so cold and pale.

So lifeless…

Don’t say that dude! She’s alive! I glance at her heart monitor for the third time again, the very idea that that machine could stop beeping at any moment seriously made my heart want to give out.

I grab my rough dirty hair and pull.

“If I hadn’t said that stupid stuff back at the kitchen you wouldn’t have gone out with Wade!” I cry to myself. “This is all my fault and I’m such an idiot!”

I turn and kick the wall, “Why do I keep hurting you? What the heck is wrong with me?”

I feel my skin heat up again, I mange to fight the most of it back but my hands burst into flames.

“You see?” I held up my flaming hands to her pale face and closed eyes. “This is why I stay away from you. I can’t control myself. I was bound to hurt you!” I look at her silent form. “…and I have. Congratulations to me” I say sarcastically, throwing my hands up in the air.

I reach out and hover my flaming hands above her, “You look cold,” I mumbled. “I promised you I’d always chase away the cold”

I snuff out the flames but keep my hands warm, I rest one on her right cheek and the other I held her right hand.

Her heart monitor starts beating stronger.

I smirk at it.

“Even unconscious you like it when I touch you, don’t you?” I say cockily at her.

Nothing.

No reply.

Dead silence.

Best to steer clear of the word dead.

There were no chairs in her room, Reed didn’t want anyone staying to long and getting comfortable. So I kneel before her bed, good thing I was tall enough to still be able to look down at her face even while kneeling. She looked so small and helpless, so fragile and frail.

“God, I wanna kick me!” I grit out in frustration. Then I let out an ironic laugh, “I’m talking to the queen of chitter chatter and nagging…but she can’t even hear me.”

I shake my head, “Jesus, I pray you can’t hear me. What a nightmare that would be, you hearing me rambling on like this”

I let go of her face and hold onto her hand with both of mine.

“I’m sorry,” I kiss her hand, “I’m so sorry for all the bullshit I’ve put you through, all the times I’ve been a jerk, for every weird thing I’ve done that you couldn’t understand. I regret everything I’ve ever done to you…..except kissing you.” I say suddenly.

I let out a breath and smiled, “I think that’s the one and only thing I’ve done and gotten right”

I look up at her face, she was still so beautiful. “I remember that day very, very clearly” I smile at her. “Our first kiss” I clarify. To who? I have no idea.

“You’d just pulled a Houdini disappearing act on us, finding you was so reliving I didn’t even know what I’d done till after I’d done it” I look down at her hand, the memory still sweet and awesome. “Then you decided to shock the charcoal outta me by giving me one of the best kisses of my entire existence!”

“Hands down that day was legendary,” I shake my head again, “To be honest I was kinda trying to faze you, I expected you to be shy or a novice or something. And as usual you showed me never to underestimate you cause boy did you prove me wrong”

I laugh.

Still no reply.

I sigh out dejectedly, “I’d give anything in the world, even my own sister –not that she’s worth much– for you to wake up right now” I have never in my life experienced this much misery in than last few days, ever!

“Please Vick, wake up” I say with all my strength, willing my words to try and wake her.

“It won’t work Johnny”

I whip my head around to see Ben standing by the door. Spiderman was lying by the floor rubbing his head from when I tossed him at the wall for trying to stop me from entering.

I know I’m a man but I had to blush for fear at what Ben might have overheard.

“How long have you-” I cough in embarrassment, “What did you hear?”

“I didn’t hear a thing” Ben raised his hands mock defensively and stomped into the hospital room. Although he made sure he winked and smiled at me as he said it, “Nothing at all, not even the part about Suzy –which she won’t be too happy about”

I get up from the floor and dust off my legs. I’ll have to get someone to clean her room. Vick gets nothing but the best.

Ben’s smile vanishes as he gets serious, “You’re not supposed to be here kid”

“I know!” I say loudly. “I just couldn’t help it! I just wanted to be alone with her…” I groan out and dig my hands into my hair in aggravation. “I must sound so stupid right now” I say.

“No” Ben says quietly, “You sound like a man in love”

Now that made my heart nearly burst into flames.

I looked at Ben, wide eyed and horror stricken, “Now calm down,” Ben holds up his hands to me, “Don’t rip me apart, I’m just making an observation. Reed isn’t the only smart science guy around here you know”

“Yeah, I know Sue’s a genius as well, you don’t have to rub it in” I say playfully.

Ben punches me in the shoulder. I’m always surprised how he does that without punching a clear hole through my arm.

The small injection of fun and happiness disappears as we both look back down at Vick.

“Her condition is only gonna get worse” Ben informs me.

I gulp and fight back the dread, “I know,” I reply desolately.

“If we don’t find a donor soon-”

“Reed isn’t looking hard enough!” I interrupt Ben aggressively.

Ben was silent a moment, next thing he rests both his hands on my shoulder. “Visiting times over,” he tries to say in an uplifting voice, although I don’t know how anyone could accomplish that.

“I don’t want to leave her” I say darkly.

“We have to go” Ben insists.

“I don’t want to leave her” I repeat.

“Reed said-”

“I DON’T WANT TO LEAVE HER!”

