Chapter 13 | Why Did You...

                                    

                                          

Luka's P.O.V
Three weeks. I've gone three weeks without seeing his smile, hearing his laugh, feeling his heart beat against my chest. And it fucking hurts.
What hurts the most is the fact that it's my fault. It's my fault he's in a coma. My fault he put me before himself. My fault that he might die. 
Everything is my fault. I've been to see him every single day now, and it's not getting better for him. 
The doctors are telling us that his heart rate is getting slower and slower each day. But his breathing is always fine. 
His heart is slowly giving up but he can still breathe fine. It doesn't make sense. 
Long story short, my boyfriend is dying. Because he chose to save me. 
And there's nothing worse than that. 
***
After school, I immediately go into the A & E reception so I can see Adrien again.
Except his father and the doctor are there, with grim looking expression on their faces. 
I walk up to them, and his father turns to me with a pained look. Even the doctor looks pitiful. 
"He didn't make it..." his father trails. 
"No," I whisper quietly. I'm screaming inside. I can't even cry. 
It hasn't hit me yet. 
"Can I— can I see him?" I ask haltingly. 
"Well, we can't—" one look from the Gaberiel Agreste and the doctor shut up and nodded. 
***  
The air in the room isn't the same. It's different. For one, I can't hear the beep of the heart monitor in the background. 
I look up. The line is flat. And that is when the tears start coming. Way to fast. They spill onto his face. 
He's gone. 
My bottom lip trembles. I place a chaste kiss on his nose as I say, "Goodbye." 
And I turn around, never to see him again. 
Until I'm stopped by a beep. A beep. Another one. And another, and another. 
I swivel around so fast. The nurses that I hadn't even noticed stepped out of the shadows, checking his pulse and heartbeat and vitals. 
This... this isn't possible. But it is. The nurses call a doctor, who rushes in. I'm ushered out of the room. 
In the reception 𝕒𝕘𝕒𝕚𝕟.
***
We wait hours and hours on end, waiting for any news on Adrien. 
The doctor finally comes in. 
"He's awake." 
And that's all it takes to send me into a spiral of raw emotion. 
I'm in that room in seconds flat. His green eyes are staring at the ceiling. I'm chased out for the second time today as they tell me I'm not allowed to be there. 
They tell me to go home. And so I do. In good faith. 
***
It's another two weeks before they let me see him. And when I do, I cry tears of joy as I take hold of his hand. 
"Sorry, who are you?" he asks. 
My heart sinks straight into my shoes. 
"Gotcha! You should've seen your face," the little shit laughs. 
I narrow my eyes at him. 
"Had you not just taken a car to the ribs for me, I would have given you The Couffaine dry look." I tell him scathingly. 
He just laughs and shakes his head. 
"How are you feeling?" I ask tentively.
"Honestly? I feel like I've been hit by a car."
I roll my eyes in a "bitch, you don't say" fashion. 
"But a cute, hot boy is now standing beside my bed so it's alright," Adrien says. 
I blush. 
I'm happy. Adrien is happy. Hospitalized, but happy. We are happy together. 
Holding hands. Harmony. 
If we could be.. 
I look at him. 
A symphony... 
He's beautiful. 
Then we would be...
I'm so lucky that he's mine. 
A perfect harmony. 
A/N: in case you don't know, thats a song. 
If we could be *shakes head to the beat* a symphony *chokes on spit* then we would be *passes out* a perfect harmony. 
It's called Melody by Cadmium ft. Jon Becker. It's actually good. 
Anyways, the chapters are becoming shorter and shorter because Hollow is actually ending soon this time... 
But I have a surprise for you...