I...
I'm alive?
As i was sitting on my bed, i felt someone hugged me. I heard her crying but she was happy, as if a miracle happened. "Thank God, my baby is awake!" She cried.
"W-Who... mom?" I asked. My throat was dry so it was a bit hard to speak.
She gave me some water and as i was drinking, i just noticed that i wasn't in my room. I'm in a hospital and mom is right here next to me.
I felt a bit too weak so i laid back down again. "I thought i lost you Kean, i'm glad you're awake now." Mom said while she was holding my hands. To have her here, to have her comforting me and making me feel better... it would really make me feel good...
But she's too late.
I don't care about anything anymore.
"W-Why am i..."
"You into a car accident, sweetie. And you've been in a coma for three weeks." I wasn't really asking how i got into this state, what i really wanted to ask her is that why the hell am i still alive?
She kept explaining stuff to me that i didn't care about. She told me that Sean called her because they found me unconcious in a middle of somewhere, and she came back home even if she was still in the middle of a business meeting.
Now she's telling me that she'll take care of me for a week until i recover and she'll go back to her work again. "It's okay mom... you don't have to worry about me at all." I told her.
Then she had this sad look on her face. "Look, i'm sorry i wasn't always here for you. But i promise to make it up for all the lost time we had."
"I told you, it's okay. You don't have to." Then i gently pushed her hands away and turned my face to the other side so i wont see her.
She just sighed and excused herself. "Okay then, i'll be leaving for a bit."
After hearing the doors closing, i began to feel so mad and...
I was already happy! I already found the one that i love! I was already going to spend an eternity with her!
"Sasha!" I cried out. I reached out to nothing, hoping that i could feel her. "I just wanted to sleep forever and be with you." But why?
"But why am i still alive!?" My voice and throat wasn't so well yet since i've been in a coma for three weeks.
The memories of her kept flashing on my mind, and it frustrates me to think that everything in this cruel world isn't done with making me miserable just yet.
I tried to fall asleep, but i couldn't. The thoughts of myself being alive kept me awake, and i kept asking myself why i didn't die. I was already fucking happy. I was already and literally in euphoria.
But fate keeps on bringing me back to reality.
And i hate it, a lot.
- to be continued.