"It has been 3, months since the now, eighteen-year-old Mila Wilson and eighteen-year-old Ryan Adams was found in the blood shattered police station. Mila was found on the floor along with the dead policemen in the waiting room with a gun wound in the stomach. Ryan was found in a cell with blood, floating from his head. The teenagers were found, by another teenager, Jace. Sources say that he is an old friend of Mila.  He was the one who called the neighboorhood police station, to come and catch the wrongdoers. As the police came along with the ambulances, they immediately took care of the situation. Jace, fortunately, saw the criminal and gave his description. The criminal is former sheriff from Florida; Jeremy Horson. He is now behind bars accompanied by his son; Peter Horson. According to Jace, Peter has been harassing Mila for 2, years. Peter, is also being charged for another crime, which is unknown to the press. Jace had some evidence to back up his story, and the police have respected, the wishes of the family to not release it. The two teenagers are alive today, as the only survivors. No policemen survived the attack. Mila is already back on her feet, but she still refuses to come up with a statement. Though Ryan is still in a coma and the doctors are unsure if he will wake up..."

Mila turns off the TV in the white hospital room. She has heard the same story over a hundred times and is getting sick of it.

She has been spending the last 3, months sitting here by Ryan's bedside.

The minute she could leave her room, she spent all her time here; repeating the day over and over in her head. Looking for things she could've done differently.

She comes up with the same answer each time. Nothing.

Mila should've been happy. She finally had Peter locked up where he belongs.

But she's not.

Something is just not adding up. It can't be over easily, can it? Mila thought the moment she saw her stalker and his dad being droved away would fill her with happiness. However, more questions came.

She doesn't understand why Jeremy would go through all that trouble to revenge a girl who "broke" his son. He must've had another errand. But the question is; what?

Urgh. Mila shakes her head. She has been here for far too long. She shouldn't be thinking about it anymore.

That part of her life is over.

She smiles at that thought. I can finally start the next part.

She glances down at Ryan. His black hair is styled upwards like it always is. His, brown eyes, are closed, but Mila visualise them as she usually sees them; happy with life. His mouth is drawn, in a straight line.

Mila doesn't like the look of that. Usually, it is either in a side smirk or a full-blown smile.

A silent tear trails down her cheek. She needs him to wake up, and remove the tears there keep following the first. She needs him to tell her that everything would be okay now. She needs to hear his laughter chasing away the silence. 

She wants to forget all about her previous mistakes and start from scratch.

Yes, Mila wished a lot of things, but none of them seemed to come true.

A gentle knock comes from the door, bringing Mila back from her wandering thoughts. "Come in."

She quickly removes the tears from her cheeks and puts a smile on her face.

Don't want people to see you broken.

Sam and Irina step slowly in with sad frowns on their faces.

Sam is Ryan's best friend from High School. Sam's hair is brown, with a tinge of red.

His eyes are brown just like Ryan's.

He reminds her of her sleeping boyfriend, so instead, she directs her attention to her best friend.

Unfortunately, Irina has the same red hair along with the brown eyes.

Ugh. Why must all my friends have brown eyes? Mila shakes her head sadly. She thought having them here would light this sad day up, but they seem to make it harder to suppress the waterfall there's threatening to open.

She looks down at her now shaking hands.

"Hey." Irina softly says. She takes Mila cold hand in her own. "Everything is going to be okay. He's not going to leave us." She assures, even though she doesn't believe her own words. Irina has never trusted any man to return. Not after her dad left her, and her mom with her eldest sister when she was six, and never returned.

Sam follows Irina's footsteps and takes Mila's other hand. "He's tough. He will come back to us..." He pauses for a moment, glancing over at his best friend since first grade. "You better not leave any of us your idiot!" He commands. His voice, shaking a bit.

Mila looks up at her friends and gives their hands a small squeeze. She has been too consumed with her heartbreak, that she hadn't realised they are going through the same.

Right now, she couldn't be more grateful to have those two standing by her side.

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Irina and Sam stayed for about 2, hours before they had to go home.

Mila is currently down in the hospital cafeteria, buying a coffee.

There aren't a lot of people.

Down here you can feel the chilling vibe every hospital contains. People coughing, some louder than others, elder women, and men walking with their rollator.

There are even a few young children with shaved heads.

The depressing sight makes chills go down Mila's back. And she never thought that she would look forward returning to Ryan's room.

She gives the cashier her money and practically runs out of there.

She gently takes a small sip of the coffee and cringes a little inwardly at the poor taste.

As Mila strolls down towards Ryan's room, she gets knocked over by a running doctor. "Doctor Tumbkings to room 24. I repeat. Doctor Tumbkings to room 24." 

The remaining of Mila's coffee falls out of her hands as she stands in the middle of the hospital wing. The shock simply overtook her ability to hold the cup in her already fragile hands.

She sprints as fast as she can down the corridor.

The corridor leading to the room, she has filled in 3, months.

Mila stops abruptly in front of room 24.

Deep breaths, deep breaths, Mila. She repeats inside her head, over and over again.

She opens the door and stops dead in her tracks.

In front of her is Doctor Tumbkings talking and moving Ryan's life full body.

He is still a little pale, and his eyes haven't gained their usual light yet, but that doesn't matter right now.

Ryan is awake.

A huge grin spreads across Mila's face while tears of joy fall down her cheek. 

"Oh my god." She lets out, with a sob.

Ryan's gaze turns away from the doctor and on to her. He immediately makes eye contact, "Doctor can you give us 2 minutes?" He asks without breaking the intense contact.

The Doctor gives them a small smile and leaves without any further questions.

Mila hurriedly takes the Doctors place by Ryan's bedside. She instantly takes his still cold hand and plants a kiss, while another sob escapes her choking throat. "You have been sleeping for 3, months." She quietly says. If she wasn't so close to him, he couldn't hear it.

"Yeah," Ryan answers, eyeing her hand on his hand.

The silence stretches out between them. Mila is surprised that it is slightly awkward. She has never had an awkward silence with Ryan, and she can't help but feel that something has changed.

"When I was lying there on the floor losing consciousness..." He starts out and removes his hand from Mila's grasp.

Her hand falls limply down her sides.

"I had some time to think." He continues. "And I thought "Was she worth it?" "

Mila falls into the chair behind her.

The joyful tears seem to stop.

"I'm sorry Mila, but I can't be apart of this life of yours. My adventures side thought it was exciting to help catch a bad guy, but look where it got me." Ryan gestures down to himself. "You are the one who brought this upon me." His tone is harsh and firm. "Yes, you are a sweet girl, and I like you, but you don't bring out the best of me." He takes a breath and looks her directly in the eyes.

"I'm breaking up with you, Mila."

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Do you understand Ryan's decision or is he an ass?

I know nothing major happened, but I promise more exciting things will come in the near future.

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