Lost in Assistance (Elizabeth Olsen x FemReader)

Ch. 64

A/N: Hello! I'm back! I know, I know. It has been over a month I didn't update this series. I apologize, life got pretty busy. I know this is a very unusual time for me to post an update, I'll be very busy this weekend. I have to do my citizenship test.. Yaay! Happy but nervous. Anyway, this chapter's songs are "Found" by Amber Run , "Je Te Laisserai des Mots" by Patrick Watson and "Hurt Like Hell" by Fleurie.  Happy reading! Thank you for the idea Mags!

"Y/n? Y/n? Why is she not responding! DO SOMETHING!" She hysterically asks as the paramedics do their job on you. The paramedics are talking to each other and picking up their pace taking care of you. "Somebody PLEASE TELL ME what is happening with HER! PLEASE!" An alarm rang in her mind. Lizzie tries to lower her voice every time she screams followed by her crying. Her tears flow nonstop for you. "Ma'am, we need you to remain calm please. We are doing our best so she can make it to the emergency unit." said one of the medic crews.

Her heart drops when she hears what the paramedic said. They put an oxygen mask on you. Her body is shaking in fear, fear of losing you. "Please baby, please don't go." She looks at your face as she whispers to herself. It shreds her heart alive seeing all the bruises on your face and your body, the wounds and your blood is all over you. Your eyes are closed and you are not moving.

Her breath gets faster from all the worry and fear she is having right now. Her heart pounded. She wants to touch you, hold your hand or even hug you to let you know that she's here with you but she can't. The paramedics get between the two of you. She looks at her shaky hands, how much of your blood is on them.

"She is unconscious. Her heartbeat and her oxygen is really weak and low. We need to hurry." One of them notified the driver. Lizzie's stomach knotted and worry gnawed at her. She is praying that you can make it and you will be okay. Her chest tightened in fear no matter how hard she tries to calm herself down and think positive.

Fortunately, the ambulance has arrived at the hospital. The paramedics quickly take you to the emergency room as Lizzie holds your hand and keeps up with their fast steps while Robbie follows from behind.

Nurses and doctors approach instantly as they communicate with the paramedics about your status. "She was attacked. Head trauma, internal injuries and broken ribs. She was stabbed and lost a lot of blood. She—" Words after words go into her mind and her head feels fuzzy, her heart drummed. She feels that the world is spinning fast and slow at the same time. Everything sounds muffled but her mind and heart wishing she can hear your voice calling her name again. She needs to hear your laughter again. Her heart is feeling heavy with sorrow.

"She's having cardiac arrest. Get the defibrillator ready." The doctor exclaimed. Then a simple long sound forced its way to her ears to hear. The pit of her stomach fell, her blood ran cold when she heard a flatline sound from where you are at.

"Noooo.. nooo! Please, please wake her up! Please don't let her go. Y/n!" Lizzie begs, she bites back a scream as she walks closer to you but Robbie grabs her hands and pulls her to his arms. "Liz, give them room so they can do their best to save her.." concern shows in Robbie's voice as he tries to calm her down.

Lizzie sees how they are rushing on everything they can do to bring you back. "Okay, it's charged." The nurse informed the doctor. "Okay, clear!" The doctor exclaims as he puts the machine's pads on you and sends electric shocks to you. Lizzie's body flinches at the same time when your body jumps from such electric shocks. Tears run down on her cheeks, her vision is blurred from the tears. "Negative, doc." She hears the words that slice her heart. "Recharge now." The doctor commands and they repeat the same action to you. Again, the view and everything she hears make her flinch, lost in her cry for you. She buries herself in Robbie's hug crying as she mumbling "Y/n, please come back for me, for us." She is scared of hearing the next word that might come to her ears, at this point she can't even look at you. Too much pain for her to bear.