I pulled on my sleeves as I shivered in my seat. I would've thought by now my body would be use to the cold temperature in the hospital, but it's not. Even the sweater I'm wearing isn't bringing enough warmth to my skin, that is now covered with goosebumps.

It's been two months since Omari slipped into a coma. I miss him so much. I miss his voice, his smile, his eyes. I miss everything about him. I literally just miss Omari. He's my other half. Without him I'm lost.

These two months have painfully went by slow. I've been visiting him every single day. I never missed a day. Not one. Everyday at 11:00 in the morning, I come straight to the hospital. I talk to him about anything and everything. His doctor said it would help him gain consciousness sooner and I guess he's right.

Every once and awhile, as I'm speaking to him I will feel him either move a finger or squeeze my hand. When he did it the first time, I was so geeked. I cried happy tears and screamed for the nurses. After I told them what happened they checked his progress and told me he'll be waking up soon. That was a few weeks ago.

Soon my ass, I thought to myself.

I stared at Omari's face as I moved my chair closer to his bed. I gently grabbed his hand and kissed it softly.

"Hey Omari, it's me again." I laughed lowly before continuing, "Today is August 7th, happy birthday baby. You're finally 21. I know if you were awake, you and the boys would be actin' ah fool right now. Drinkin' like y'all haven't been doin' that already." I shook my head and rubbed my thumb over the top of his palm. "I wish you were awake. Everybody misses you so so much. Your mom is here and she hasn't left since you've been.. sleepin'. I wish we could've met on better terms, but I love her Omari. She's so sweet and caring. She reminds me of your soft side. Not sayin' you soft, but you know everybody has a good side. You know?"

My eyes scan over his features. His curly afro. His freckles. His big pink lips. His strong jaw structure. His pale honey colored skin that once glowed with or without light. I even studied the small mole on his chin. Omari is the finest man I've ever seen. No one could ever compare to him.

"Everybody is just waitin' on you to wake up. Life hasn't been the same wit' you in here. I barely see Queen anymore because I've either been in here wit' you or in my room. The boys bury themselves with work. Along with the rest of Slum Money. But it's okay.. we'll wait forever if we have to." I paused as I felt myself getting emotional. "I love you, Omari. Happy birthday again, I promise we'll celebrate as soon as you get up."

I read the time on my phone and it said 12:02. Visiting hours ended two minutes ago. I sighed, hating that I had to leave.

I stood up from my seat before leaning down and pecking Omari's lips. "It's a shame I miss you and I haven't even walked out the room yet." I slightly smiled before kissing his lips one last time and heading out of the room.

"It's a shame I miss you and I haven't even walked out the room yet." I heard Lanae's voice say before feeling her soft lips on top of mine.

I tried to squeeze her hand like I sometimes do when I had the strength, but I felt nothing. My hand was empty.

Dammit, I cursed inside of my mind.

Once her footsteps were no longer heard from my ears, I sighed internally. I've been like this for I don't know how long. Maybe a year since it feels like I've been trapped for the longest. Trapped from what? I really don't know.

All that I've been aware of doing is sleeping, hearing my fam talk to me every once and awhile, and seeing nothing, but darkness. There's been plenty of times where I tried to force myself to wake up. Of course I failed every time.

I began to think about everybody that I've heard speak to me. Starting with Lanae first..

"Omari?" I suddenly heard the familiar soft voice of Lanae. "Mar please.. I'm beggin' you to wake up or do something. I've been goin' crazy just watchin' you be still for the past month. It bugs me because I don't know if you're makin' progress or not." She paused before sighing, "I don't even know if you're listenin'. But if you are.. show me a sign or sum'. I miss you so much, Omari. Literally every damn day. I wanna be wit' you, but I can't because you're not here physically. I need you, babe. Please," she begged me as she began crying causing my heart to feel pain.

I hate that she's crying and what's worse is that she's crying because of me. I began trying my hardest to move any and everything.

"I love you so much. I swear, I can't wait until you wake up 'cause imma give you all of my love. All of it." She promised as I felt her grab my hand. "Not that I haven't given you my all already, but I realized that I can lose you at any moment in life.. so I wanna live my life to the fullest with you. Spend more time with you. Go on trips. Plan dates. All that shit," she sniffed.

I slightly felt my finger twitch against her hand causing her to stop sniffling.

