It’s a struggle to open my eyes. I fight hard to open them. I can feel weight on my arm and voices talking.
I know the voices are people who are important to me.
I have this feeling I need to get back to them.
“What if he never wakes up?”
“Button, he will wake up and come back to us.”
“I just want him to open up his eyes and look at me again.”
“Me too, Button.”
They need me.
I can’t stand listening to the pain in their voices. It feels like they are losing hope.
It takes several more tries to get my eyes to open. The room isn’t too bright, which is good.
I look over and see the two people who mean everything to me.
They aren’t looking at me. Ana has her head in Viking’s chest, and he’s looking at the wall with a lost expression on his face.
They both have a hand on my arm like they can’t bare the thought of not touching me for even a moment.
The pain comes rushing through me. I feel like my body has been through some serious trauma.
I let out a grunt.
Both of their heads snap in my direction.
Tears well in their eyes when they see me looking at them.
“You’re awake,” Ana says with a sob.
Viking lets out a relieved breath.
I mouth the word “water” to them, and Viking leaves to grab a nurse.
“We just need to make sure you can have water,” Ana says softly.
I try to give her a small smile but everything hurts.
A nurse and doctor walk in to check my vitals and ask me some questions.
Once I have some water, it becomes easier to speak.
“How long was I out?” I ask once they leave.
“About five weeks,” Ana says with tears in her eyes. “I wasn’t sure if you would wake up.”
“I was worried you wouldn’t remember us when you woke up,” Viking says to me.
“How could I forget you two? You guys are everything to me,” I rasp.
“You had swelling in your brain. They weren’t sure if there was any damage, and they prepared us for the possibility of memory loss,” Ana says.
“I would have found my way back to you,” I tell them.
