Don't Let Me Fall

Chapter 18: Drowning On Dry Land

Chapter 18

"Where's Sam?" I shouted, panicked.

The paramedic didn't say anything, and instead started unbuttoning my shirt again. I would have stopped him, but didn't want to feel the pain in my shoulder again. He began applying a heart monitor to my chest.

"Where is she?" I asked again.

He still didn't answer me. I felt hot tears begin to stream down my face. This couldn't be happening, it just couldn't, not again. If anything happened to Sam, I don't know what I would do. She was my everything. Is my everything.

I sat up in hopes of seeing her next to me, but only saw an empty stretcher with a wodded up blanket laying on it.

"Where the hell is she?"

"She's in the other ambulance." He said, pushing my head back onto the pillow.

I sat back up. The medic rolled his eyes, then tried to push me back time, except this time I fought to stay up.

"Jaxon, you need to calm down, your heart is beating to fast."

"Is she alright?" I asked, not paying attention to him. He looked at me, but then didn't answer.

"Please, lay back down. Your ribs are crushed." Every second that went by seemed more and more like a dream than reality. One moment I was rushing to the school, the next minute a paramedic was trying to take my shirt off.

"F**king tell me where she is!" I yelled at him.

"Sit your ass back down." This time I didn't argue, and I laid back down, the tears still streaming from my eyes. This was my second time in an ambulance, and the first time was much more enjoyable. I thought they were supposed to be all nice and comforting, but this guy was strict, and was cussing. Maybe I was just giving him a hard time?

"This is all my fault." I said through my tears.

"This isn't your fault, and don't you think that." He put a comforting hand on my forehead. Though he had Latex gloves on, I could feel the warmth of them.

"It is my fault." I sat up again, but he let me stay up this time.

"I took my eyes off the road for one second." My sobs began to get worse, along with the pain in my side.

"The driver that hit you and Sam was drunk and he turned when he wasn't supposed to. In no way is this your fault."

"Yes it it." I could feel tears running down my cheeks, tears I didn't want to be feeling.

"Jaxon, you have several broken ribs, and I would suggest taking a few breaths of this." He held out an oxygen mask he grabbed from behind the gourney." I took it from him.

He didn't say anything but he put his hand carefully on my back, and I placed one of mine over it.

"What happens if she dies?" I asked him, hoping he had the answer.

"If she dies, that would be terrible, but if she dies, your life will go on. You will go through hell, but then after all that happens, you'll live your life."

That was a lot better of an answer than I thought I would get out of him.

"How long have you been doing this?" He raised an eyebrow.

"About a year."

Now I raised an eyebrow.

"But you know so much."

"Ya, and I wish I didn't."

He looked down at the ambulance floor.

"I lost my sister in a car accident a few years ago, drunk driver. It was the worst thing I've ever experienced, but it passed. Eventually I got to where I could think about her without any pain. Every once in a while I'll get a reminder of her and feel it, but it passes."

I wiped my eyes.

"The girl has a collapsed lung, and a blunt force trauma to the head." I heard over his radio.

I imagined my face was entirely white by now. My breathing began to get real rapid, and I couldn't swallow. My chest began to hurt, and I could feel my entire body trembling. My hands were sweaty, and I felt as if I was drowning.

"Drew get back here, I think he's having a panic attack."

The man climbed over from the passenger seat back to the back of the ambulance. He had a worried look on his face. Drew began searching for something in his medical bag, he then pulled out a needle that seemed about a foot long.

"Jaxon, please calm down." Drew then stabbed the needle into my leg.

"This will only make you a little sleepy." The other paramedic said, whose name I had neglected to ask for.

I felt myself relax within moments, but then I felt myself getting to relaxed, almost as if I was about to slip under. Deeper and deeper I fell into the sleep. I wasn't just a little sleepy, I was going out. Things began to get fuzzy, until eventually, everything went black.

Author's note

Does anyone even read the author's note? My story is beginning to come to a close. :( I don't want it to be over yet. Thank you everyone for reading, and all that everyone has contributed to my story. Thank You!