"Did his finger just move?" She questioned herself. "Do you hear me, Omari? If you do move your finger again."

She waited patiently as I found enough strength to move again, but this time I felt my hand slightly squeeze hers.

"Oh my gosh, babe!" She squealed right before I felt myself being pulled back into the darkness.

That was the first time I was actually aware of somebody speaking to me. The second time was my mama.

"Hi, son." I heard my mama sigh from beside me. "I've been so worried about you. When I heard about you bein' in the hospital, I immediately hopped on the first plane to Harlem. You don't understand the fear that ran through my body." She choked out. "I already lost your father, so I can't even bear the thought of losing you, Omari. This whole situation just shows me that life is too short. With that being said, I've been thinking about moving down here. To be close to you and to spend more time with you. Would you like that?"

I would, I thought wishing I could answer her physically.

"Guess I'll find out once you wake up," she slightly laughed, "I miss and love you, Omari Que Hills. Please come back to all of us soon."

I felt my finger twitch, wanting to reach out to her, before I slipped back into the darkness.

The third time I heard people talking to me was when the boys came to visit me once.

"Bean shut yo' ass up," I heard Nick chuckle as I heard shuffling all around me.

"For real, dawg. This nigga tryna play sleep like we ain't out here worried 'bout him." Bean smacked his lips causing laughter to erupt around the room.

"I'm sure my nigga would wake up if he could." I heard Sunny say.

"Right." Chris agreed.

"Nah that nigga know he hear us. Lanae and 'em said he been movin' his hand and shit." Bean said.

"Yeah, maybe you right." Nick uttered, "but he'll wake up when he ready."

"No doubt." Sunny mumbled before the room became quiet.

I wish I could wake up now. I just don't know why I can't. What's holding me back?

"Man, I miss him." Chris suddenly sighed. "The gang and Harlem hasn't been the same without him."

"Swear, son." Sunny agreed, "the gang been on sum' straight business shit. We definitely gon' have to put sum' together when Lucky wake up."

They always trying to throw a party or something.

"Hell yeah.. you already know imma have that shit hyped up," I could hear the smirk in Bean's voice.

"We all is, fool. Don't act like we don't be havin' shit jumpin'." Nick smacked his lips.

"Right, if anything you gon' be gettin' on everybody's nerves." Chris butted in causing everybody to laugh.

"Ha, ha, ha, ha." Bean fake laughed. "Shut yo' baby faced ass up."

"Fuck you, nigga."

I wanted to laugh so bad at these fools, but I couldn't.

"We probably stressin' my nigga out wit' all this yappin'." Sunny chuckled.

"That nigga should be use to this shit by now." Bean said.

"We don't even know if he listenin'." Chris pointed out.

I slowly felt my brain getting tired and getting ready to go blank again, but I tried with all my might to stay up. Stay aware.

"No lie, but if you're listenin', G... I miss you, man. We all miss you. Hopefully you wake up soon 'cause we caught the nigga Deon and we savin' his ass just for you, B. Don't worry we've been makin' sure he suffers a lot, but we want you to finish him off. But we'll talk about that later. I love you, nigga. No funny shit." Nick said in a solemn tone.

"Yeah, I love yo' light yellow ass too." Bean said.

"I love you too, homie." Sunny added in before Chris' voice filled my ears.

"Love you too, Lucky. We holdin' shit down for you.".

And just like that, I slipped away once again.

That was the last time I was aware of reality, well second to last. I heard Lanae's voice right before she left, but I ain't hear nothing else she said before.

The words that haunt me currently are I miss you. All the people that are close to me have said it. It pisses me off because I feel as if I'm in here playing like I can't wake up. I have to try again. Harder this time because I'm missing them.

I used all my strength to open my eyelids, but I felt my brain instantly growing weak from using the little bit of energy that my body had.

Lord please give me the strength to open my eyes. I gotta see the fam, I prayed before trying again.

I wanted to groan out loud when my body felt like it was about to be consumed by the familiar darkness, but I got the complete opposite.

Suddenly, a bright light blinded my sight before it became dark again. After a few seconds of waiting, I heard the sound of the heart monitor slightly increase as I moved my fingers slowly. I felt the cushion underneath my body along with the cool air surrounding me.

Am I back? I asked myself. Only one way to find out.

I slowly peeled my eyes open.