Tell me if you love me

Ashleys POV:

Being woken up at 2am in the morning is never a good sign. I hear the knock on my door and my mother steps into the room, her face is ashen and she is trembling. I sit up suddenly not feeling drowsy at all. “Mum! What is it!” I say frantically thinking about what could have happened. “Is it the baby?…Oh God please say she’s okay” “Ashley, Its not the baby. Its Luke” I hear her, I know I do but the words don’t properly sink in. “His mother just called me there’s been an accident, honey Im so sorry but he was involved in a car collision he’s in hospital…in a coma”

2 months ago:
“Can I ask you something?” I say, we are waiting in a line of traffic in comfortable silence, “Of course, anything for you” he says giving me a smile that makes my heart melt, seeing him so happy almost stops me asking what I want to ask, almost. “Why do you never talk about Laurel” I see him stiffen and have to stop myself blurting out a sorry. “I dont want to talk about Laurel, thats in the past this is our future.” he says taking my hand, I know exactly what he is trying to do sweet- talk me out of this conversation but Im not giving up that easily. “Luke she was my best friend, and you guys dated so I think we should sometimes talk about her do you miss her?” He nods “Ashley, of course I miss her but it wasn’t like that with us being with her it was more like having a close friend than a girlfriend, she knew and I knew that you were the one I really liked…” he trails off and I see the pain on his face when he says my name, I squeeze his hand. “Ashley I know we have been through a lot but still I feel responsible for Laurel’s death and sometimes I think you blame me too how could you love someone after your best friends heart was broken by him?” “No! Luke it wasn’t your fault I would never ever blame you I love you Luke” I say, it is the first time I have ever told a boy I love him, but with him it just feels right. “I love you too Ashley.” he replies.

A loud scream rings through our house, but it can’t be me this sounds like a wild animal in pain, but judging by the frantic look my mother is giving me I know it must be. “Ashton!” she screams and he is running into my room seconds later hugging me as I sob into his chest. “I want to see him” I manage to gasp as he cradles me like a baby. “Okay, Ash I’ll take you” he says.

I have always hated hospitals, hated the smell of them and the feeling of hopelessness that they bring. As I walk with Ashton down the long corridor I keep thinking “Please let him be alright… I’ll do anything if he is alright.” Ashton keeps glancing worriedly at me but I think he knows not to interrupt me. We reach the waiting room the receptionist directed us to, Luke’s mother is there and she looks like a broken woman, her husband can hardly support her it looks like she could crumble at any second. She looks at me and it is as if I see my own emotions mirrored on her face, desperation, hope and fear. She holds her arms out to me and I run into them and together we sob and pray.

I dont know how long we wait, I dont care Ashton tries to make small talk with Luke’s parents but everyone is too distracted. Ashton eventually has to leave to check up on Melissa and the baby. At long last the doctor comes in, a small man who looks exhausted. “Mr and Mrs Hemmings?” he enquires “Yes” Luke’s Mum replies rushing to him. “Your son is in a stable condition but has not yet woken up from his coma, it is unpredictable what will happen next but there is a chance that he will make a full recovery.” I dont know how to feel about what he has just told us, at least there is hope.

“Can we see him?” asks Luke’s dad. “Follow me” says the doctor, I hesitate not sure whether he means I can come too, but they beckon to me so I follow.

Luke is lying stiff on the hospital bed, machines surround him and his eyes are tightly shut. His face has a long scar across one side and a wide gash is on his forehead. His mother and father saw him first then left so we could have some privacy. I walk towards him and smooth back his hair, one of my tears drops onto his face and I gently wipe it off. “Luke, you asked me once how I could love you but everyday I love you more, please stay with me I need you, without you I dont know where I would be…please” I say sinking to the floor “Stay with me."

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