Somewhere Only We Know

Chapter 11

Luke hadn't brought up anything about his parents the past few weeks. He was pretty silent about the whole situation. I worried about him, but I was also scared about my own self.

I had gotten out of the shower and was doing my usual night routine when I started to feel really weird. It felt really hard to breathe. I slumped against the bathroom sink, clutching my chest. No matter how hard I tried to take a deep breath, I couldn't.

The worst part was that I couldn't even scream. I thought I was going to pass out alone on my bathroom floor before I heard someone calling my name.

"Marie?" 

The footsteps got closer to the bathroom and there was a knock on the door.

"Baby? Are you okay?" 

It was Luke.

I struggled out a help and the door instantly opened. Luke looked at me in shock. He didn't know what to do at first before he rushed over to me. 

"Shit, what's going on?" Luke kept looking me up and down, trying to figure out what was happening.

I kept my hand on my chest.

Luke looked at me worriedly, he knew exactly what was going on.

He called my mom and carefully picked me up into a bridal position to carry me. My mom rushed in worriedly and knew what was going on the second her eyes landed on mine.

I was rushed into the car with Luke holding me in the back as mom drove frantically to the hospital. Mom called the doctor on speaker and was freaking out to him on the phone. 

My head felt fuzzy due to the lack of oxygen. I couldn't comprehend what was happening as it was all happening too fast.

When we got to the hospital, I was rushed inside. Luke and my mom were left in the waiting room. I knew that they were both freaked out and anxious for answers.

After I had a few tests, I was brought to a room where I was hooked up to machines and put on oxygen. I've always hated hospitals and the fact that I was even here freaked me out. I just wanted Luke and my mom to be with me.

When they were finally allowed back to see me, Luke ran over to me and kissed my forehead. He sat down next to me and mom did the same as what Luke had done. Both of them seemed relieved to be in the same room as me again.

A few moments later, Dr. Clifford walked in. His face maintained a neutral look, but I could tell that it was serious.

"Marie's lungs are starting to fail. I'm afraid that we're going to have to put her on the transplant list. She's also going to need to use an oxygen tank until we can get her the transplant." Dr.Clifford spoke.

My mom started to cry and I could feel Luke hold my hand tighter.

Numb.

That's how I felt.

This was happening a lot quicker than I thought it would.

"How long until we can get a transplant?" My mom asked.

Dr. Clifford sighed softly.

"It could be a couple of weeks or even a couple of months. We're going to do our best to bump Marie up on the list."

Mom nodded. I knew she was trying to hold it together. Her only child was dying before her eyes and there was nothing she could do to stop it. All she could do was hope and pray that the transplant surgery would happen sooner than later.