"Ew ew sand." I mumbled stepping my feet up lightly as I walked slowly towards the water. It was a hot day in Barbados and I was dying to get in the water but sand was just not my texture.
"I got you." Eli said from behind me. He grabbed my waist and spun me around flipping me over his shoulder.
I squealed at the unexpected movement and Eli jogged both of us into the crystal clear water. Eli pulled me down so I was just latched to the front of him, my legs around his waist as he walked into chest deep water. "It's so pretty today." I smiled looking up into the sky, not a cloud in sight.
"Your pretty today." He said making me hum in response. "Am I not pretty everyday?"
He shook his head smiling at me making me slap his chest. "Your more than pretty everyday."
Sage Lawrence laid unconscious on a hospital bed in complete silence other than the sounds of the slowly beeping machine. No one was currently in the room with her expect her own thoughts. She wasn't in pain, but she was dreaming about her and Eli sunbathing on a beach in the Caribbean.
She was unconscious for sure; a long tube going down her throat so she could breathe. The doctors supposed the surgery went good but you could never really know. Sage could be dead in an hour, or 47 years.
John Lawrence punched at the numbers of a vending mechine exhaustedly trying to decide if he wanted a bag of chips or any food for that matter. It wasn't like his child was dying in the room next to him.
It was the first time he had left Sages room since she got out of surgery. The doctors basically forced him out so they could check her vitals and make sure she would make it through the night.
Eli moskowitz sat on the disgusting hospital ground right next to a chair, like he wouldn't allow himself to be comfortable. He stared blankly at the wall infront of him with his stained cheeks and heavy eyes. His mom sat in a chair by him, sleeping lightly, her face having a few tears on it as well.
Eli felt as it was his fault. I mean, he was the one fighting her when she had her heart attack.
His hair was down from him anxiously rubbing it and now it just laid hanging over his eyes.
Miguel Diaz started at the wall above Eli and Carmen Diaz were asleep in the chairs across from the moskowitz, the all valley championship trophy hung from Miguel's hand loosely off of the chair. He has won by default but he couldn't care less.
Demetri sat in a chair tapping his finger anxiously with the rhythm of the clock as he stared at it.
Sage was admitted at 3:40 pm, at 3:55 she flatlined, 4:04 she had a pulse, Surgery started at 5 pm, surgery ended at 10:08 pm and now it was currently 2:31.
Johnny walked back into sages room deciding not to get any thing to eat, but a black coffee instead. He really wished he had something stronger.
He sat down next to sage in an uncomfortable chair almsot grimacing at how his daughter looked. She was pale and the tube down her throat was not getting any easier to look at. Johnny pushed her hair loosely out of her face as if he thought it was bothering her.
He took a sip of his coffee and grimaced at the taste before dumping it in the trash can next to him. Sage would have growled at him for wasting the coffee and not putting his cup in the recycling bin. He reached his hand in and pulled out the empty cup and putting it in the blue bin next to it as if he was just scolded.
The doctors wouldn't allow sage friends in just yet and frankly Johnny didn't want them their either.
He rested his head against the wall and against all his free will, his body shut his eyes and told him to go to sleep. So that's what he did.
