A Christmas Wish Come True (part ll)

Chapter Six:

Amy's POV:

I stood up as quickly as I could. I had my mom grab a wheelchair since when I tried standing, my knees buckled on me. So my mom rushes me to the room that the nurse brought me to. When I saw her, my heart sink deep into my stomach, making my face fall, as tears fill my eyes.

She was laying down on a bed. She was in a hospital gown, her face was pale, while she had an IV in her arm, along with some machines, and a mask on her mouth and nose so she could keep breathing.

I quickly wheel over to the side of her bed and stare down at her. Her expression is full of pain, and she has one hand placed on the lower right side of her chest, where i see her gown is the smallest bit red.

I slowly and gently lay my forehead on her left side of her chest, making sure not to hurt her. How did this happen? I wonder in my head. I look up at the nurse. "What exactly happened?"

"We're not sure yet." She says. "All we know is that she was on her knees crying for help, someone saw her, paramedics came, and she passed out as soon as she was placed on the strecher. Whoever did this to her will be put in prison for at least three years for attacking an innocent person. If the knife was just a little bit to the left, it would've gotten to her really important organs, even though the knife scraped against her lung, so we had to do a real quick surgery. She won't wake up for at least another few hours."

I nod, grabbing one of Maria's hands and holding it. "Okay, will she be alright?"

"It might stay touch and go for awhile, I'm afriad this has happened before?" The nurse looks at Maria papers and nods. "Yes, a knife to the chest, suicide."

"Don't remind me." I say through gritted teeth as i lay my head gently back on Maria's. I wasn't gonna let her die. I need her to be happy. I needed to make her forget...Amelia.
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Maria's POV:

I had a dream-less dream. I might've had a nightmare, but i just don't remember. All i remember is waking up to Amy next to me, holding my hand.

"Amy." I croak.

She opens her eyes then looks at me and gasps. "Maria! You're alright!" She wraps her arms around me gently then hugs me weakly. Even with the smallest touch i wince from the pain.

She immedtly pulls away. "I'm sorry, please tell me what you need and I'll get it.  Are you okay?" Her voice was laced with fear and worry. I just hold her hand weakly with a little bit of hesation.

I don't know, i felt like i was doing something wrong. I felt like I wasn't supposed to be there. I felt...guilty. i just didn't know why.

I remember something happening. I remember blue, white, and red flashes of light. It was a little scary, something intense was happening. I remember not being able to breathe, and if I inhaled, it would hurt like the devil.

"What happened?" I whisper.

She looks at me for awhile, not saying anything for a second.

"We don't know, all we know is that you were on your knees, crying for help.  Someone brought you here and you passed out.  You almost left me!"Amy cries as she holds onto me tightly.

I just hold her hand tighter.  It hurts but i don't tell her.  "It's okay."