The Disaster That Struck His Heart

THE SEARCH

I awoke in the same drafty hospital but a different cold room. My loving parents were sitting together, my father holding my crying mom in his strong arms. I rubbed my eyes and pain shot through my trembling body. More hot tears trickled done my warm cheeks. The male doctor walked in as the pain got unbearable and I screamed out.
"I have bad news. You have cancer. I'm sorry but you have to go through chemotherapy. I will be signing you a new prescription of antibiotics." I could tell that he was very sad to bring the news after seeing the pain on my face and the misery on my parents faces. His good heart was pure but his deep voice was heavy as if being held down.
"Thank you doctor," my still crying mother's voice shook as she whispered. She stood over my hospital bed and I could see her motherly face more clearly now. She wore no makeup unlike normal but did wear a kind hearted smile. My breathing got hard again and my tired eyes started to drift again. She said one thing to me that I would never forget no matter how ill I got.
"You can let go. You can go to God now," mom said crying harder. Father grabbed her gently and pulled her close into his beating chest. My failing heart started to be the only thing I could hear until everything sounded like rushing water. The heart monitor kept going though, all the doctors that had left came rushing in. I kept wheezing, not being able to breath anymore, my hurting lungs felt like they were drowning. I was coughing up hot blood causing deep red stains on the hospital blanket. The rushing doctors were trying to make mom and dad leave but I could see their scared expressions. They rushed me into a different room that a lot more scarring hospital tools. Pain shot through my whole body, burning tears drowned my hot red cheeks.
When I awoke I had a thousand different tubes and IVs in my entire aching body. My breathing wasn't as bad as it was last night. I couldn't get last night out of my burning head, mom crying and dad holding her tightly in his strong chest. The lady nurses holding my sad parents back, telling them not to go any closer and to go wait in the waiting room. The rushing doctors running around trying to save me, pushing me into the freaky operating room.
"Doctor!" A loud voice screeched but I couldn't place it. Then I realized, the annoying voice was mine. The worried doctor ran in.
"I need to leave! I need to find her! She's out ther-
"You need rest. Your body suffered a lot of trauma. Calm down," the thin man yelled. I tried to calm down but my thumping heart couldn't. I kept sniffling as the light tears rolled over my face.
"Please! I need to find her.... Pleeeee----," my voice trailed off as the drugs the doctors put in my blood streams kicked in. I awoke several long hours later and felt as if everything that had happened was just an awful nightmare. A nice young nurse said that I could go back home later that night. I knew my caring parents would drive me home but I wasn't going to stay there for long. I needed to search for her. Isabella never left my mind for even a split second after the gentle nurses told me when I could leave. I replayed the moment I seen her cuddled next to me like an adorable puppy sleeping next to its loving mother.
She was so graceful in every way that I could never say that I didn't love and admire her. I rested my eyes and took a deep breath to relieve all the painful stress put on my broad shoulders. For the first time in a long week I was relaxed and at ease. Waiting to go back home I sat watching the news until my eyes grew dreary and I couldn't hold them up much longer. Looking over the hospital bed I seen a person putting something in my IV, I didn't recognize them as one of my nurses, and when I tried to scream for a doctor my scratched voice didn't make a single pipe.
Waking from my deep and unwanted slumber the same tall doctor from last time stood in the metal door frame watching me. I knew I probably would see him again within the next couple of long weeks. He smiled and slowly walked away to help a different in need patient. My mind slipped of the mysterious person that was in the light room. I closed my burning eyes as the boring news on the old television blared.
Finally time to go home! I couldn't wait to go and search for her. I knew my loving mom would make me go to sleep right away but I would just sneak out the back blue window. When I got home I pretended to go to sleep and then I grabbed my red jacket and climbed out into the cold. I searched far and wide for Isabella. I had the whole night but while I was outside looking in the freezing cold I dropped in the glistening snow. I couldn't move even if just an inch to reach my buzzing phone. I knew this would be the end of my life so I said my goodbyes to the cold cruel world. Closing my watery a hot tear rolled down my freezing cheek as I knew I would never see Isabella again. I replayed the first time we met in my spinning head and took my last deep breathe.