Jason Davenport
I still wasn't sure what miracle had occured while I was unconscious.
At first when I woke up, my first feeling was that of disappointment. I was disappointed that I had survived. Once again I'd proved that I'd always be a failure.
But when Amelia had barged into my ward, a crying mess, and enveloped me in a hug, I thought I was dreaming.
I still couldn't wrap it around my head but I was glad for it. Whatever had happened, I prayed that it would stay that way.
As I relaxed my pounding head onto the pillow, my door swung open and I swallowed as I saw Adrian walk in.
He stumbled awkwardly and took a seat beside me on the bed.
"Hey."
"Hey."
For a while we sat there, not uttering a word to each other.
"Why'd you do it?" Adrian finally whispered.
I didn't need to ask to know what he was talking about.
I took my time to gather myself. "I guess... I guess I was just tired of being such a failure..." I trailed off.