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The shrill of my cell phone woke me up out of a dead sleep.
“Hello?” I grumbled.
“Yes, is this Willow Carns?”
“Yeah?”
“You were listed as Peter Hale’s emergency contact. I’m afraid there’s been an accident.”
“Oh God! I’ll be there as soon as I can.” I said as I scrambled out of the covers. I threw on the clothes I wore yesterday and grabbed my keys from their place on the entryway table. Tears streamed down my face as I broke a few speeding laws to get to Beacon Hills Memorial Hospital.
I rushed into the Emergency Department where Laura and Derek were already waiting. They were both covered in soot and crying softly. My heart plummeted at the sight of them. Just what happened to Peter?
“Oh Willow.” Laura sobbed and took me into a bone crushing hug.
“What happened?!” I asked.
“Kate set the house on fire. Everyone else is dead.” My best friend sobbed. I cried too at the loss of my surrogate family.
“He’s in a medicated coma. His burns are pretty bad.” Derek whispered.
My knees gave out at the information. Laura just barely held me up as she dragged me over to where they were sitting. She dragged me into her lap while I ugly cried into her shoulder. Derek laid his head against my back for comfort.
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The doctor finally came to visit us five hours later. They didn’t let us into the room but let us see through a large window. My heart broke at seeing my mate covered in more bandages than not. The three of us just sat in the hallway and cried more.
I placed a hand over my heart where Peter and I’s matching soul marks were. I reached out with the bond and felt a faint thrum in response. At least he was hanging in there. Alive somehow.
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The doctors took Peter out of his medicated coma two weeks later. But he didn’t wake up. I spent the next week in bed, unable to do anything else.
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I ended up getting fired by my job at the library. They told me to focus more on myself. I didn’t. My therapist told me to write Peter letters when I missed him. I carry a little red diary everywhere now.
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Hey Peter,
I miss you so much. It’s been a month now. I hope you wake up soon.
Love always,
Willow
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Peter,
The nurses know my name now. I heard them talking about me when they thought I wasn’t listening. They talk about the poor girl with a mate stuck in a coma. I wish that wasn’t who I was now. I just want you back. Please wake up.
Love always,
Willow
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Peter,
It’s been six months. Today is our two year anniversary. Why aren’t you waking up? Please do so soon. I don’t think I can take much more of this.
Love always,
Willow
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Dear Peter,
My therapist told me to learn an instrument to help get my mind off of you. She says I’m depressed. I’m not surprised. But I learned a song for you. I heard it on the radio on my way to see you. I had to pull over ‘cause I was crying so hard. It’s called I Will Follow You Into The Dark by Deathcab For Cutie. I’ll play it for you sometime. Please wake up soon. I miss you.
Love always,
Willow
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Peter,
I love you so much. I can’t do this without you anymore. My soul mark has faded. I don’t think you’re coming back. I’m sorry.
See you soon,
Willow
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Peter,
Sorry I haven’t been able to visit. I tried to kill myself. Laura ended up finding me and bit me. So I’m a werewolf now. It’s not the same without you.
Love always,
Willow
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Peter,
I stole a wolfsbane laced knife from Deaton. The pain helps me deal with you not being here a little better. I know you’d be super disappointed in me, but I can’t deal with the constant ache in my soul mark. Please wake up.
Love always,
Willow
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Peter,
I guess you’re still in there somehow. I ended up developing Mate Sickness after not leaving bed for a week. Derek had to carry me to be able to see you. The nurses forced me to stay until the symptoms stopped. Please come back. I just want to hear your voice again. I don’t remember what it sounds like anymore.
Love always,
Willow
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Peter,
Derek found the diary. He read it cause I’m being babysat like a toddler now. He and Laura take shifts. They make me sleep in bed with them now so I can’t go anywhere. This sucks. Come back. I miss you.
Love always,
Willow
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Peter,
There’s a new member of the pack now. It’s a human named Stiles. He’s the sheriff’s son. I think he’s Derek’s mate. It hurts too much to see them together. I just spend my days visiting you and sitting at the lake where we had our first date.
Love always,
Willow
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Peter,
It’s been a while. The diary got taken. My therapist said it’s time to move on. It’s been six years. I walked out of her office.
Love always,
Willow
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Peter,
Oh my god. You woke up today. I threw the knife away.
Love always,
Willow
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Peter,
I guess I can’t stop writing to you, even though you’re awake now. My soul mark came back. I ugly cried when I saw it in the mirror. I can’t wait for you to come home. The doctors told me soon.
Love always,
Willow
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Peter,
You’re home now. Thank God. I’ve missed you.
Love always,
Willow