My Girl

part 25

I lay in my husbands arms just letting the memories repeat themselves. But I didn't have enough time to Finnish getting through them all..

"Gabriel... listen to me.." I croaked as it got harder to breathe, "this.. is not the end if your book. I'm merely a chapter that has came to an end.."

"No! No thats not true you are it for me Victoria!.." he sobbed into my shoulder, "Please just hang on a little longer and the ambulence will get here! Then it'll be me and you forever! Okay?" He pleaded.

I looked into his eyes, full of tears like my own. I'm glad it was me though.. and not him, or anyone else.. "I have a final wish though.." he nodded while caressing my cheek.

"Move on. Please. I'm begging you, find someone else. Not just for you but for the boys! They need a mother figure. And don't say Ruby is a mother figure for them because she's still a young girl." I stumbled on my words.

This is it. The day I die. I knew it was. There was no arguments. No matter how many times he rocked me back and forth claiming it'll be okay, I knew it wasn't. Which is why I'm having this conversation.

"I don't think I'll be able to.. move on.. I love you far too much and that'll never change!.." he yelled. Why was he yelling? "So don't you ever say that I need to forget and move on! Because thats impossible for me! How am I suppose to look your father In his eyes and say his little girl is gone?!"

My heart shattered at the thought. Of how everyone is going to feel.

"How am I suppose to tell our boys that not only have they lost their parents but they've lost you too, the closest thing they'd ever had to a mother again!" He shouted through sobs. "WHERE IS THIS FUCKING AMBULENCE?!"

As if on cue I heard the sirens from down the road. And Gabriel's phone ringing. "Is it Mateo? Or Ruby?" I whispered. He shrugged his shoulders. "Answer it..  I want to talk to Ruby.. please go get it.." he looked at me with furrowed eyebrows.

I gave him a pleading look as he placed me on the floor so he could grab the phone. Almost as quick as he left, he returned. With the phone pressed up to his ear..

"We're not going to make it back in time... there's.. uh been an attack over here.. can you put Ruby on the phone?" I heard the boy speaking into into phone.

He placed it against my ear, and I was brought to the comfort of my little sisters voice. "Ruby I need you to take care of my boys..  Chances are Gabriel's not going to be do it for the next couple of months.. so please look after them.. and him..." I stuttered as I spoke. The sirens were getting closer.

"Well where are you gonna be?" She sounded worried and confused. I didn't want to tell her over the phone.. "visiting some family.. I'll say hi to them for you.." Everything went blurry... the voices faded out. Was this it?

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*Gabriel's pov*

I stride back and forth down the hospital corridors. The doctors are trying everything they can. Thankfully they had an English translator. Otherwise I'd be loosing my mind, unsure what's happening.

A doctor left someone room, she was one of the English speaking doctors. One of Victoria's.

"Victoria Aramni? Any news?" I blurted out before she could walk off. "I'm just heading to her room now sir, I'm sorry. I am going to have to ask you to take a seat in the waiting room though."

I sighed and began walking towards the waiting room. I took a seat and placed my head in my hands. One knee shaking. I just wanted my girl back.

Every time a doctor walking in I jumped up in hope they'd have news on Victoria. But each time, they walked straight past me.

This emotion... sorrow.. misery.. it was like a prison.. and I haven't got a clue to escape it. My key was Victoria. I needed her to get out.

Then I felt a tap on my shoulder. "Mr Armani?" The translator spoke. My head darted up. "Is she okay?! Can I see her?!" My eyes flickered between him and the doctor. "I'm so sorry-" I didn't even meed them to say anymore before I fell to my knees sobbing and begging.

The translator carried on speaking but I was in the depths of despair. How could I listen to them talking about my wife and what complications she had?!

I was being crushed by heartache  like the overwhelming force of a tidal wave.. I was being drowned in its embrace. And something inside of me knew, I was never escaping.