ee what he was doing careful not to have him see her. He was just so perfect with Rosalia when he thought no one was paying attention to him. He sat on the edge of the small bed putting his hand on her forehead. His touch made her turn but tense up as she moved reacting to the IV fluids going through her veins. He moved her back toward him so she didn’t hurt herself.
”Rosalia..you are my everything. Without you I don’t know where I would be, baby doll. You are going to get through this. It hurts. I will always be there for you my Rosie.” he said quietly laying his head next to her. He was waken up a few minutes later seeing the nurse checking Rosie’s monitors.
”She’s okay, Mr. Hernandez. She’s scheduled for an eeg tomorrow at 8.”
”Thank you.” he responded in a sleepy voice.
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”Mar….what do they do?” Bruno asked watching the nurse place small sticky nodes on their daughter’s matted hair. Bruno sat next to her holding her hand knowing he was going to sit next to her through the event.
”They’re going to let her sleep for a little..which is all she’s been doing because of the medicine…and then they’ll wake her up and flash all the lights at her.”
”And what happens when she has a seizure?” he asked her.
”They’ll monitor it for length and intensity. If it gets really bad they’ll stop it. But if it’s small they let it go. They want to see where the activity is.”
”Length and intensity?” he asked her. ”I don’t have a masters, baby.” he smiled at her.
”How long it is and if it gets bad like it did last night.” she answered. ”It’s not that hard to understand, Bruno.” she laughed at him. ”I’m sorry I can’t be there.” she said in a soft tone finishing her laugh.
”She won’t know the difference.” Bruno told his wife.
A few minutes later they walked down the long sunlit hallway toward the room. Marla stopped at the door bending down to kiss her daughter.
”But mama…why aren’t you going too?” Rosie asked in a grow-up voice.
”I can’t, mama…I have to wait here. Dad will take care of you. If you need anything you know he’ll be there.”
”But mommmyyyy….” she started to cry which made Marla want to cry.
”It will be okay, Rosie…you’ll make it.” Marla answered trying to hold back her tears.
”Rosie…it will be okay. I’ll be right there, okay?” Bruno said stepping next to Marla.
”But….mommy’s always there…you leave, daddy.” she answered them.
”Not anymore, Rosie…not anymore…” Bruno said kissing her head.
”I’ll be waiting right here, mamacita…” Marla told her kissing her cheek as they walked away.
Marla sat down on the rigid ancient leather chair in the waiting room. She pulled out her phone texting one of her friends who worked at the hospital as a trauma case manager.
Allison…I need to talk to you. I’m waiting for Rosie’s eeg.
Not two minutes later Allison came walking up to the room wearing jeans, a long sleeved t-shirt with her badge showing in the front.
”I’ll come and wait with you.” she told Marla taking her hand.
”Thank you. No one else could come.” she told her friend in a sad tone.
”You know…it’s okay to cry even if you know she’s going to be okay…” Allison said grabbing the tissue sitting on the table next to her.
”I just didn’t want to cry in front of him.” she said through her tears. ”I’m the strong one. The one that gets through everything. I have a tough heart because of all the things we’ve been through..this is nothing…” Marla spoke. ”You’re going to therapy the shit out of this, aren’t you?”
”I can…or I can just be your friend who has known you from the time you met your husband to right now who sees that he knows your heart is breaking just like his is…maybe even more. You’re staying strong for him and he’s staying strong for you. You both just need to break.” Allison said pulling a pencil out of her pocket breaking it in half with ease.
”Oh god.” Marla sniffed. ”You’re right.” she said walking toward the elevator. ”I just need to cry…and cry…and cry more….” Marla answered.
Allison hugged her friend telling her that she was there for her before Marla ran out toward the elevator. ”Let’s just sit down and wait for them to finish. It shouldn’t be too long, Marley.” Allison said directing her back to the chairs they were sitting in.
Bruno came out holding Rosie who was sound asleep a few minutes later.
”How did she do?” Marla asked.
”It wasn’t good.” he told her. ”Mar…” he touched her face with his free hand. ”She’ll get better. You know that…we know that….”
”But when?” she asked him as another nurse led them back to the room.
”I don’t know, baby.” he answered placing their sleeping toddler back in the bed watching her arms twitch.
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The Good Life
أدب الهواةThis is my first fanfic. SInce I've written several more, but this is my baby. It's been on tumblr for a good while now, but if you haven't read it, I think it's pretty fab. Bruno is just starting out when he takes the time to perform at one of his...
