“I’m sorry God. I am so sorry. Please forgive me.” I said as a faint smile appeared on my face.
I was finally going home, I would be in peace.
At 2:13 pm on July 17th, 2019, I died on my living room floor.
Chapter 41
My eyes were blinking and I could see a bright light and lots of sounds that I could not register.
“Help! He is awake! My baby is waking up!” I heard a drowned-out voice say.
I was still trying to see what was going on.
“Nicholas? If you can register what is happening, please blink twice.” A man I believed to be a doctor said.
I blinked my eyes twice.
“Please open up your mouth.” The doctor said and I did so.
He clicked his flashlight and told the nurses and my parents I was okay.
Two hours later and I was finally able to fully open my eyes. I looked around me and saw my parents faces flushed red and with tears. But, they were happy to see me.
My mom came up to me and gave me the largest hug, but it hurt like hell. I guess my body was still sore.
“What day is it?” I asked my mom.
“Nicholas, that doesn’t matter at the moment.” She said.
“Please, tell me the date mom,” I said in a weeping voice.
“It’s July 23rd, 2019.” She said in a sad tone and she touched my arm.
“I’ve been out for almost 5 months? Where is Coy?” I said in a shaky tone.
My mom kept silent.
“Where is Coy, mom!” I said in a sad voice.
“She’s gone baby, she’s gone.” My mom said.
Tears fell down my face. It was my fault. I wasn’t there for her, and now, I could never be.
