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Summary: After three years of being in a coma, Clare wakes up to find out that her husband has moved on and started a new family. Can she win him back or will it be too late?
May 21, 2007
The newly wed couple were in the car. Eli had one hand on Clare's while the other was on the steering wheel. Every few seconds, he would sneak a glance at his beautiful wife. She looked absolutely stunning in the wedding dress. She had her hair pinned up and she wore a little tiara at the top of it. She had on a pair of dangling diamond earrings and a matching necklace.
Clare smiled widely and looked out of the window. She couldn't believe she married her high school sweetheart. A lot of their friends- even her parents had doubt in them. The only ones- besides them- who had faith in them were CeCe, Bullfrog, Adam, Katie, Alli, and Jake. Everyone else thought- since Eli was bi-polar and Clare was going through her problems since Asher- they wouldn't last.
"Clare, you look so beautiful," Eli finally spoke.
"And you look handsome."
"Handsome enough to kiss?"
"Eli, keep your eyes on the road. We can do this later."
"Come on, just one peck."
"Ugh, fine," Clare said leaning in to give her husband a peck.
When they pulled apart, a large milk truck was speeding down the road. Eli gasped and screamed, "CLARE!" The truck came crashing on Clare's side of the car.
Eli was pacing back and forth at the hospital. His tux was slightly hanging from his body and had stains of blood on it. His tossed hair was all over and his eyes had bags under them.
Adam looked over at his best friend and felt sympathy. He knew today was supposed to be a big day for him. After him and Clare got married, the two was supposed to go to the hotel and try for a baby. No one expected for Clare to end up in the hospital.
When the doctor walked into the waiting room, Eli stopped pacing and Adam stood up. Both of them walked over to the doctor, waiting for him to tell them the news.
"Well Mr. Goldsworthy, it seems like Mrs. Goldsworthy has slipped into a coma."
"W-When will she wake up?" he asked, tears slowly falling down his pale cheeks.
"I have no idea. It could take days, weeks, or even years. We're doing the best we can Mr.-"
"Eli. Call me Eli."
"Well, we're doing the best we can Eli. I'm not sure when she'll wake up. The best thing to do is wait," with that being said, the doctor gave Eli an apologetic look and walked away.
Before Adam could say something to Eli- Helen, Glen, Jake, and Katie rushed into the waiting room. All of them had their eyes glued on the distraught boy. Before he could speak, Helen began yelling at him.
"What the hell happened to my baby girl!? I-I knew I shouldn't have trusted her with you!" she screamed.
"Mrs. Martin, I think you should calm-" Helen interrupted Adam.
"NO! My baby has been hit by a damn truck! I'll be damned if you think I'll calm down! And you," Helen said pointing to Eli, "Once my baby wakes up, you better stay away from her!"
Glen pulled Helen out of the waiting room. Katie and Jake walked over to Eli. Katie patted him on the shoulder, while Jake stared at the floor. Tears slowly fell from his face.
"It wasn't your fault, Eli," Katie said softly.
"I-It was! I-I asked her for a kiss! She said no, but I begged for it. I should have kept my eyes on the road."
"Everything will be OK. She'll pull through," Katie said.
It's been three tragic weeks since the incident. Eli was sitting in the chair, holding on to Clare's hand. He kissed it softly and tried to hold back the tears. When he glanced up at her, he decided to let them fall. It was so hard for him to see his wife lying in the hospital bed.
He didn't believe in a God until the day he saw her laying in the bed. He prayed she would pull through. He knew that Clare was strong- she could get through anything. She got through the 'Asher incident.' She got through all of her heart breaks. She even got through with Eli's bi-polar disorder. Eli knew it was tough for her to deal with, but she managed to get through it.
"C-Clare," Eli stuttered, "you have to pull through. I-I k-know y-you can p-pull through. P-please, stay strong. I-I l-love you."
He stood from his seat and leaned over to kiss Clare on the cheek. Before walking out of the hospital room, he gave her one last glance.
Walking away from Clare was heartbreaking. He wished he could stay there forever, but he knew he had to go home. He has been there for four days straight- waiting for her to wake up. He knew he had a stench to him, plus he was hungry and tired. He decided to go home, take a shower, eat and get a little sleep before heading back to the hospital.
While Eli was sleeping, his doorbell had rung. His eyes shot open and he slowly rolled out of bed. He dragged his feet to the door and opened it. Adam was standing there, with a smile on his face.
"Adam, I don't want any company." he said in a groggy voice.
"I know, but you have either been at home or in the hospital for weeks. I think it's time for you to have some fun."
After twenty minutes of arguing, Adam had finally dragged Eli out of the house. The two was at a club. While Adam was on the dance floor, trying to find someone, Eli was sitting at the bar. One hand was holding up his head while the other one was holding his glass.
Adam walked back to the bar, patting Eli on the shoulder. "Why are you still sitting around? Come dance with me."
Eli shook his head. "No. Clare wouldn't like that."
"Clare also wouldn't like for you to mope around and be sad!"
"You don't know what Clare would like!" Eli spat. He stood up from the bar and stormed out of the club.
Three years later, Eli was sitting in the same chair he's been sitting in since Clare incident. The doctor walked into the room with a sad look plastered on his face.
"Eli, it's good to see you again."
"Dr. Myles, has she been making any progress?"
"Eli," Dr. Myles said sighing, "We might have to pull the plug. She looks like she won't make it."
"No," Eli said shaking his head, "You can't do that!"
"I'm afraid I may have to."
Eli stormed out of the hospital. He couldn't believe the doctor was going to pull the plug. He couldn't believe they thought Clare wasn't going to make it.
