Branson Williams
A week of lying in bed, and having my entire family catering to me sounds like it would be heaven. It's not. The first couple of days I was so out of it, but the further into the week we got the clearer my head got.
My scars will stay, but they're pretty healed now. I get to leave today. But something tells me Noah isn't gonna back off. He's literally fluffing my pillow every hour.
The doctor comes in, and starts the discharging process. Dad is here, and he helps us through it. Pops is doing damage control with the pack so Noah can be here with me, but it doesn't stop pops from checking in constantly.
I don't know what really happened, but I know my heart stopped. And that I can't feel my mate anymore. My neck was torn into, but no serious damage which is nice. I ha
