The withdrawl had hit that morning while he was eating a breakfast consisting of cold eggs and toast. There was some orange juice, but due to the fact that it smelled more like puke than oranges, he decided that he'd live on water.
He needed those drugs. That was the message his body was trying to convey. His brain was trying to tell him the same message, but it also kept showing him his stored mental image of Saralynn. He wanted her so badly that any discomfort didn't phase him as long as he thought of her. She wouldn't get him through this, but she would certainly be a good thing to have around.
"Zac?"
"Yeah. Why can't I see?"
"I... I don't know. Do you want me to get a doctor in here?"
"Yeah, but first, come over here."
She moved closer and placed her hand on his. He carefully felt her face, memorizing the smooth feeling of her skin. "Who are you?"
"Why do you care?"
"Because I love you."
"You can't love me. You barely know me."
"I came out of that coma because of you. Because I need you."
"You don't need me, you need a doctor. I think you got a concussion or something. I'll go get Doctor Sampson."
"But wait..."
He felt her pull away just as one of her tears rolled onto his hand. He lay back on his bed and pondered the darkness and her name.
He drove through the dark night with a purpose. He needed to see Krystle. His love for her was killing him because he couldn't express it at the moment.
It was that love that blinded him from seeing through that dark night to the car without any headlights on that was swerving it's way down the road directly in front of him.
He couldn't see the picture in front of him, just the big picture. It was for that reason that later that night he arrived in the same hospital that both of his brothers were in.
"Taylor, I want you to tell me why you turned to drugs in the first place."
He was seeing a therapist. The things he went through for her. "Well, I don't know. It was just something I tried one night, and it made me feel good."
"Who made you try it?"
"Me."
"Hmm?"
"Me. Peer pressure doesn't work unless you give in. Well, I was too willing to give in. A friend of mine asked if I wanted to try some, and I said yes."
"Good. Talk it out. Tell me about your drug abuse."
"My drug abuse. There's not much to tell. I'd get together with friends. They would have drugs. I'd ask if I could have some. They would normally say yes. No one really pushed me to it, I just kept saying yes. But, now I need to learn how to say no again."
"Good, Taylor. Very good."
"Zac?"
"Who's there?"
"Hi. I'm Doctor Sampson."
He heard a swish, as though the doctor was holding up his hand to shake. "You do know that I can't see you, right?"
"I wasn't aware of that. But, now that I know, I'll write it on your report."
"My report?"
"Our little list on a clipboard. We're tracking your condition. Nothing much to write in the past few days. We're glad you're back with us."
"Glad to be back, but I wasn't really gone. You of all people should know that people can hear during comas. Besides, all I saw then was darkness, now it's the same thing. Only difference is, now I can communicate with the people around me."
"So I see. Well, I've got to run now. I'll be back later to run a few tests on you. Okay?"
"Okay, just one thing. Can you tell me who the girl was who was here all the time?"
"Yeah, I can. Melyssa Smith. Is she your girlfriend?"
"No. Just my true love."
The doctor laughed. "Get some sleep if you can. We'll tire you out with those tests otherwise."
"Okay."
He closed his eyes and tried to stop thinking. That was the only way it would be different than all the time he had been awake.
He knew Krystle was waiting for him. She was probably in pain from the wait. But he'd been in an accident and was now lying on an operating room table trying to think through the fog that clouded his mind.
He knew enough about hospitals that because of who he was, they would only have the best doctors working on him. But even the best doctors don't always make their patients live.
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