Nick's POV
I couldn't believe that Grace had to be put in a coma. I hoped that she was going to be better. I couldn't handle losing my fiancé. I was waiting for an hour before the doctor came to tell me what was going on,
"Hello Nick, Grace has taken a turn for the worst. The pain in her chest was caused from her internal bleeding and to save her life we are going to have to perform a surgery on her. We will fix up where the bleeding is coming from and we could effectively release her from the hospital if the surgery goes to plan. Are you happy with doing this? If you are then we will take her straight into the operating theatre," I knew that the right thing to do was to say yes, that I would allow Grace to undergo surgery but apart of me was wondering what could go wrong during the operation. I was taken over by wanting to save Grace's life and I simply responded with,
"Do it now," The doctor started to get ready to take Grace to surgery. Eventually, he started to wheel her towards the operating theatre,
"Wait out here Nick. I will let you know how it goes," The doctor spoke to me with a calming voice. I put my hand up, signalling for him to stop. I ran towards the bed and took Grace's hand in mine. I brought it up to my mouth and kissed it gently whispering that I love her. I let go of her hand, the warmness from it lingering in mine. The doctor took her into the room where hopefully, they would heal all of her wounds.
I sat down and waited for what seemed like an eternity. Grace's parents joined me and I told them what the doctor had said. We were sitting there sobbing. Wondering what would happen if we lost the only thing that brightened up our day. We still had hope though. I knew that things could still work out, but the slim chance that they weren't going to made me anxious. Suddenly, I saw the doors of the theatre swing open, revealing the doctor who was in a horrible state. My stomach dropped. What had happened? I could see that words were about to fall out of his lips. Every bit of hope that I had, had gone.
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Fool's Gold
Roman pour AdolescentsHeartbreak. Despair. Isolation. I'm sitting here surrounded by white. White walls, white roof, white furniture. A puddle of tears is forming on the floor beneath me. How did this happen? It feels as though a rock is inside my stomach and every secon...
