America X ComatoseReader In This Empty Shell

In This Empty Shell

America X ComatoseReader

Ever on and on I continue circling
With nothing but my hate in a carousel of agony
Till slowly I forget and my heart starts vanishing
And suddenly I see that I can't break free


Alfred was sitting in a chair next to a hospital bed, sobbing and holding onto the hand of his girlfriend, (Name).

"(Name)……. Please come back….." He pleaded for hours on end, but his comatose friend couldn't hear a word he said.


I'm slipping through the cracks of a dark eternity
With nothing but my pain and the paralyzing agony
To tell me who I am, who I was
Uncertainty enveloping my mind
Till I can't break free


Alfred felt so alone without her. Ever since the accident six months ago, she had been stuck in this hospital and hasn't responded to anything he's said or done since then.

(Name) had serious injuries to her spine and many broken bones, and possibly severe brain damage. It was already bad enough she had fatal injuries.

But what would happen if she never woke up?

The thought of that made Alfred's sobbing increase. Losing her would entirely destroy him.


And maybe it's a dream; maybe nothing else is real
But it wouldn't mean a thing, if I tell you how I feel
So I'm tired of all the pain, of the misery inside
And I wish that I could live feeling nothing but the night

Damn... He was such an idiot…. It was his fault this happened in the first place. It was the day he was finally going to propose to her. They were out on a date, and Alfred was walking across the street with her. (Name)'s necklace, which he had given to her, had fallen off somewhere on the crosswalk and he decided to get it for her.

He didn't notice the red light turn green and the car speeding his way, but (Name) did.

"ALFRED LOOK OUT!!" she yelled and pushed him out of the way.

Alfred turned and saw the most horrible sight of his life. The car had hit (Name) head on and she had ended up getting knocked to the ground several feet away and the car swerved and hit her again, sending both (Name) and the car smashing into a light pole.


You can tell me what to say; you can tell me where to go
But I doubt that I would care, and my heart would never know
If I make another move there'll be no more turning back
Because everything will change, and it all will fade to black


Alfred remembered every instant of that moment. He had watched the love of his life get hit by a car and all he did was stand there and stare in fear. He remembered (Name) yelling out to him when the car was speeding down the street towards him.

This was entirely his fault. He should've been the one who got hit by the car, he should be the one in the hospital bed suffering with her injuries and stuck in a coma. It wasn't fair! Why did it have to be her!?


Will tomorrow ever come? Will I make it through the night?
Will there ever be a place for the broken in the light?
Am I hurting? Am I sad? Should I stay, or should I go?
I've forgotten how to tell. Did I ever even know?


Alfred clenched his fist until his knuckles were ghost white. It wasn't fair.... It just wasn't fair... She shouldn't have had to pay for his ignorance.

"I'm so sorry (Name)... I'm so sorry..." he choked out between sobs.

Even though he stayed with her every second of every day, he felt his loneliness grow and grow. He knew she couldn't hear anything he said no matter how loud he was. She couldn't feel his touch when he held her hand or ran his fingers through her hair. Nothing he did made her react. It was like she wasn't even there anymore.

And soon she wouldn't be, because the doctors said it was almost time to pull the plug.


Can I take another step? I've done everything I can
All the people that I see I will never understand
If I find a way to change, if I step into the light
Then I'll never be the same, and it all will fade to white


(Name) was drifting through countless memoires, countless thoughts, countless names she could barely remember inside her mind. She tried her best to move on her own, but her body wouldn't listen to her. Where was she anyway? Why was she here? How did she get here in the first place?

She knew her eyes were closed, but she could see memories of her past as if she were reliving each one over again. She could barely make out the voices and images of her memories, and even the parts she could see clearly didn't make anything register in her mind. Who were all these people to her? How many people did she know?

(Name) saw many flashes of many people with blonde hair, some with brown, a few with black and some with gray. Who were these people? Was she supposed to know them?
She saw many blue and green eyes, some brown eyes, even a pair of reddish brown eyes. And then there was one certain pair of blue eyes that sparked some kind of recognition in her.



Ever on and on I continue circling
With nothing but my hate in a carousel of agony
Till slowly I forget and my heart starts vanishing
And suddenly I see that I can't break free


(Name) saw a bright smiling face and a warm laugh. His eyes behind his glasses were warm and welcoming, full of love, and they seemed to always be directed at her. She knew him… But who was he? His name was on the tip of her tongue. If only she could remember.

She saw herself with him several times, laughing and talking together, having fun, holding each other. They seemed very close.

But just who was he?


I'm slipping through the cracks of a dark eternity
With nothing but my pain and the paralyzing agony
To tell me who I am, who I was
Uncertainty enveloping my mind
Till I can't break free


Why couldn't (Name) remember this boy's name? She seemed to be very close to him, and everyone else she's seen in her memories. Was all of this a dream? Was everything she saw flash in her memory not real at all?

She couldn't tell; but it all seemed so real. So why can't she remember any of their names? Only memories of the time she spent with everyone, but never their names.

Then she saw his eyes again.

Those glowing blue eyes....


And maybe it's a dream; maybe nothing else is real
But it wouldn't change a thing if I tell you how I feel
So I'm tired of all the pain, of the misery inside
And I wish that I could live feeling nothing but the night


(Name) knew without a doubt he was her closest friend, and she felt guilty for not remembering his name. Why was it so hard to remember one name?

Arthur.

That name flashed across her mind and appeared an image of a man with blonde hair and green eyes with bushy eyebrows appeared. So his name was Arthur... She remembered him now. He was another one of her closest friends. They've known each other since they were kids.

Wang Yao.

When this name flashed across her mind, the image of a Chinese man with a kind smile popped into her mind. She became friends with him shortly after befriending Arthur.


You can tell me what to say; you can tell me where to go
But I doubt that I would care, and my heart would never know
If I make another move there'll be no more turning back
Because everything will change and it all will fade to black


Several more names and images came into her.  Ivan, Honda, Feliciano, Ludwig, Francis, Matthew, Gilbert, Peter, Raivis, Eduard, Toris, Feliks, Lily, Vash, Lovino, Antonio, Roderich, Elizeveta… Everyone else she could remember.

But... Why couldn't she remember HIS name?


If I make another move, if I take another step
Then it all would fall apart. There'd be nothing of me left
If I'm crying in the wind, if I'm crying in the night
Will there ever be a way? Will my heart return to white?


(Name) felt like crying. Why in the world did she remember everyone else and not him? Why couldn't she remember the name of the boy who meant the world to her? It made her feel so alone... She wanted to remember the name more than anything else right now. Despite her efforts, nothing seemed to work.

Then her sense of touch and hearing came back. She could feel someone holding onto her hand, and she could hear heavy sobs. There was something familiar about the hands that were holding hers.

She knew that touch. Better than any other.

(Name) felt strength slowly flow through her as she made an attempt to squeeze back. It was a small squeeze, but Alfred felt it instantly and jerked his head up. "(N-Name)?"

(Name) progressively started opening her eyes to mere slits, until she finally managed to open them all the way.


Can you tell me who you are? Can you tell me where I am?
I've forgotten how to see. I've forgotten if I can
If I opened up my eyes there'd be no more going back
'Cause I'd throw it all away, and it all would fade to black


"A-Alfred....?"