"Olive...Olive."
"Mmmh." I open my eyes and I'm met with Bill's face.
I still don't like that name.
I don't know why his face is a little too close to mine, it feels uncomfortable.
"We are here." He says as he lifts me from the seat and carries me bridal style and I wrap my arms around his neck.
I don't know how long it's been and I also don't know how I fell asleep in the car, it's not like Bill's place is far from the hospital.
I feel a little exhausted but I guess it's something to do with the fact that m just out of the hospital.
The one thing I hate about getting out of the hospital us how everyone treats you like you are a child and as much as I may want to do things on my own, I don't even have the strength.
I have been in a coma for three months, I probably forgot how to wa
