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They came with a stretcher. His lifeless body was lifted onto it. His beautiful blue eyes were closed. His skin pale. So unbelievably pale. His brow was covered in sweat. His hair tussled and matted.
The back of the ambulance was quiet so earily quiet it hurt my ears. The blue flashing lights were blurry through my tears. I looked at him. So peaceful, so happy. Maybe I wasn't doing the right thing. Helping him I mean. He wanted this release from life. But I needed him. He was the one thing that was holding me up. Keeping me stable. I couldn't let go of him not yet. I wasn't ready. I know I'm selfish but I wasn't going to let him die that day. Not when we needed each other most.
I held his cold hand in mine and watched his peaceful sleep. His face still stained with tears. Why was he so cold? His heartbeat was so low it was nearly not there all together.
The paramedic was doing the best he could. He used a refliburater and practiced cpr on him. Nothing worked. He stayed the same peaceful self he was when he hit the floor. His heart beat was decreasing all the time. "Is it Niamh?" He said as he looked at me. It shook me out of my trance. I nodded slowly. "Well...there's nothing I can do at the moment. Nothing is working. He may have to have a major operation depending on the damage...well try and do the best we can but...the outcome doesn't look good... His spine is broken for definite and his left ankle. I'm not sure about his hip but it doesn't look good." The paramedic stated sadly. I turn to him with a look of disbelief. Then I can't help it but I cry and cry and cry and send myself into a fit. They helped me but they were struggling to help Andy. My whole world literally just slipping away from me right now. My only reason for living just leaving me.
We pulled up at the hospital and they rushed his body out of the doors of the ambulance and through the entrance. Children with slings on were staring. I saw some people whispering. I trusted total strangers with my world's life. It was a fine line between life and death. It could be over too quickly. Way too quickly.
I wasn't allowed to follow the paramedics so I had to wait in reception. I walked over to the desk and asked the woman if I could ring my mum off the phone. She was in panic. "Niamh where are you!?" She asked worriedly. "Mum calm down. I'm at hospital." She paused. "Niamh I've been trying to ring you for hours wheres your phone and why are you in hospital what's happened?!" She screamed down the line. "Mum I know I know. My phone died and Andy he...fell from the roof." My mum gasped. "Niamh... How did he fall?" She asked more sympathetic. "He was trying to fix the cable on the roof so we could watch TV together like I wanted... He slipped." I heard sniffling down the line. "Niamh I'm coming don't worry it will be ok." I end the call after telling her I love her and then sit and wait for the news.
The next ten minutes were the longest ten minutes of my life. The doctor came in and told me to follow him to his office. "Niamh... Andy hes fine. He'll be OK. He has a slightly fractured skull and his spine is fractured at the bottom which could mean he will be paralized. However we are not yet sure. His left arm is broken in two places and his left hip is going to need replacing. He will survive though. He will be ok. " I smile and sigh with relief. And then I cry. Alot. My Andy will be OK. He will. He'll survive after all. "Thank you" I grin to the man who id never met but who id be eternally grateful to. He just nods before leaving. I stand up and leave the room.
When I get back to reception paramedics are coming in with a stretcher. The figure isn't visible. I go past two women. I over hear their conversation. " Yeah... A car crash. It was a women coming to see her daughters boyfriend in hospital. She was rushing." One of them says. "A lorry hit the back of her car. Devastating." The other shakes her head with sorrow. Then i gather all the information. I scream before running after the paramedics. I pull back the sheet to see ... Her my mum. Lifeless and cold. No heart beat. The paramedics push me back. " Please! It's my mum! I NEED to see her! Please!" They continue to push me away not listening to a word I'm saying. I just sit against the wall. Crying. Uncontrolablly. My world was falling to pieces. And those pieces were being destroyed too. Nothing was left for me. Andy was better off dead. He was suffering and I made that happen instead of leaving him to his rest. And mother was probably going to die because of me. Jack and Alice were right. I'm better off dead. Better off dead. Better off dead.
