Chapter 52

"You should go home, take a goodnight rest and we'll stay. We'll take turns in looking after him",Mrs Jenna had insisted empathetically.

The doctor had informed us that they got the bullet out before any more vital organs could be damaged. Uncle Mike was going to live and I had vowed not to leave him until he woke up from his coma so when Mrs Jenna told me to go home, I couldn't.

"I'll stay", I had said quietly.

"You've not seen yourself in the mirror, have you? Eleanor you look terrible so terrible that your uncle would relapse into a coma again if he woke up and saw you", Drizella had chimed in comically.

I said my goodbyes to Uncle Mike hugging him and promising him I would be back come the next day even though he couldn't hear me. The doctor said Uncle Mike had fought to stay alive all that was left for him, was to regain consciousness. I didn't lose hope. He was going to come to, in the next few days. I felt it.

I knew it.

And with high hopes, Martin had drove me, Chica and Fey h