Smooth Enchantment ||P. Kane||

Chapter 13

Numb. That's how I felt. Correction, that's how I still felt.

I had to break rules to stay back at the hospital with Patrick. I'm not even supposed to stay with patients because it's a one and done deal when we help someone out. But Patrick was a much different story and person I helped out. He had to have an emergency operation once we arrived with him at the hospital, and it's been a couple of hours since then. Haven't heard anything about his condition and I was getting nervous.

"Patrick, can you hear me?" Those were the first few words I spoke out to Patrick in the back of the ambulance. Those words were the first thing I have ever said to him in weeks and it hurt me. It hurt to see how he was and the fact that I haven't said a single word to him since.

He didn't respond and it made me nervous that I was really losing him. Please, you can't take him away from me either. I already lost my mother. There wasn't much I could do for Patrick during the ride to the hospital, just chest compressions and who knows how much epi I used, but not too much to where I would get in trouble.

The tears couldn't stay back. They eventually fell down my cheeks, but I managed to hold back the sobs.

The whole memory was such a blur, even though that whole event happened not too long ago. I guess it was probably best to try and forget about it all, maybe.

I almost fell asleep in the seat I was sitting in in the waiting room. I glanced over to Sydney, she was just sitting in the seat across from me, still reading that same book for the past month. But I took notice that she was near the end of it as I at least counted only a couple pages left at the end.

I couldn't sit down in my seat no more as I was getting too anxious on what was going on with Patrick. So I stood up from my seat and made my way to the reception desk. A nurse was just sitting in her seat and messing around on her phone, obviously not paying any attention to my presence. I cleared my throat and that did nothing as her attention was still on her damn phone.

"Um, excuse me?" I asked with a little bit of annoyance in my voice. Me speaking out did get her attention, though her look towards me wasn't very happy. "I would like to know how things are going for... Patrick Kane. Do you know what's going on?"

The nurse gave me another dirty look before saying: "He was in ICU, but then he was just moved to another room after surgery. Room 312."

"Thank you," I simply said, obviously my patience levels dropped from my encounter with her and turned to head over to the elevators to make my way up to the third level of the hospital.

"Hey, wait," Sydney called out to me. I stopped walking to turn around to look at my partner "You go. I'll just wait out in the ambulance for you. Take as much time as you need."

I nodded my head and continued to walk over the elevator. I took a deep breath and pushed the up arrow button, it lit up underneath my finger as I pushed it. Here goes nothing, Mackenzie.

I was starting to get nervous. What if something happens when I'm in the room with Patrick? Sure enough, I'm going to freeze up and freak out as well only because I would feel so helpless on what I could do for him. Don't think of the worst, Mackenzie. He's going to be alright, promise yourself.

Here goes nothing. One step at a time. One foot goes into the elevator, and then the other follows. Now I wait patiently in the elevator as it trudges up to the third floor. It was lonely in here, no one else but just me. It was nice to have quiet time to myself before I go see Patrick.

It's alright, Mackenzie. Go on ahead. I thought to myself as I stepped out of the elevator and made the walk down the hallway, and it seemed like a long walk, too. My feet immediately stopped right outside of Patrick's room and I leaned up against the doorframe of the room, looking at him.