Enigma (Mood Reader!Spain x Abused!Reader) Part 4

~Reader POV~

Darkness... It was all darkness. The pain had receded and you no longer felt anything. Was this what it felt like to be dead? If so, it seemed kind of boring. Nothing to do for the whole rest of eternity. As you contemplated the possibility of being dead a pinprick of light caught your eye. Whipping your head around to try to catch a glimpse of that elusive sparkle, suddenly you heard voices.

"...hurt really badly."

"She....pain..body just shut down."

"...She can't die!"

The voices sounded weird, like you were underwater. It was strangely melodious.

"God?" You questioned. "Is that you?"

Laughter broke your spiritual wondering.

"No chica, I'm not God and you're not dead. You have to wake up soon or you are might go into a permanent coma though."

You recognized a familiar Spanish accent.

"Antonio?"

"Yes, it's me. Listen closely, you're in a coma from blood loss. If you don't wake up soon, your heart may stop and..."

"...and?"

He paused, muttering to himself.

"Never mind, just wake up soon, please?" His voice was filled with sadness. It was such a stark difference from his usual tone.

You tried to open your eyes but your eyelids felt so heavy. It was just too much work, you could just give in, and go to sleep. You gave yourself a mental shake, you had to do this, so you wouldn't die. Slowly and painfully, your eyes blinked open, rapidly adjusting to the light. The room you were currently resting in was a deep green with small red tomatoes scattered around on the wallpaper. It was quite simple with the bed you were in, a small bed stand, a dresser with various items on the top and a rocking chair which Antonio was currently sleeping in. He didn't look so great; he had bags under his eyes, his clothes were wrinkled and his hair was messy. Yet he still somehow managed to look really good looking.

An middle aged woman with chestnut hair walked into the room. You instinctively knew this was Antonio's mother. She had the same forest green eyes, chocolate brown hair and familiar crinkles around her eyes that indicated that she smiled a lot. When she noticed that you were up, the exact same sunny smile popped up on her face.

"I'm so glad you're awake, Antonio was so worried," she whispered conspiratorially to you. You glanced over at the sleeping figure. With the sun now streaming through the windows, you could see him more clearly. The frown on his face had smoothed out, like he instinctively knew you were awake and okay. When one jade eye cracked open lazily and saw you awake he jumped to his feet followed by a tackle hug.

~Antonio's POV~

He was so relieved.  The doctors didn't know if _(Name)  would wake up.  They couldn't do much without bringing her to the hospital and when Antonio refused to let them take her, they were incredulous.  It took a while but they re-bandaged her wounds and gave her some medication.  They were still skeptical though.  Antonio always knew or rather, believed that she would wake up and he was right.  She was awake and happy, as shown by her peach-yellow aura.  His relief took the form of a running glomp although at your startled outcry, he let go.  The bandage around your torso reminded him it was time for some questions.  He took a deep breath, ready to ask one of his million questions when he noticed something was off.  He sniffed the air again.

"Mami, are you making churros?"  She smiled.  With that, he was off to the kitchen, questions forgotten.   (Name)  trailed behind with a content smile.