This chapter is dedicated to Sup3rScomicheLove she is amazing and wonderful and talented. Thank you so much for helping me with everything. I am so happy that you are part of my life. I love you❤️
(The above picture is Rachel's necklace just to give you an idea of what it looks like)
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Mitch

It's been three days since we found out about how Rachel is in a coma. I haven't left her side through those three anxious days. I barely even slept or ate despite Scott's begging.

Scott would ask me to cuddle with him on the couch that they had in the room for us to sleep on. Once he would fall asleep I would shimmy out of his arms and sit in a chair next to Rachel. The necklace would always be in my hand and I would wrap it around my finger or play with the heart pendant.

Every hour, as promised, a nurse would come and make sure everything was fine. The nurse was probably in her 60s and she was a short and stout woman. She was very cute and her wrinkly chocolate colored face was always full of joy and kindness. She was always wearing a gold necklace with the cross on it showing that she wasn't ashamed of her faith. Her name is Ruth and she would always be checking up on how I was feeling after. She would sneak Scott and I chocolate pudding cups from the hospital cafeteria. She was like a grandma to us.

She would tell us random stories about her life just to get our minds off topic of what was going on. She told us about her first kiss and her crazy date stories and about her five kids and now departed husband. She became an outlet that I could talk to. I have Scott but I don't want to burden him even more with my sad thoughts. It was so easy to talk to Ruth. She would sit there and listen to my ramblings and would always give me the best advice. It's like I knew her for forever. Like she was my actual grandma or something.

It was 11:00 at night and Scott was fast asleep on the couch. Ruth came in and frowned at me.

"Mr. Grassi you should be sleeping. " She said as she did her usual routine of checking the numerous machines that Rachel was connected to.

"Ruth how many times do I have to tell you to call me Mitch?" I joked, earning me a smile from her. "Mr. Grassi is to formal and ew."

She gave a soft chuckle. I let her focus on what she was doing while I just stared at Rachel.

"Do you really think she will actually wake up?" I quietly said.

Ruth glanced at me then went back to checking the tube in Rachel's mouth.

"You know, I pray everyday to the Lord for this girl right here. Every time I come in here I say a little prayer in my head. I truly believe that she will wake up honey. I have no doubt in mind. You just have to be patient."

I nodded and wiped away a tear before It could slide down my cheek. Ruth moved to Rachel and she threw back the sheets. She unbuttoned the hospital gown to just above her waist. I hated this part.

Ruth gently removed the bandage where Rachel was shot revealing the stitches. It looked really disgusting. Where the wound was stitched was a deep red and it was puffy. Around the wound was a bruise that was starting.

"Can she feel that?" I asked.

Ruth glanced at me enough to see the concerned expression on my face. She looked back down at the new bandage she was opening. She let out a sigh.

"Your girl here, she's strong. Stronger than you think. You need to stop constantly worrying about her, baby. It's not good to worry so much all the time. Lord knows you've done too much worrying."

"I can't stop worrying Ruth. I can't. I won't until she wakes up."

"Then find something to occupy yourself honey." She said. She placed the bandaged gently over the stitched up wound."

"Like what?" I asked.

"Aren't you a singer?"

"Yeah."

"Then write a song."

"I've started one for her but I can't think of the title. I've only got some lyrics"

"There you go. Busy yourself with that. But first get some sleep."

"Thanks Ruth."

"Anytime baby." She said. She buttoned up Rachel's gown and walked out.

I got up and walked over to the corner of the room where all of our stuff is. I rummaged through a bag for a pen and my song writing notebook. Once I had found everything, I grabbed Scott's flannel and put it on.

I sat on the chair next to Rachel again and opened the notebook. I found the page where I started writing the song and I reread what I had so far.

Started like a movie scene
Once upon a London street oh oh (X2)
Tried to play it like James Dean
Cigarettes in my sleeves oh oh (X2)

Like a myth the story of our lives
Couldn't fit in only black and white
Is it true that legends never die
Me and you can stand the rest of time

We could be timeless, we can be classic
We could be stars, we could be

That's where I was stuck. We could be what? What could we be?

We could be roses? No that doesn't fit. We could be rainbows? That would make sense if she was gay. Wait is she gay? No she would tell me. Plus she dated Anthony. Anyways, what else can we be?

I just couldn't think of it. The timeless part symbolized how I feel when I'm with her. The classic part symbolized that she means everything to me. That she is a classic. The stars part symbolized that one night of us looking up at the stars when we were floating on that giant inflatable pizza. That was magical and that was the moment I knew I didn't want her to leave me. So what else?

I raised my foot and laid it on top of the hospital bed. I heard something hit the floor. I took my foot down and looked at the floor. The necklace lay there and a memory came into my head.

(Flashback)

Rachel and I were at the salon picking out a color for our nails.

"I think I'm gunna go with this one." Rachel said as she picked up a metallic rose gold nail polish.

"What is it with you and that color?" I asked.

"I'm a little obsessed with it. It's such a pretty color. I mean I do have jewelry, shirts, a phone, and tons of eyeshadow in rose gold. I was just always attracted to that color. This sounds weird but it makes me feel happy." She responded with a smile.

(End of Flashback)

Rose gold. It makes her feel happy. That's it! That's the name of the song! That's what's missing! Let's see if it fits.
We could be timeless, we can be classic
We could be stars, we could be rose gold, rose gold
It works so well! Holy shit!

I wrote in rose gold into the lyrics and at the top of the page. I picked up the necklace and kissed the heart pendant and put it in my pocket.

I practically jumped out of my seat and over to Scott. I kneeled next to him.

"Scottie wake up."

There were a few groans from him and inaudible mumbles.

"Scott please! I found the name for Rachel's song." I whispered so Rachel wouldn't hear me.

His eye opened when I said this.

"Wait what? It took you this long to figure it out?" He said as he sat up and rubbed his tires eyes.

"Scottie you need to whisper or else she will hear us."

"Oh sorry babe I forgot."

"Anyways, it took me forever to find the name of the song because I wanted one that felt right and meant something." I showed him what I had so far.

"Why rose gold?" He asked, whispering now.

"Well do you remember when I took her to get our nails done? That was also the same day we told her about us."

"Yeah I remember."

"Well we were picking our nail polish and she picked the rose gold one and I asked her why is she so obsessed with rose gold. She told me that it made her happy. That she was so attracted to it. It fits so well and at the same time it means something to us and to nobody else. Everyone won't think anything about it. Just a simple play on words but to us, when we sing it, it will mean everything and more."

"Mitchie....that's so......beautiful." Scott said in awe.

"Do you think she will like it?" I asked.

"She is gunna love it." Scott answered.

I smile. For the first time in four days I smile. I forgot what is was like to feel something other than hurt and worry.

I read the lyrics over and over. Sure I don't have that much but it was something.

"Now can you please go to sleep?" Scott asked.

I nodded. He took the notebook from me and set it on the floor. He somehow found space for me to lie down and he wrapped his arms around me. I pulled the blanket over us and sighed.

My eyes got heavier and heavier every second. I now just felt the exhaustion that had been accumulating these past couple of days. I matched my breathing with Scott's and fell asleep to the beating of his heart.

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I promised y'all double updates today. I'm almost done with the next chapter but I wanted to post this one now. This is part 1 of y'alls Christmas present 😉
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