Finally understanding you // 49

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When an ambulance eventually came, they wouldn't stop fussing over me. Only half of the paramedics' attention was focussed on Parker, and the other ones were helping me. They flashed torches into my eyes checking my responses, but my gaze was set on what was going on with Parker. He was lying unconscious and I didn't know how serious things were.

"Please relax, you are very tense." The paramedic said to me whilst giving me a pain killer. I didn't understand why, I wasn't even in a lot of pain.

"I'm fine can you please leave me alone and focus on the person who is unconscious." I snapped back slightly aggressively.

"Ma'am I can assure you he is getting the right treatment." I took a deep breath knowing I would have to put my trust into them. I just hoped he was in safe hands now and I hoped it was nothing too serious. I didn't think I could make it through anything too bad.

They let me into the ambulance with him, he was on a bed in the middle with people attending to him and I sat at the side. One paramedic was still checking I was okay, but I guessed they had kind of realised I didn't need much attention. 

Tears slowly trickled down my cheeks as I sat completely still in a trance. My eyes wouldn't look anywhere away from his bruised and cut face. My thoughts wouldn't trail away from regret, guilt and sadness.

I got to the hospital and they wheeled Parker's bed out of my sight. I wanted to follow them, and I wanted to stay with him at any cost, but the nurse told me I must get my wounds cleaned before I went. 

I tapped my foot against the ground impatiently while the nurse applied a dressing to a few cuts and cleaned the others thoroughly. She then asked me a series of questions to check if I had a concussion. I gave her short and instantaneous answers so I could get through the idiocy and back to Parker. She told me I was free to go and I instantly hopped up and jogged away to find him.

"Hey!" She called out to me. "I told you to take it easy!"

I place my hand softly against the cold glass window that looked into a room in which Parker lay. I put my face close to the glass and it steamed up a little where I breathed against it.

"Parker..." I murmured under my breath. Tears began rolling down my cheeks once again. He looked so weak in that bed. He usually looked strong and healthy, but right then he looked the opposite. The doctors were attending to him and I could not go in yet. It was all I wanted to do. Instead, I waited in silence looking through the glass hopelessly. A doctor walked out of the room and approached me after what felt like forever.

"Are you family of Parker Jones?" He asked.

"Yes... I mean no. He doesn't have family by blood. I'm his..." I slipped into a trance for a moment as I realised technically, I wasn't Parker's girlfriend. We had broken up, and we hadn't made up. If he were awake, I would tell him how much I loved him and hope that he forgave me for being so heartless. But he wasn't. "I'm his girlfriend." I informed anyway.

"That's all okay." The doctor exhaled and I looked straight at him as my heart rate sped up rapidly. "Parker Jones is alright. He was very lucky, car accidents with that much force don't usually end this well. His brain is not damaged, he has no internal bleeding, and he will soon recover from his injuries and wake up." I took a huge gasp of air in relief. He would be okay. Thank goodness.

I stayed in the hospital overnight. He was still unconscious and injured. The doctor told me he had a fractured shoulder but was lucky enough to only get cuts and bruises beside that. He had got off so, so lucky and I was grateful things hadn't been worse. But still, he was hurt because of me. He had still not awakened from his unconsciousness and he was still going to be in a not of pain when he woke up. Summer facetimed me. Her and Noah were both there. We didn't even mention all that had been going on before the accident, they just supported me while I was crying about Parker.

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