dancing on broken glass

11. the hospital

Blaze

I came back after work, surprisingly early. I walked into the kitchen hoping to find Skye, dancing around while cooking. I was slightly disappointed when I didn't see her there, I looked around for food but didn't see any. Confusion took over me and I called out to her. After I got no response, I went up to the room, to see the bathroom door slightly ajar with the lights on. I knocked on the door and made my way inside when I got no reply.

To say that I was shocked would be an understatement. Skye lay in the tub, her head submerged in the water, and blood swimming around her. Her blood. I ran over to her and pulled her body out of the water. Her wrists had multiple cuts and bruises on her head. She looked inches away from the jaws of death. I started panicking and tried shaking her up. I quickly called an ambulance and tried shaking her up again. I checked her breath a string of hope was formed when I heard her shallow but an extremely rugged breath.

I helped put her on the stretcher and lift it down when the ambulance arrived. They took off to the hospital and I followed behind in my car. I called the Knights on the way there and they informed me that they would be there soon. I rushed into the hospital but I was slightly late as they had already rushed her to the ICU. I asked them for her ICU number but they refused to give it to me.
"How are you related to her, sir?"
"I'm her husband. I need to go in there"
"I'm sorry sir but I can't let you do that. The ICU is restricted for all visitors."
I slapped 8000 dollars on her desk and demanded her for it.
"ICU room 3" she muttered.

I made my way to her room, and my heart almost stopped looking at her in that condition. She had needles at every possible place and had an oxygen mask covering her mouth and nose. There was a doctor and a few nurses who were running tests on her and putting in an IV drip. There was also a blood bag with the needle attached to her hand. The doctor turned back and saw me and asked me to wait outside till they were done.

After what felt like forever, the doctor came out and addressed me.
"You must be the husband," he asked and I gave him a brisk nod.
"I'm sorry but her survival chances are really low. You brought her just on time, there is still a little hope. If you were a minute late, she wouldn't have survived."
"What happened to her?"
"Sir, it was attempted suicide." My world stopped. I refused to believe it. Suicide?
"She has had major blood loss and her lungs are damaged due to the intake of water. We have attached a blood bag and have an oxygen mask attached to help her breathe. Once she stabilizes we will run more tests on her to ensure there is no further damage."
I blocked the doctor out unconsciously when I saw Skye's body lying like that. I had the urge to protect her and never let anything or anyone harm her again. Guilt took over me when I recalled the way I treated her. My eyes got blurry when the doctor left. I held my tears back as I heard the Knights come in.

I nodded in acknowledgement.
"What happened to her," David asked. I took in a sharp and shaky breath and muttered "suicide"
"what's wrong with her! suicide? again? leave it to her to cause a scene" he muttered under his breath, in hope that I won't hear, but I did.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN AGAIN?" I boomed.
"what? nothing" he tried playing innocent
"do not lie to me David, the result won't be good" 
"S-sh-she has committed suicide before"
"when?" I demanded
"once last year, she drowned herself and once two years ago, she cut her main vein" He muttered. I simply nodded.

The Knights left soon after that and the doctor came back to check up on her. He exited her room and asked me about any other incidents or if she got admitted before. I filled him in with what I knew, which was only what the Knights told me. He told me about the bruises they found on her body. I made a mental note to talk to her about that later. The doctor let me go into the room to sit by her. Finally thank god.

I sat on the chair beside her bed and reached my hand out to crease her cheek. Her skin was cold and lifeless and it has lost its glow. I put my hand in hers and they fit perfectly. Like two puzzle pieces. I put my head down on the bed, and a tear broke free. I let myself cry while I held her tight, but not tight enough to hurt her. I soon fell asleep, drowning in guilt and shame.

.........

for the next four days, all I did was wake up next to her, drown in guilt, hold her and repeat. I hadn't left her side at all. Not to have a bath and definitely not to eat. I refused to go home even after my parents and Carter would force me to. Finally, after four days my Skye started gaining consciousness. She was completely disoriented and weak. She grabbed my hand when she woke up before shutting her eyes again. The doctors moved her to the normal wards for further check-ups and declared that she would be discharged in another two days. I was extremely thankful and relieved. I swore that I would never mistreat her again. She's more precious to me than she knows and I can accept. She's grown on me and I can't deny that I have developed a slight attraction and connection toward her.

SKYE

I woke up to an annoying ass beeping sound that made my head pound more than it already was. I felt someone's presence beside me, so I forced my eyes open and saw a sleeping Blaze holding my hand. His black hair was messy like he had run his slim delicate hands through it multiple times. He had dark circles under his eyes. He looked like he hadn't slept in days. I gently clutched his hand before closing my eyes again.

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THAT WAS AN EXTREMELY SHORT CHAPTER BUT EHHH
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