love doesn't always reach

Gonzalo was a real neighborhood kid. He lived on his motorcycle, hanging out on the corner with the other guys, cutting corners and partying. He said the street was the only thing that had never left him.
Until he met Maia.
She loved him with all her heart, but she lived in fear.
—Gonza, put the motorcycle down for a bit... please.
—Oh, fatty, don't break it. What if something happens to me?
—You always say the same thing. One day you won't come back.
He hugged her and kissed her forehead.
—Listen, you're the love of my life, okay? You're the woman I want to be with... but I can't leave the streets. I don't know how to live any other way.
—And I can't catch up to you?
—Yes, you're right up there with me, my love... but I've had this since I was a kid. I swear I try to change, but I can't.
Every time he left, Maia cried. He always promised to come back early.
One night, before leaving, she grabbed his hand.
—Don't go out today... stay with me.
—The kids are waiting for me, queen. I'll be back in a bit.
—I have a bad feeling...
—Nothing's going to happen, don't worry.
He kissed her and started the motorcycle.
Forty minutes later, Maia's cell phone rang.
-Hello?
—Maia... come to the hospital urgently. Gonza was in a car crash...
When he arrived, all his friends were crying.
The doctor left intensive care.
"He's in very serious condition. He has several fractures and a severe head injury. The next few hours are crucial."
They let her in for a few minutes.
Gonzalo was covered in wires, bandages, and machines. It seemed impossible that this was the same kid who, just a few hours earlier, had told him, "I'll be back in a bit."
Maia squeezed his hand while crying.
—See, stubborn one? I never wanted to change you... I just wanted you to live. You said I was the love of your life... now fight for it. Come back to me... please.
He did not answer.
All that remained was the noise of the machines... and the hope that he would open his eyes once more.