parents were just now getting off of the plane from Detroit, both looking
tired, rugged even. The flight had been full of nothing but anxiety and worry,
worry lines were indented into the couple’s foreheads. The doctor had called in
the early morning hours, which had startled them both out of bed. Cheryl almost
hadn’t answered it, thinking it was just a telemarketer. But, something told
her that something wasn’t right, and as always, her motherly instinct had
reigned true. They had no idea what was going on, the doctor only told them
that there had been an accident and that Meryl was in critical condition. The fact
that Dr. Lane hadn’t told them much, created more worries. Both Cheryl and
Paul’s minds drifted to the worst possible things that could come out of an
accident. The doctor didn’t even mention what kind of accident their eldest
child had been in. Could it be a car accident? A fire? Plane crash? Accidental
shot to the head?
were wandering to the darkest places. Not knowing the details of something
horrible was supposed to be better, but in this case, it was their mental enemy.
The couple was so distracted, that they didn’t even notice Maks sitting in one
of the black waiting chairs. He approached them quickly, stumbling over his
um, I can take you guys to the hospital. And don’t worry about finding a hotel,
my place is thirty minutes away. I mean, if you’d like to stay with me.” Maks
was staring into two pairs of blank eyes, but he noticed a familiar twinkle in
Cheryl’s. The same twinkle he could see in Meryl’s when she was fascinated by
something. “It’s okay if-,”
interrupted. “We’d love to stay with you and your brother.” Maks’ smile spread
so wide, it almost looked like it was painted on his face. He carried as many
bags as he could, trying to lighten the load for Meryl’s parents.
actually just be you guys and me. Val is out in New York.” He led them towards
the exit of the airport.
what is he doing out there?” Cheryl chimed in, quietly. They soon fell into a
comfortable conversation. No one trying to impress anyone, no one nervous; just
normal. For a moment, they almost forgot about the incident that had been
wracking their brains the whole way here.
Meryl’s parents throughout the hallways of the hospital, until they finally
reached Meryl’s hospital room; room 312. Cheryl gasped as she walked in and
Paul’s mouth dropped open. They had never seen their daughter so quiet and
still. Meryl was constantly moving, always having to fidget somehow. Whether it
be a foot tapping, a finger moving, or a leg shaking; she was always moving one
way or another. But, here was their daughter, not moving a muscle.
came in before Cheryl and Paul could completely process all of it. It hadn’t
sunk in just yet.
name is Dr. Lane; I will be taking care of Meryl until she’s out of recovery.”
Paul shook the doctor’s hand, plastering a fake smile on his face. The doctor
continued, wanting to break the moments of silence, “Meryl was in a car
accident last night, did you know that?” The parents shook their heads in
unison. “Well, when she arrived, her brain was swelling so much, so fast, that
we had to do something or she wouldn’t be able to survive. So, now that she’s
in a coma, we cannot forcefully bring her out of a coma; she’ll have to do it
naturally. This could take a couple days, weeks, months; it all depends on when
her body is ready. Do you all understand that?”
Dr. Lane’s eyes scanned all of the
people in the hospital room, looking for some kind of panic or worry; but he
saw none. All he could see was love, affection, and hope. He hadn’t expected
this to go over so well. With most families, it took a couple of repeats to get
it through their worried filled brains. But, with the Davis’, their seemed to
be no problem.
you’re saying we just wait?” Maks broke the silence, his brain still a little
just a waiting game. But, that’s if there are no complications from now until
she wakes up. If there are some issues, then we’ll handle them then. But, I
think that she’s progressing well. In this stage, she can probably hear noises.
I think that it would be very helpful if you guys were to talk to her. I mean,
she won’t be able to comprehend what you’re saying, but at least she’ll know
All three of
them nodded and waited until the doctor left for them to move. Cheryl and Paul
found seats next to Meryl’s bed, while Maks leaned against the window sill,
facing Meryl. Jenna walked in and smiled towards her best friend’s parents.
They stood to greet her, taking turns hugging one another. They became involved
in a normal conversation, while Maks stood in the corner, next to the window. His
phone vibrated in his jogger pockets, signaling a text message. He thought it
may’ve been from Christa, but he looked down to find the name: Grandma in his
Is Meryl alright? She is on the news.
that mean? Were the paparazzi really invading her privacy right now? He looked
out of the window at the crowd of people waiting outside, with cameras in hand.
She was in a coma for God’s sake; you’d think they’d give her a break. He was
so wrapped up in his anger that he realized he still needed to respond to his
She’s in a coma. Doctor thinks she’ll be
standing there, he started to get texts from everyone: Christa, Mama, Papa,
Val, Sharna, Tony Dovolani, Erin Andrews, Mark Ballas, Derek Hough, Peta, and
even some of his Dance With Me
clients. They were all positive and upbeat, hopeful even. He realized how much
everyone loved and cared for her. He took this chance to look at her Twitter
and Instagram pages. Her fans were supporting her like crazy.
amazing how everyone that had met, or had even heard of Meryl, had fallen in
love with her personality, with who she was. He sent out a mass message to both
her friends and fans, saying that Meryl would be alright and that she’ll be
going to grab some lunch with Jenna. Did you want to come?” Cheryl’s high voice
interrupted Maks’ ongoing thoughts.
okay. You guys go ahead.” He waved them off and took a seat next to Meryl’s
bed, grasping her limp hand. His legs started shaking and his throat started to
constrict. Maks hadn’t seen her in so long. They had decided in January that
they would go their separate ways and come back in one year. She wasn’t ready
to get into a serious relationship; she had too much going on. So, he let her
he climbed out of his constant misery and found someone. That someone just
happened to be his life-long friend, Christa. He liked her, but he definitely
didn’t love her. The only person he
really loved was…Meryl. He hadn’t
realized how much his love had grown until Jenna had called with the horrible
Did he love
her? Or was he in love with the idea of being with her?
answer those questions at the moment. There was already so much going on. Maks
was surprised that he hadn’t gotten a lecture from Christa about being with
Meryl instead of her. Christa was nice, but she could be overprotective when it
came to Maks.
“I wish you
were awake so you could give me some type of excellent advice. You always used
to offer advice even if I didn’t want it. I think the first time you did that
was when we were rehearsing for our Tango. ‘Hold my hand’,” He chuckled
remembering asking her about it four weeks later on The Road to the Finals. “I
really miss you, you know? I miss when you used to scold me for trying to wrap
my arms around you at night, and then you would let your guard down eventually.
I don’t sleep like that anymore,” He trailed off not knowing what else to say.
I’m kind of happy that you will only hear this muffled,” He paused, squeezing
her hand and bringing it up to his lips, kissing her knuckles softly. “I love