crushing

Chapter fourteen

Tears streaked down my cheeks. I didn't go back to sleep, I was afraid to. My monitor beeped on and off and a bright green flash fills the room. Sweat also beamed my forehead, I was laid down in my bed and staring at the ceiling. What I just saw was horrifying. Maybe the new chemo treatment caused hallucination. But what I don't understand is the chemo I had before never made me think of things like anxiety that I am afraid of happening...

I turned the TV on but the volume was silent and I watched a little bit of Ellen before my eyelids got heavy again and I almost fell asleep before a bloody scream filled the halls. I jumped and got up from my hospital bed, and brought the metal stand thing, it had wheels so it was mobile, allowing me to walk around when I felt good enough to.

I grabbed the middle part of it that had the IV needles in my arm and creaked open the door and peeked my head out so I could see if any nurses were out there. I heard another scream and I about banged my head against the frame of the door way.

I didn't care if I was barefoot, my curiosity was wondering who the scream came from. I had to figure it out. It was one of my bad traits in a hospital, if someone or something happened I had to see what the commotion was. I didn't feel comfortable if something was happening and I didn't know what was happening.

I tiptoed out of the door and into the faint, dark hallway and slowly making my way left to the hallway, to the ER room. I kept quiet and paid attention to hear where the screams of pain, or maybe sorrow were coming from.

My breath was shallow, yet shakily. I whipped my head behind me to see if anybody was coming down the hallway. When I turned back there was a doctor staring down at me with a clipboard clutched to the side of his hip.

"Aspen, why aren't you asleep?" The doctor asked.

I suddenly remembered where that voice was. I knew him. It was Dr. Reeds. He was my doctor who came for my check ups, always kind and he was always my favorite. I had no idea he worked this late at night.

I swallowed hard, "I- I couldn't sleep and then I heard a scream."

He gave a soft, soothing chuckle like he always used to do to cheer me up.

"You, and always knowing what is going on. Ah, there was a car accident. Teenage kid. You know, kids like you today." He said with a sad sigh.

"Car, accident, do you know who?" I asked.

I chewed on my lower lip, please not it be somebody I know.

He looked down at his clip board and tapped his pen on the metal tip of the clipboard, the clip part.

"Someone named Duncan, why do you know him?" He said and gave a worried smile.

OH GOD CODE RED SOMEBODY HELP OH LORD HELP ME IMMA GONNA FAINT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"Yeah, yeah. Is there a chance, I could see if it's the one I know." I croaked as little tears built up in my eyes.

"Of course, follow me, he's asleep now. We got him out from surgery." He said.

I followed him through a couple hallways before I said, "What about that scream, it sounded like a girl." I said.

"A women in labor. That's all." He said as he quietly pushed a hospital room open.

There I laid my eyes on a guy, probably in a coma, the one I knew as Ducan...