At First Sight

42. Yes

"Vitals look good, brain activity is good. There is no logical reason he should not wake up soon."

Those words keep repeating in my head for the past three days. Three months, three days and twelve hours is how long he has been like this.

"Babes, go home and get some rest."

"I can't Lil." 

We transferred Nate back home, so I did not have to stay in my hometown any longer than necessary.

"This isn't healthy. You barely sleep or eat. I'm worried about you." I know you are, so am I. "I'm going to get you some fresh clothes and some food. So, you better eat it when I get back. Do not make me force feed you."

I laugh for the first time since this has happened, it feels foreign but good.

"Yes, mom."

"Good girl." Kissing my head she walks out. 

If it wasn't for Lil I probably would wither away. I am grateful for her and Derek. 

"We have wasted so much time, hiding our feelings and now this. You need to wake up." If I have to get down on my knees and beg, offer my own life for his I would. He is one of the best people I know, and he does not deserve this. "Please."

Fingers twitch on my hand, my eyes dart up to look at him. 

"Nate." Eyes flutter but they do not open. "Open those eyes baby." When I feel a squeeze on my hand I nearly jump. "That's it, come on." Three months, three days and twelve hours is making me impatient at this very moment. Climbing on his bed I straddle his hips. "You hear me, wake up now!" My lips brush his and I feel a strong grip on my hand now.

It's happening! Please do not be a dream. Kissing him again my lips linger longer. I need you, please wake up. When his mouth opens and kisses me back tears fall down my cheeks. His eyes flutter open and a broken sob escapes me.

"Now that's hell of a way to wake up."

"Oh baby, you're back!"

"Where did I go? Better yet, Cass why did you kiss me?"

Oh no! No! No! No!

"What?"

"I'm kidding baby. Get your lips over here."

Jumping off the bed. I can't believe he would joke about something like that. 

"Asshole! I hate you!" I absolutely don't, but what the hell?

"It was a joke, Cass."

"Fuck you!" The shock on his face is evident but right now I don't care. "You were in a coma for three damn months! This is not funny."

"Shit! I'm an idiot." Well, no shit! "Please come here. I'm so sorry." Grabbing my wrist, he pulls me to him. "I could never forget what we have baby."

"You're still an asshole."

"Yeah, but you are so damn cute frustrated and cursing." Can I hit him now? "What exactly happened?"

"You pushed me out of the way and got hit by a car. The driver's brakes were worn down and didn't work properly."

"But you are okay?"

"Just a few scratches oh and apparently I had a brain tumor, but it was removed."

Explaining everything to how I might have misheard Victoria wrong to the headaches and blurred vision.

"Cass."

"I know."

"You need to tell us, when shit like this happens."

"Like I told Derek I thought it was stress." Don't give me that look, I already know, and I have been beating myself up for the past three months. If it wasn't for me none of this would have happened. "It's all my fault."