Ruby

Chapter Fourteen

Heyyo guys!!! Thanks for reading Chappie 14

This is just a caution - if you are very religious some of the content within this chapter may offend you. I'm not trying to like, convert you or anything! No way! Its only because it fits into the story and I feel it is nescisary to keep the realism in the story.

Thank you!!! xx Finnie

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They had kept me in the hospital for another three days.

"We think this is the perfect opportunity to trace Ruby's condition. If it's getting worse, I'm sure you'd like to know?" a plump blonde nurse asked, handing mum a clipboard and a bunch of paperwork which had taken her the rest of the evening to sign.

They had done MRI's and CAT scans, blood tests and other tests which I don't have the slightests memory for the names of them. It was like a was a scienctist's lab rat.

Again.

Jeremy stayed at the hospital a lot of the time. But today he had to go home. His parents were not impressed with our engagment.

Mum wasn't either.

It was weird when Jeremy was around though. On minute we'd be joking like we were best friends again, and the next minute we were discussing wedding plans.

"It's got to be next month," Jeremy said, "I can't stand to not have you be mine for a minute longer!"

"JJ, do you know how much that'll cost?" I said, astounded.

"It doesn't have to be fancy, maybe just a beach wedding?" he said and I loved the idea.

"My uncle lives in Hamilton Island. Its beautiful there. That's where we should have it!" I exclaimed, thinking of the beautiful wedding that took place when we were there. The sand was so pristine white. The water was so crystal blue. Absolutley irresistable.

That was the night I dreamt I died on my wedding day. At the alter. Hand in hand with my to-be husband.

It was harder each night to sleep on the descison we had made.

I was going to hurt Jeremy.

And badly.

But some part of me loved what he had said. He'd said he'd wanted me to be with him, because when I went, it would mean that I wasn't choosing to go.

Part of me also wondered what Jeremy would do after I died. Would he find another girl? Would he one day have a proper family? One with children, a wife, big family Christmas's that drived them all crazy?

I wanted that for Jeremy. I wanted it so badly for him.

But I also wanted it for me.

I thought of Liam. I had always wanted a son just like him. His floppy blonde hair and deep sea eyes. He was just so happy and joyful. He was like a breath of fresh air.

Freash air.

That's what I needed.

"Mum, I'm going for a walk, okay?" I said. Dad was at home with Liam.

"Not right now, sweetie, I'm busy," she said, holding up her forms.

"No, no, I'll go by myself," I said.

"Will you be alright?" I nodded and she let me free.

I waddled with my little IV to the elevator. Inside was a frail old man with a massive bruise up his arm and a gash to the skin.