I'm standing next to mom's bed while the doctor runs a few checks. Her condition has been the same. No improvement.

Th doctor turns to me and says. "We'll keep her on the machines like we promised but anything can happen any second so you should be prepared for that."

"Wh...What do you mean?" I stagger.

"Her condition might start to change. But not towards the positive side." He explains.

I refuse to believe what he just said. "But she will wake up, right?! I mean, she has to wake up!"

He puts a hand on my shoulder as if to console me and then after shaking his head goes out of the room. What did he mean by that?

I sit down on my seat beside her bed and take hold of mom's hand, which is as cold as ice.

As I look at her face, tears start to stream down my face. Just by looking at her, I can tell what dad saw in her. She must've been beautiful when she was young.

Now that I come to think of it, I never actually asked my parents how they had met. The oppertunity to ask this question had become less likely when dad was executed. And now it was once again slipping through my fingres.

I wipe my tears and squeeze mom's hand.

"You're going to be okay. You're going to wake up as if nothing happened. I know you will. You're okay. You're just sleeping. I know you can hear me and that you're reaching out for me. Don't give up I know you will wake up. I know you will.

I don't whether I'm saying all this to console myself or mom because before I know it I'm crying and screaming at the same time.

"Mom don't go! You have to stay with me! You can't leave me in this mess! I'll give you anything you want! I promise that I'll do everything the way you want me to! Just wake up! Don't leave me! Mom!"

I keep screaming her name over and over again.

All of a sudden arms wrap around me and pull me into a hug. I lean onto the person's shoulder and cry myself out. I can't believe I'd help this in the whole time.

When I pull away I find Ella crouched in front me, her face full of concern. She brushes my hair out of my eyes and wipes away my tears, before asking.

"Why were you screaming like that?" She asks me.

"The doc..." I begin but she cuts in. "I know. He just told me." She says sadly.

I sniff and speak through the tears. "I can't believe this is happening. This is worse than a nightmare."

"I know." She sadly agrees.

Ella sits on the bed's edge and I on the chair. She holds my hands in order to keep me under control.

"I can stay with you tonight. Simon's taking the day off, so he can look after Leo." She offers.

I heard what she said, but I can't derive the literal meaning. I stare at my feet and don't say anything. I just want to keep staring at one point and forget about all the troubles in life.

"Do you want me to?" She asks all of a sudden, making me snap out of my dream.

Without asking again what she said, I just nod my head and put my head in her lap and fall asleep. The last thing I remeber is the sound of machines beeping and Ella stroking my hair. 

This chapter was one of the worst I've ever written. But this was also sort of a filler chapter, before I move on with the story.

I have something good in mind for the next chapter, so don't forget to read it. I don't exactly know when I'll be updating. But I will in a couple of days.

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