Since he knew they were going to pull the plug, he thought it wasn't a point to go to the hospital anymore. He stopped visiting Clare. He put her in the past and moved on.
Two years later
The first thing she heard was the beeping noise. Her eyes fluttered opened and she saw white walls. The room had a weird stench she didn't like. She looked down to see there was a needle in her arm. Her head was sore and so was her body. When she tried to move, she couldn't.
A man with blue scrubs on walked into the room. He smiled and walked over to her.
"Clare, you're up! Do you remember anything that happened?"
Clare just stared at him. She couldn't find it in herself to speak. She tried to open her mouth to say something, but no words came out.
"OK, I guess that's a no. Well, Clare, I'm doctor Myles. Clare, you were in a car accident. A truck smashed into you. You've been in a coma for five years. We thought about pulling the plug, but your family insisted on waiting a couple more years. We couldn't deny their orders."
"W-Where i-is m-my h-h-husband? W-Where i-i-is Eli?"
Eli was sitting in the house him and his wife, Imogen, had bought.
The day the doctor told Eli that he was pulling the plug, Eli decided to let Adam take him out. Adam had found a girl, named Fiona. She was with her best friend, Imogen.
Eli and Imogen instantly hit it off. The two had things in common. But there was a voice in Eli's head. The voice was telling Eli "This is wrong. What about Clare?" He ignored the voice in his head and continued to talk to Imogen. 6 months later, he decided to pop the big question. Imogen happily accepted and they had gotten married a month later. On their honeymoon, the two decided to try for a baby. By luck, they were having a baby on their first try.
Today, Imogen and Eli had a one year old child named Lillian. A week from now, Lilian would be two. Eli smiled at the thought. Then, his phone began to vibrate. He looked on the caller I.D to see that his best bud, Adam was calling.
"Yo, Adam! Wassup?"
"GET YO ASS TO THE HOSPITAL NOW! CLARE HAS WOKEN UP!"
"Oh my gosh! Are you for real? How come no one fucking called me?!"
"Gee, I dunno! Maybe it's because you changed your number, you jackass! Get here NOW!"
"I'm on my way!"
Eli jumped off the couch and ran up the steps. He slipped off his sweats and threw on a pair of skinny jeans. He put on a T-shirt and ran out of his room. He bumped into Imogen, nearly knocking her down.
"Watch it, Eli! You could have hurt Lilly!" Imogen said, stroking the crying baby's hair. "Why are you in such a rush, anyways?"
"I-I'll explain later," Eli said, running down the steps and out of the house.
He hopped into his hearse and drove to the hospital. On the way there, he was thinking about how would he tell Imogen that he had a wife who just woken up from a coma. More importantly, how was he going to tell Clare that he married someone else?! Eli had stopped coming to visit on the day the doctor said he was going to pull the plug. He gave up all hope on Clare and tried to forget about Clare. A voice in his head told him to go to the hospital one day, but he didn't listen. Instead, Eli shook off the feeling and continue watching Lillian.
Now, he driving like a maniac- trying to get to Clare. Finally reaching his destination, Eli hopped out of the car and ran into the hospital. His heart was beating swiftly and his hands was sweating. Making his way to the front desk, he asked for Clare's room number.
Once getting the number, he made his way to her room. His heart skipped a beat when he saw his wife. Her skin was pale and her hair was matted. Her eyes weren't that pretty blue that he loved; they were lifeless and dull.
He saw Adam was there, caressing her hair. Both of them didn't notice Eli was in the room until he cleared his throat. Clare and Adam's head shot up. A smile crept across Clare's face.
"E-Eli," she said softly, "Wh-Where h-h-have y-you b-b-been?"
A sharp pain hit Eli's heart. His heart was breaking every second he watched her face. He felt another set of eyes on him. He looked over to Adam and saw he was giving him a glare. Eli gave him a slight nod and decided that it was time to tell Clare.
"U-Uh, Clare, I have something to tell you."
Clare cocked her head to the side. Then she looked at Adam who was staring at Eli. She didn't know what was going on, but she wanted to know right away.
Adam cut Eli off by saying, "He's just really happy to see you, Clare. He can't get the words out because he's just shocked that you're awoke. We all are."
Clare cracked a smile and looked at Eli.
"Clare, are you hungry? Me and Eli are going to the cafeteria to eat."
Clare nodded her head and said, "Get me whatever you're having."
Adam nodded his head and dragged Eli out of the room with him. When they were in the hallway, Eli snatched his arm out of Adam's grip.
"The hell is wrong with you?" Eli snapped.
"No, what the hell is wrong with you? You were going to tell Clare that you're married!"
"What's so wrong with that?"
"You heartless bastard! She just got out of a coma less that an hour ago! You can't just break the news to her yet!"
"She has every right to know that I moved on, Adam!"
Adam shook his head and brushed a few strands out of his hair. "Fine, tell her on your own time."
"Why are you so upset?! You're the one who introduced me to Imogen!"
"Yeah, to get you to stop moping around! I never told you to go fucking marry the chick! You went to sneak and get married! You had a kid! All I did was introduce you to her! The day y'all came back from your so-called 'honeymoon', I told yo ass that this wasn't a good idea and you should divorce her 'cause you weren't ready!"
Before Eli could say something, Jake and Katie were running towards them.
"OK, can someone tell me why the hell can we hear y'all through the halls?!" Jake yelled.
Then it had hit Eli. They weren't that far from Clare's room, which means she probably heard every word they had said. Eli ran away from them and into Clare's room. She was laying there, with her mouth slightly opened.