Broken Hearted

Chapter 26

Chapter 26:

Cameron-

“Sir, just wait outside. She’ll be out soon” the nurse directed me to a chair right outside the CT room.

“Thanks, ma’am” I said as I sat down. She gave me a sweet smile than disappeared down the hallway. I leaned over and studied my hands, twisting the ring on my middle finger.

“Emergency Team needed at CT 2, Stat! I repeat Emergency Team needed at CT 2, Stat!” The PA system boomed. I jumped up.

“CT 2?” I questioned, I looked at the number on the door of the room Stacey was in.

CT 2

I yanked open the door and walked into the horror of the room. Stacey was lying on the CT table, her shirt had been ripped open and the doctor was doing compressions on her chest.

“What’s going on here?!” I yelled, running to Stacey’s side.

“Sir, I’m going to need you to step outside” the nurse flattened her hands on my chest and pushed me back.

“No, tell me what happened!” I yelled again

“Sorry, I’m going to need you to leave the room so the doctor can do his job”

I was passed by a large machine with paddles attached to the side, “What are they going to do with that?” I asked, watching everyone around my Stacey.

“Cameron, please” Stacey’s mother put her arm on my flexed bicep in a somewhat comforting but afraid manor.

I didn’t move. And the nurses didn’t try to move me again. The paddles were taken off the large machine and the doctor rubbed them together,

“Okay, I’m clear. Everyone clear?” The doctor shouted. Everyone lifted their hands of Stacey’s body and the doctor put the paddles to her chest. Stacey’s body arced as the wave of electricity shot through her, but there was no response

“Resume CPR" was all the doctor said and everyone started working on Stacey again. I was terrified, and I wasn't trying to hide it. I could feel the tears leaking from my eyes, why wouldn't I be crying? My beautiful Stacey was being torn away from me.

"Everyone Clear" the doctor yelled again and everyone backed away from Stacey and a shock racked her body but there was no response, "Resume CPR"

"Please, Stacey," I whispered "Please, don't go" Obviously one of the medical professionals heard me because the doctor lifted his head and glared at me.

"What's this kid doing in here?! He'll be tramatised for life!" he boomed at me and a small framed nurse came and placed her hands on my chest.

"Sir! We need you to step outside" she said calmly pushing me slightly, I finally decided to give into their requests and step outside. Stacey's mother was waiting for me when I exited her hand clasped firmly around her mouth.

"No, no, no," she whispered "This can't be happening, not Stacey." she started crying and I hugged her, cradeling her in my strong arms.

"She'll be okay, I promise" I crooned.

But deep down I think I knew that I was lying to myself.