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His wife's teal eyes immediately widened and she stood as her husband did, his body hostile and tense towards Gage who was clenching his jaw and looked as though he was contemplating on leaving. She placed her hand on his buff chest, pushing him back ever so gently.
"Honey, please. He hasn't done anything wrong-"
She automatically stopped as his eyes turned cold and gave her the most dangerously intimidating glare I had ever seen. She swallowed and closed her mouth, sitting down and looking at Genevieve, her teal eyes dull. I pitied her automatically; he was the bullying type of husband.
"Get out!"
"Okay, first of all," I snapped, taking a step forward towards the man who was much, much larger than me. Gage pulled my arm back but I yanked it from his grasp, annoyed that an old guy thought he had the right to attack one of my idiots.
"You need to chill the fuck out. Gage hasn't done anything wrong. He is the most sweetest man to Genevieve and has done nothing but treated her as a queen so I don't understand what your issue is with him. Don't you want your daughter to be happy? She is with Gage. You're the one ruining it! She wants him and he wants her. She's not a little girl anymore. Stop bullying women and controlling your wife and daughter. This is the 21st century; sort yourself out. So that is the last time you're gonna insult my friend, you hear me?"
The man was glaring down at me and I stared challengingly back up at him, not showing an bit of fear although inside, I was shitting myself.
Then there was a clear of a throat behind us. I glared at him once more before turning to see a group of doctors behind Gage.
"Uh. . .shall we begin?"
Sat beside Genevieve, Gage held her hand in his, his face solemn as he gazed upon the love of his life.
"Gen, I want you to know that I love you so much; more than words can say. I knew I'd fall for you since the day I met you."
I noticed the tears forming in his eyes. He held onto her hand, caressing it softly.
"You're everything to me, Genevieve and right now, I need you more than ever. I've lasted over a year without you, Gen and I don't know if I can go on any longer without you by my side, baby. I miss you so much, Genevieve, and I just want you back. I miss your kisses, your laugh, your smile, the sparkle in your eyes - everything, Gen. I'd do anything to sit in the sunrise with you. God, I love you."
He sighed as a tear ran down his cheek. He quickly wiped it away, gazing at her.
"Let it all out, Gage."
As soon as he heard my advice, more tears ran down his cheeks. He looked down, his face hidden from me and he was trying his hardest to keep all of his emotions, that were desperate to come out, in.
My heart ached at the sight and tears came into my eyes as I thought about how much Gage really loved Genevieve. The poor man wanted his girl back and I was praying in my heart that she would wake up.
"I need you. .I can't do this alone. Please, come back to me. I love you."
Then the doctors did their work.
We waited and watched.
Waiting and watching.
Waiting and watching.
Waiting.
Watching.
Waiting.
Watching.
Nothing.
Then the doctors do that 'look' that they give each other when they know something is wrong.
Gage catches on and his eyes move to them before looking back upon Genevieve, whispering prayers and begging her to wake up quietly.
Her parents were gazing and the wife was holding back from sobbing, her body loosening and her head shaking as she buried it into her hands, giving up.
Come on, Genevieve
Wake up!
Come on, Gage needs you!
Please, please, Lord, let her wake up
I bit down onto my bottom lip hard, gazing at her and not giving up.
Gage's stormy, grey eyes were determined as he gazed at her, squeezing her hand.
Uncomfortable, tense, minutes went by and eventually, the doctor cleared his throat and began, "we'll have to put her back, I'm afraid. Perhaps another day. But it's important not to lose hope-"
Then Gage lashed out and punched the wall, groaning loudly in anger and frustration. I sighed softly, my eyes moving upon Genevieve who wasn't moving at all.
He ran his hand through his hair before burying his head into hands, breathing heavily in rage. Gen's father stormed out, his wife still watching Genevieve. She sighed, her eyes glancing over at me. She gave me a small smile before she closed her eyes, burying her head in her hands.
I took Gen's hand and squeezed it gently, watching her. "Genevieve," I whispered, watching her. "Come on!" They were putting her back into the state that she was before but I didn't want them to. I wanted her to wake up so badly.
"Sir, If you need anyone to talk to-"
"The only person, I wanna talk to is my girlfriend who's stuck in that bed and you want me to let go of!"
"Sir, you're going to have to calm down-"
"No-"
I zoned out, a feeling suddenly hitting me.
Oh
My
Gosh
My eyes moved over and landed upon my hand holding Genevieve's. The same hand that had just squeezed me.
She squeezed my hand
She actually squeezed my hand
My eyes widened as she did it again, that time, her hand gripping onto mine tightly for a moment before stopping and loosening. The doctors noticed too.
"Gage!"
His eyes moved over, widening as he realised her eyes were moving under her closed eyelids.
Was she waking up?
Then a soft moan came from her, the machine beating rapidly as her heart rate increased. She groaned, her eyes still closed.
Then her other hand twitched, moving upwards shakily to her chest.
Her mother gasped as her shaking hand moved upwards more to her mouth. Another moan came from her and she looked as though she was trying to open her eyes?
Her hand held onto mine harder then finally, a loud cough came from her. The doctor pulled off her oxygen mask and the tubes coming into her mouth which made her cough some more, wheezing and breathing heavily.
She coughed a few times, her eyes still closed them eventually, it stopped and her hand loosened on mine again.
Oh no
Please
Wake up
Her eyelids moved then snapped open before shutting once more, immediately.
Her mother gasped, a sob leaving her mouth.
Genevieve groaned softly, coughing once more before her eyes gradually opened, blinking and blinking before finally, they stayed open. She stared out. Her eyes were beautiful, absolutely beautiful. They were stone emerald and brought life to her face.
Her mother gasped, a sob leaving her mouth.
Gage fell to his knees, struggling to send any longer as he gaped at Genevieve, shaking his head in utter disbelief.
Then her chapped lips parted once more and she only spoke one word:
"Gage."