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The Diary Of Bree

Lifeless With No Hope

[b] Jacoby’s POV[/b]

I woke up to that disgusting sanitized smell, and it took me a few moments to remember what happened, and where I was.

I sat up in the small bed and glanced around the small white room to see Matt asleep in the chair in the corner. I grabbed the extra pillow from behind me and threw it at him, hitting him in the face.

“What the fuck” he yelled, falling out of the chair in the process.

“Morning sleeping beauty, about time you woke up” he mumbled, getting off the floor and moving the chair closer to my bed.

“I sure as hell don’t feel like sleeping beauty. How long have I been here?”

“I don’t know, I lost track after 3 hours, Bree is still in surgery.”

“Is gonna be ok?”

Matt’s face fell and I knew the news wasn’t gonna be good.

“I honestly don’t know Coby, the doctors haven’t told me anything either. All I know is that its bad, maybe the worst she has ever been. I assumed the worst because what I thought she went through before was bad, but this just topped the cake.”

I sighed.

“At least you know the back story. I have no fucking clue what’s going on except that Aiden is someone that Bree knew.”

I paused for a second gathering my thoughts together.

“Matt, why wouldn’t she tell me. I want to know what’s wrong and understand but not knowing is killing me!”

“You and her haven’t been together that long, and I don’t think she completely trusts you yet, and it took her a long time and a lot of convincing to make her tell us on her own.”

“I know but I just feel so left in the dark, and I hate it. I feel like I should know but I don’t.”

“It’s gonna be ok Coby, just give her some time and I’m sure she will tell you when she is ready.”

[i] Knock Knock[/i]

An older man dressed in the usual doctor attire walked in holding a chart that I was assuming was Bree’s.

“Are any of you family of Breeana Sanders?” He asked briefly looking up from the chart.

Matt stood up and I got out of the bed.

“I’m her brother” Matt said very confidently. I chuckled a little before adding.

“I’m her boyfriend.”

“Ok, that’s fine, will you two boys please come with me.”

We nodded and followed him down the hall and into the elevator. He pressed 4 and we waited.

Exiting the elevator, the doctor went first, followed by Matt, then me. The first thing I saw when I exited was the lit sign that said [b] ICU[/b] in big bold letters, and my heart sank.

He slowly opened room 1-07-93 and stepped aside letting Matt and I enter.

My breath caught in my throat as I saw Bree lying lifeless in the small white bed. I let a tear pass by my eyes as I just stared at her. I couldn’t have imagined that it would ever be this bad, that the person I loved, yes [i] loved[/i] was in such bad shape.

[b] Matt’s POV[/b]

I let Coby go in first because I wanted to be behind him if he passed out again. He stopped in the middle of the room and just stared at her.

I walked in front of him in hopes of snapping him out of the daze he was in. When I stood in front of him he kept staring as if he was looking right past me and still at Bree, his eyes not being able to leave her mangled body.

“Coby” I said softly, so I wouldn’t scare him.

All he did was blink, then he just continued staring straight ahead.

“Coby” This time I yelled, being fed up with him acting this way.

I brought back my arm and punched him in the stomach, causing him to have the wind knocked out of him, making him fall to his knees.

“What the fuck Matt?”

“Just go sit in that chair and don’t move ok. I need to go talk to the doctor.”

He nodded and bowed his head looking at the ground, and I instantly felt bad. I didn’t mean to hurt him I just hate seeing him so hurt like this, but I let it go and followed the doctor out of the room.

“Now Mr. Sanders I know that this wont be very easy to hear but you need to know the facts.

I nodded signaling him to continue.

“ Breeana suffered multiple stab wounds to her legs and torso. There we also large gashes on her shoulders and the insides of her legs, and on top of that severe head trauma, and damage to her trachea, which led to me believe that she was strangled as well as tortured before she lost consciousness. She has a lot of physical trauma as you can tell, but we believe that there is some mental trauma linked to this as well. During surgery she flat lined twice but we were able to revive her, but she is incapable of breathing on her own, and is hooked up to life support. She is currently in a medical induced coma, but we are not exactly sure when she will wake up, because we are not sure the extent of the mental trauma.”

I didn’t know what to say.

“Also, I think it is wise to tell you this now. The odds of her waking up are very slim but still possible, but as a doctor I don’t want to get your hopes up.”

I nodded and said thank you before walking back into the room.

Coby was sitting in the chair leaning over so that his head was laying on the bed. He was holding Bree’s hand and he was crying.

He is one strong guy, like me he doesn’t really show any emotion even during the worst of times, but watching him cry like that I knew he had cracked, and now I had to tell him that she may never wake up.

If I do, I’m not sure he will ever recover.

Comments

Sorry for the last ch being posted 3 times...I really have no idea what happened and how to remove them since when I go to edit the ch. doesn't show up...if you know how please tell me
FIRgirl93 FIRgirl93
10/27/12