Only the sounds of her heart monitor could be heard through the silence. “Don’t even try and give me that “she needs to rest” bullshit cause she’s permanently resting” I point a finger at her.

Ben continues to just look at me.

“And don’t tell me to calm down because I should be tensed, and stressed and miserable because I cause this!” I point at Vick unconscious body, “This is all, my entire, fault!!!”

My vision blurs.

I look down at her. “She maybe dead, she may never wake up again. I may never get the chance to be with her and tell her how I feel. All because I said something I never even slightly meant, because I was too afraid to let everyone know what I mean, to know something even I was afraid to truly acknowledge.” I cover my face with my hands. “She can’t go……she can’t leave me like this”

Ben wraps his arms around me and I literally break down in tears.

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(Back to me) Vick’s POV *rhyme!*

“WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP!” I scream to myself.

If ever there was a time for a movie moment were the person in a coma wakes up and surprises everyone in the room….now would be the God damn time!!!

I jump around between both Ben and Johnny, waving my arms frantically and yelling at the top of my lungs. They didn’t even blink.

I can’t believe Johnny said all those things. It was sweet and touching and I just really hope faith isn’t hitting the reset button again. That biach!

“I never knew you were actually capable of tears midge stick” Ben tries to tease.

Johnny shakes his head, he’s been doing that a lot lately, and looks down at me. “I don’t want to leave her” he sadly says again.

“There’s always tomorrow” Ben tries to says hopefully. “You can clean yourself up and sleep before then. Don’t want her to wake up, see you, then go back into the coma”

“Tonight” Johnny said harshly, ignoring Ben.

Ben sighs resignedly.

“I’ll tell the person on guard,” Ben points at the door, “So atleast you won’t do to him what you did to Spidey” Ben grins evilly.

“The dude didn’t want to let me through,” Johnny says defensively, then says under his breath, “Nerd.”

With Ben’s arm on Johnny’s shoulder they began to walk out of my room.

“No wait!” I scream at their retreating frames. I run after them but I just go right through them. “Don’t leave!”

“I hope she’s doing fine,” Johnny looks back at my body, ignoring ghost me standing right next to him. “I hope she gets way better”

“C’mon flamebrian, you know she will” Ben says confident as they stepped out the door. “She’s one of the strongest girls, strongest anyone, I know.”

For the first time Johnny gives a small hopeful smile.

“One of the many, many reasons why I’m crazy about her” and he closes the door behind him.

I couldn’t go past the door. I think that’s the limit to which my unconscious self can go.

“Dear God, if there was ever a time for me to wake up…now would be pretty good” I look up at the ceiling hopefully.

Nothing.

Beep…..beep…..beep…..beep

My ghost arms slump down and hit my sides. I can wake up and I can’t leave the room. I just have to wait for my body to heal and then jump right out of this coma. I look at my monitor though the corner of my eye. Well, I got nothing else to do…

Best to keep myself busy until Johnny’s next visit.

I hold my breath.

Beep, beep, beep, beep

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Author’s Note

Well I’d like to really apologize for the late upload (I checked my calendar and realized it’s only been 8 days) but you guys know how maddening school can get. And I don’t wanna be the million and one author’s on here that use that as a constant excuse.

So here’s the real reason……I’m so freaking lazy you have no idea.

I have this book planned out but to sit down and type it is slowing becoming my nightmare. Not that I don’t love it, I do. But this is slowly becoming a job for me and I don’t want that to happen, I use to look at Microsoft Word with love and anticipation, but now it’s just dread.

And I’m sad to say it but I’m actually tired of writing this story…all my stories infact. DON’T KILL ME!

This is how I am, I start something and NEVER finish it.

Well not today. Not this time.

I promise I will finish this book and I decree it shall be awesome!

You guys just have to be patient with me, that’s all.

Also the second and most important thing I want to mention is…THEY REMOVED THE MATURITY ON THIS THING!

HAZAAAAR!

Thanks to @ Sarawashere101 for bringing to my attention the grave injustice that Wattpad had done to me and my beautiful readers. So this chapter goes out to yoooou!!!<3<3<3

Several people under the age of 18 (or so I assume) haven’t been receiving notifications of my updates for the last 14 chapters. I reported to them immediately and everything has been sorted out. Thank you Wattpad<3 (even though you started this in the first place)

Make sure to tell any of your pals reading this book to constantly check it out to make sure it hasn’t been happening to them and also share to the world to help me get more reads!(I don’t even have another goal anymore, you guys are so awesome you’ve meet all of them!)

I meant-this story has hit 1k votes people!!! You guys are amazing!

***“But Faizah, you have 22.7k reads! Some people aren’t voting!” annoying spoilsports points out. “Burn the non-voters!”

“Shut up! I love them all anyway! :D” I reply. “They’re just shy and forget.”***

Don’t forget to C-commmmmmment(cause my comment page is empty due to the age restriction thing) and V-voooooooooooooooote! (cause I love you for it)

And I will see you lovely people in the next, awesome chapter!

Bye! Kisses!

And don’t forget to stay awesome<3

~It’s Ya Gal Vicky!