*SANTANA MILLER*
This is all my fault. If I haven’t pushed him to do things that he didn’t want. If anything happens to him, I will never forgive myself for this. Now that he is in a coma…. I have never left his side. I will never leave him. Not now, not ever. Its been two weeks now but no sign of him getting concious. I am getting worried, good thing that last week was the beginning of summer.
“Hey.” Someone said. Its Craig.
“Hey.” I said.
“Take a rest. I will take care of him for now.” He said.
“No… I wan---“
Craig cut me off. “You need some rest Santana, you’ve been here all week since you get out from school.”
“Craig, this is all my fault.”
“Don’t blame yourself for something that is out of your control. He maybe your boyfriend but you didn’t control him.” He said.
I was about
