The Fight for Life

Amelia's mother couldn't hold it any longer and started sobbing. She ran to her daughter and sat by the side of the bed. Amelia heard a low cry and suddenly knew that her parents were here.

"Mom, Dad, you are finally here. I missed you so much. Please help me wake up and open my eyes. I try every day, but I can't get up," she cried, trying her best to say this aloud. Then she felt a strong thud on her bed, and soft hands caressed her cheeks. She suddenly recognized the warmth of those hands, the hands that fed her, the hands she held when she learned to walk, the hands that brushed her hair and helped her get ready when she was a kid. Those hands made her feel like heaven on earth. The softness and warmth of those two palms held the world for her.

"How did this happen to the most precious one of my life?" Emma cried in agony. "Amelia, baby, please wake up. I can't see you like this. You were so strong, what has happened to you now?" She touched her daughter's face and held her hands. Her body was so pale that she looked like a bloodless human. Emma couldn't stop crying as she saw her daughter in so much pain and trouble.

Amelia also felt movement on the other side of her bed, a hesitant one, and she knew it was her dad. How sad he would be to see her like this. She was her parents' princess, and a single scar would upset them for days. Now, lying in such a state, she could imagine how sorrowful her parents were at this moment. She didn't need eyes to see this; she had known them for a long time.

Amelia's father, Kyle, came forward and tentatively sat on the other side of the bed. His eyes were moist, and words wouldn't come out of his mouth. His strong little girl looked so helpless right now. He knew his daughter was a warrior, a fighter, and she would come back soon to them, smiling and dancing in joy like she always did. He touched her forehead gently and prayed for her.

Oliver and Ethan were both speechless and were waiting for the moment of miracle. Ethan gently put a hand on Oliver's shoulder to let him know that all was okay. Oliver, in turn, could only smile.

Emma was still crying and trying to talk, but the emotions were so choked up in her heart that she couldn't say a word but cry.

Amelia heard her mother cry out loud this time, and her heart cried too. She wanted to console her, tell her that she would be fine soon, but the words wouldn't leave her mouth no matter how hard she tried. If she felt sad after knowing what had happened to her, now she felt more than the limits of sadness. She didn't know what to call it, but it was unbearable for her. She couldn't let her parents cry over her. She didn't want to let her parents down in such a way, especially because she was upset over some silly fight with her boyfriend!

Her stomach did a flip-flop at the word "boyfriend," and she winced slightly. She wondered if someone might have seen her. She felt fury rise in her heart, making its way down to her lungs, and then traveling through her hands. If only she could get hold of Oliver, she would kill him for making her suffer like this, for making her parents suffer like this.

Suddenly, after what seemed like an eternity, the monitor started beeping loudly. There was an indication that the patient was trying to make some movements, or their mind was. Everyone in the room gasped, and Amelia's parents shot a worried glance at Dr. Ethan. Ethan swiftly moved towards the bed, looked at the monitor screen, and nodded in approval to the other doctors in the room.

Amelia then heard the loud sound of beeping and felt some hurried movements beside her. She didn't understand what was wrong. Was she dying? She felt hands checking her pulse.

Amelia was responding to her mother’s voice, and sure enough, she wanted to wake up. Ethan motioned to get the stethoscope and waited patiently as it arrived. He plugged it into his ears and examined Amelia, checking her pulse. That was when he saw movement in her right hand. Ethan’s joy knew no bounds, and he said happily, “She is reacting to your voice, ma'am. Please talk to her. She is reacting.”

Amelia then heard the loud sound of beeping and felt some hurried movements beside her. She didn't understand what was wrong. Was she dying? She felt hands checking her pulse.

"No! I don't want to die. I want to see Mom and Dad!" she cried in agony.

Then she heard, “She is reacting to your voice, ma'am,” and the world fell silent after that.

Emma cried with happiness, and everyone’s hands joined in prayers. Oliver was spellbound, and tears flowed from his eyes. His best friend was finally going to be all right.

Before the doctors could start more tests, Amelia fell silent again. The beeping dropped as well. It all happened in the blur of a moment as if it never happened.

“No, no no no no... you can’t be doing this to us, Amelia. You can't cheat us like this. You have to try harder and have to get up. Come on!” Ethan said in anger.

“What's wrong son? What happened?” Mr Kyle asked, confused.

“She was responding, now she is not. This is our last chance, if she doesn’t get up now, she won't get up ever. This was the strongest emotion I felt since she came in here. She has to wake up.” Ethan was not sure what he would do now.

“Dr Ethan, would you mind if | talk to you for a moment?”

Ishaan turned and saw his friend, Adrian standing there with a serious look on his face. He nodded his head and silently followed him