I Can Save You (Ddlg)

C.2- Hospital

An//: Listen to Wires by Athlete and it will really set it up, if that makes sense.

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Anya

She woke up to the sound of a steady beeping and water dripping. Her suroundings appeared to be different than what she last remembers. She opened her eyes and saw a heart monitor and an IV in her arm.

Where am I? Why do I feel so tired and why do my lungs and chest ache?

"Well, that would be because you decided to jump off of the city bridge into the ice cold water that also happened to get higher since it rained all of yesterday. Oh, and you're at the hospital. Can I get you some water, honey? Oh wait never mine that's kind of rude and weird right? You've had enough of that today, don't you think?" The older woman asked with a southern accent.

"Um-I-uh, I'm fine thank you. I- uh- erm-."

The sweet woman smoothed out her blankets and bushes her, "Quite now, sweet pea. I know its overwhelming, but it will get better. Especially when you have a young handsome man, like you did, looking out for you. He's a real gentle men, you know," she rambled on.

Wow, this woman- um, Deborah, sure does talk a lot, but I like it.

"Oh yeah. He's, um, I actually don't know. I don't know him."

Deborah, looked surprised at what she heard, but just kept working on writing whatever she was writing. "Well, its clear that you are alright, but I really need to get your name and date of birth so we can see if we can get incontact with any family. Oh and I'm your nurse by the way!"

"Ha, what family?" she said more to herself than to the nurse and finished with a hurt look, "my name is Anya Lorenzo and I was born Sept. 13th 1995."
Deborah wrote down the information and went to leave before she added, "Oh, and the handsome stranger left you a note," she giggled as she dissapeared down the hall.

She turned to see at her bed side table a piece of torn paper that read,

I told you I was a good swimmer.
Ps. I can still save you.
-Mikal

Who does this guy think he is, I mean yeah it's sweet, but why does he care so much?

Right after she finished reading the note the docter came in to ask her questions, which she answered truthfully for the most part. If it had anything to do with the cuts they found in her body, than she would try to avoid it.

I guess I can't avoid it anymore seeing as they are now somewhat infected from the water, great. Just great. On top of failing to kill myself I now am going to have to find the money to pay for being at this stupid hospital for who knows how long.

"Doctor, is she-" right when he saw her he ran to the bed side to check her face, again suprising both of them.

"Are you okay? How do you feel? Please don't be mad at me." He was in some fresh clothes and had another pair in his hands before he dropped them to check on her.

Oh my gosh. Is he serious? Mmmmmhh, his hands are so soft. NO! Anya, no! Just because the guy who saved you is ridiculously attractive and has soft hands and is conserned about, means nothing. Stop blushing, you stupid cheeks. Wait, did he bring clothes for me? Aye Dios I swear, I can't take his sweetness.

He looked at her patiently, caressing the outline of her face while she stared at him blankly.
"I'm-uhhhh- I'm fine, thank you for asking."

Real smooth, stupid. Stutter and make it obvious.

The Doctor interrupted their little moment to ask more questions, like do you two know each other, and is he your boyfriend, that one definitly made Anya blush. Anya and Mikal were answering th questions and now that they know each others names, the feeling of familularity has come back stronger.

I know for sure, that I had known him one time or another. Yeah, Mikal.

The doctor left her alone to speak with Mikal outside for a bit. They thought Anya wouldn't hear, but they were wrong.

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Mikal

"YOU WANT TO SEND HER WHERE?"

I am so furious! They want to take my Anya to a freaking crazy house all, because she tried to comment suicide. I mean I fully understand the weight of what she did, but clearly she did it for a reason, so she isn't crazy but damaged and hurt not insane.

"Sir, please keep your voice down," the doctor asked. "It's not like a crazy house or anything it's like a rehab center in the hospital and then she will stay there until she heals and then send her to a care home. Sir, a care home isn't a looney bin its a place for people with a troubles, she has no immediate family and from what we found out about her she could have some mental problems and we want to help,that is all."

HA! That's all my ass! They are not doing that to her, she needs one on one time with someone, something she doesn't get enough of. You can tell just by looking in her eyes. When I saw her look at me from the edge of that bridge at some point I could see a small hurt child, just wanting to be held, which is what I plan on doing.

"No, you won't be. I will take her home so she can be under my care and I will also pay her hospital bill, and even if she does have a mental problem she shouldn't be treated as a crazy person or semt to some dumb care home. I will be there for her and my house can be her 'care home' and that is all," he said with a very dominating tone.

The doctor looked a little shocked, but understood by Mikal's voice that the young man wouldn't take no for an answer.

"Ugh, alright. You can take her, but you will need to pick up her medication. It's some antidepressants and tablets for her cuts not to get infected. And please be sure to take her to a counselor or something, she has so much life I would hate to see her waiste it. But we really do need her to stay overnight and I would suggest you stay too, since you both jumped into that water. There is a chance of a cold. Also I don't want to freak you out, but she might have an eating disorder, for her height and body type she should weigh more than she does. " He looked at Mikal with a type of annoyance, and worry that the young man may have too much on his plate, but by the look in Mikal's eye, he seemed to trust him.

"Thank you sir, I will be sure to stay with her and keep the both of us warm. I appreciate you letting me care for her."

The doctor smirked and walked of explaining some things to the nurse about the change in plans.

Now, how to tell her all of this?

Mikal didn't even get to walk through the door fully before Anya bombarded him with questions.

"Why are you doing all this for me? I don't get it, you don't even know me and you already saved my once and are now doing it again by not getting me sent to a looney bin. Just, why?"

How do I say it without sounding crazy or creepy?

"I just want to help you. I know for sure that I know you, I just don't know from where yet. I don't want anything from you either, if you were wondering. I don't know why but I just really want to help you for some reason. I said it a few times before and I'll say it again. I can save you and I will. Now go to sleep, you need it."

She seemed to accept it as an answer, or maybe she was too stunned by his kindness to know what else to say.

"Thank You, Mikal. I owe you," she whisper the last part as she closed her big brown eyes and rested.

Mikal pushed her hair aside from her face a bit and kissed her forehead, "Goodnight, Princess."

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