Page 35 of Accidental Love

Chapter Ten

Liam

I could hear voices all around me. I couldn’t quite place them, but they were slowly starting to become louder. All I could see was black, everything around me encased in nothing. I could feel myself starting to panic at being unable to see anything. Am I blind? Where am I? I knew I was home in my bed, so why couldn’t I see?

A few minutes later, I could feel a hard, uncomfortable bed underneath my body. I could still hear the voices, and they were getting closer. I realized in that moment that I had my eyes closed and that I really wasn’t blind. Struggling, I tried to open my eyes but it felt like they were glued together. Gritting my teeth together, I forced my heavy eyelids to finally open.

Of course I wasn’t expecting bright light to welcome me. I immediately shut them again, a groan escaping my lips. Pain radiated in my throat, and my mouth felt like cotton and like I hadn’t had water in years.

“Honey?” came a familiar feminine voice.

“Jenna?” I croaked out. Her face flashed in my mind and a loopy smile graced my lips.

“Liam?” the same voice asked again. Wanting to see Jenna’s face, I peeled my eyes back open, glad to see it was slightly darker in here now. My eyes slowly focused and landed on my mother’s concerned face. When she noticed I saw her, her face relaxed and she slumped forward.

“Mom?”

“You’re awake!” A few tears ran down her face. I turned my head and saw my father standing on my other side, and an unknown man in front of my hospital bed. Wait? Hospital bed?

“Where am I?” I croaked out through my dry throat.

“Here, drink this.” I gently took the plastic cup filled with water from my mom. My hand had an IV in it as I raised the glass to my lips.

“Liam, I am Doctor Marshall. Do you remember how you got here?” the guy at the foot of my bed asked. I raked my brain, trying to remember.

“I remember me and Jenna coming home from eating dinner at my parents’ house, but that’s it,” I said. I could tell there was something I should know, but I couldn’t quite grasp it.

“Don’t stress yourself trying to remember. Get some rest. Your body is still exhausted from healing.” He looked over at my parents. “I am going to have a nurse come in a check his vitals and blood pressure. If all is good, he can be out in a few days’ time.” With a nod to me, he left the room.

“So happy you are awake,” my mom said, leaning in and giving me a kiss on my forehead.

“What happened?” I asked. I watched as both of my parents shared a look.

“Don’t worry about it right now. Just try and get some rest. Do you want anything? More water? Some Jello?”

“Mom—” I started to say, but the look she sent me told me to shut up. I wanted to argue and demand to know what happened, but before I could, a nurse came into the room.

As she looked me over and took my blood pressure, I kept trying to remember what had happened. It had to be something bad if I was in the hospital. Jenna! Thinking her name made me sit up straight, which was hard to do with my left arm in a sling.

“Where’s Jenna? Is she okay? Why isn’t she here?” I said in a rush. I felt terrible for not thinking about her until now. What if she was just as hurt? Why wasn’t she here?

“Sweetie, don’t worry. She is okay,” my mother said, but she spoke with a weird tone. “Don’t worry about her now. Get some rest.” I looked over at my father, but he just nodded at me. Sighing, I leaned back in the bed. She’d better be okay. As I lay there, I could feel my eyes starting to get heavy. The nurse must have given me something before she left. With one last look at my parents, who were sending each other looks, I drifted off to sleep.

The next time I woke up, I felt slightly better. My head wasn’t hurting as much and I felt more awake. I didn’t know what time it was. I was in an empty room. I glanced around, then looked down at my left arm. It was encased in a dark blue cast that went from my shoulder to my wrist. I struggled to remember what happened, but I still couldn’t.

The sound of the door opening brought me out of my thoughts. I was hoping it was Jenna, but when Lennon and Blake stepped into the room, my heart sunk.

“Look who finally woke up,” Lennon said, coming over to my bed. She laid a kiss on my cheek while Blake just stood there with his hands in his pockets.

“What do you mean ‘finally woke up’?” I asked.

“You’ve been in a coma for almost a week, Liam,” Lennon said, looking at me, confused. I sat there in shock. Coma? Almost a week?

“Wait, what?” I sat up, not caring I was taking my arm out of the sling the nurse put it in.

“Oh, I thought your parents told you.”

“Nice going, Lennon.” Blake elbowed his girlfriend. She stuck her tongue out at him.

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