Nine Days

“Since your awake, I will have to call the doctor” Harry says and exits the room. I just nod and watch him walk away.

Once the doctor enters the room he gives me a loving smile. I guess he’s just glad to see me awake after, what did Harry say again, six months. Wow that really is a long time to be out.

“Your fiancé tells me you’ve woken up” He laughs. My fiancé? I give Harry a what-the-fuck look. Harry mimes ‘I’ll explain later’. I nod and continue to listen to the doctor.

“It appears so” I smile.

“Well we have to do a couple of tests to make sure you’ve fully recovered and if everything comes out good, you are free to leave the hospital” He gives me another loving smile. Harry looks worried for some reason, is he scared that I won’t be fine, or what? Figuring him out is like trying to find the loch ness monster.

“Okay great, test away..” I say.

“I cant right now, but I’ll get a nurse to draw some blood for the test. I hope everything goes good” and with that he leaves the room. I turn back to Harry my newly found ‘fiance’.

“I cant explain…” He says holding his hand up in defeat, because I gave him the most vicious look ever made.

“You better, how could you tell the doctors I am your ‘fiance’ ?!” I say enhancing the word fiancé.

“It was the only way for me to stay with you. The hospital rules states that only family is allowed after visiting hours, and I didn’t have a choice but to say that I’m your fiancé” Harry says. Now I really feel bad for being mad, he was only trying to be close to me, how sweet.

“Oh okay, thank you for being here for me. Give me a kiss please” I say pouting. He stands up and leans closer. Before his lips touch mine a different doctor comes in.

“Oh !, I’m sorry for interrupting, but Harry we need to talk, the DNA test came back” The doctor says, and smiles at me. Why does everybody just smile at me? Harry pecks my lips and without saying a word or explaining, he walks out the room to talk to the doctor. What the hell is going on? Why was DNA test done and was it done on me? I’m so confused…
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Harry walks back into the room with a sad and angry look on his face. “What’s wrong?” I ask feeling sad myself.

“Can we talk about it later?, I’m not feeling so good right now” He says but not looking me in the eyes.

“No, I want to talk about it now! I’ve just woken up and I want to know what happened around me, while I was out. What was the doctor talking about when he said DNA test?” I say, feeling extremely angry at him.

“Please I’m begging you” He still hasn’t looked me in the eyes. He is looking down to the ground. What’s wrong with him? I wonder.

“I can see you’re not feeling good, but trust me to talk about your problems is going to help. And I’m listening.” I say, feeling successful.

“Fine, I’ll tell you” He screams at me. I’m shocked, he never screams at me. ”But you have to remember, I didn’t want to tell you.” He says angrily. He takes a deep breath and for the first time he looks me straight in the eyes.

“On the ninth day of your coma…I started to get really depressed and uhm I decided to go out for a drink…” He takes another deep breath and looks down at the ground again. Why is he looking so scared?

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