Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Where is he? Sobs, shouts, and whimpers could be heard roughly a few feet in front of him. He walked forward in the grey fog that surrounded him. Nada zip zero was revealed to his restless mind. How can he get out?
More sobs were heard in the other side, they sounded like Summer. The heart wrenching sobs nearly broke him. Why is she crying? As if to sense his distress, the fog parted so he could see. He was in a sterile white room that smelled strangely like a hospital. The confused boy looked out to see Lia and Summer inside the room too.

"Guys!" His voice bounced off the walls without them even hearing.

How quite strange. He can see them, he can hear them, and he can even touch them. Yet they couldn't even see him. How can this be? He knew he was here. All Louis had to do was walk around to know for sure.
Summer broke him from his intense thinking when she broke into a fresh round of sobs and leaned over the bed. Who was it? Before Louis could investigate he saw Lia's scowl deepen. God knows what's wrong with her.

"God will you shut up? You've been crying over him like he was your boyfriend. Don't you get it dear Summer? He loved me not you, when he wakes up he's going to go back to loving me like always. Give up Summer he's only your friend!" With that she slapped the crying girl. Summer clutched her cheek where a red hand shaped mark was.

"Get out," her voice was soft.

"How about no?" Lia smirked in her direction.

"Get.Out." Summers voice held an edge to it and a fire lighted in her eyes that Louis had never seen.

"You know I have free will bitch?"

"That's it! You always hurt me and call me vile names! I'm so tired of you and your attitude! You think I want you here? Nope! He listed me as his emergency contact and doctors said I could dismiss anybody if I need, he didn't list you so please leave," Summer let out a sigh of relief once the words had flew out her mouth.
A Hmph came from Lia before she exited the sterile room. What had Summer done? Now she would be beaten worse than already. Oh well it can't go much further. They already kick, punch, grab, dig their fake nails into her skin, and they even kick her when she's already down.
Quietly she fingered the crescent shaped scars down her forearm from when they feel adventures and decide to do the nail torture. It's a thing she did often when she was nervous. Summer sighed then looked down at the bed as if to say 'I can't ignore this any longer.'

"Hey Louis, I hope the doctors were true when they said you could hear me, if not I would look like a complete psycho, just talking to myself." she laughed humorlessly.

This was not the Summer that Louis knew, she would be smiling and joking instead of frowning. He wanted so desperately to run his fingers through her strawberry shampooed hair, just to comfort her. What's wrong? That's all he wanted to ask his sad best friend.
She cleared her throat.

"So Louis if you are there, please just wake up and survive. Your mom needs you, your sister Liv needs you-" she cut herself off. "I-I need you.." she admitted to the empty room.

She began to sob again, clutching the bed. Summer sighed and wiped her sad tears off her face. What was wrong with her? Her crystal tears dancing down her face seemed out of place.

"Louis I should've just walked you over or paid attention, if so you never would've been hit by the truck therefore you wouldn't be in a coma!" her sniffles and sobs arose with the room.

It hit him directly, oh god he's in a coma.