My Badass Best Friends

Chapter Twelve- And I'm back in hospital

Jordanne's POV

I don't know what happened after Ricky left, but I could tell it had ended badly. When your boyfriend and best friend have a strong hatrid for one another it's never going to be good. I don't even understand why they hate each other, they seemed fine to me before the accident. I couldn't remember everything about my past but slow remnants were starting to piece themselves together in my brain. So everyday I remembered something new, it was like a present to myself every single day. After lying around in the grass for as long as I could before I got bored I decided to go and check out my new room and my roommates since I obviously wasn't going to be allowed to share with the boys. That's the downside to having male best friends, but oh well.

I traipsed across the field back towards the compound slowly, I stopped to admire all the features of the building since I had a lot of time on my hands. Whilst admiring the gargoyles perched on stone collumns next to the entrance the sound of a distant ambulance stopped me in my tracks. On the bus ride here I had actually been paying attention to where abouts Moorefields Delinquent Camp actually was since you never know when you might need to escape and after seeing Kieran, the idea was becoming a lot more appealing that I'd of ever imagined. Moorefields was in the middle of nowhere and I seriously mean that, it had taken atleast an hour to get here from leaving the city so there was no civilization anywhere close.

Wait, that meant the ambulance was heading here.

The next thing I did was spontaneous, I bolted through the reception and upstairs towards no where in particular. I hadn't a clue where I was, the surroundings just went by in a blur. I ran through the endless halls, racing from room to room to check for the boys. My heart started slamming against my chest like a bull and I started loosing my breath.

Pant after pant, I traipsed through the rooms becoming more frantic by the second. My heart started ramming against my chest like a bulldozer. My breathing started becoming non existent, I couldn't seem to get enough air inside of me. I couldn't keep running so I had to resort to a slow walk, my back started aching, gradually the pain started becoming more intense. Long stabs of pain ran through me and I had to reside against one of the pillars. My voice became hoarse as I tried to scream out for help, still panting like a dog on a hot summers day. My legs started to buckle and I felt myself falling down onto the cold, hard floor.

My vision became blurry and the pain overcame me, I felt as if someone was tearing my limps apart and stretching every muscle out. The room started spinning, I had to struggle to stay conscious as a pool of scarlett blood started forming. The only sound I could hear was the almost silent dripping of my warm blood on the slate tiles as my eyes rolled into the back of my head.

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The next thing I remembered was waking up in a small beige room. It was quite posh and resembled a hotel with the double bed and ivory curtains and bed linen. The bed had been positioned to a chair-like stance so I was sitting up, on the wooden bedside cabinet was a heart monitor that I was hooked up to. The flashing lines were pretty steady and so the beeping wasn't too loud, in my wrist was an intravenous line and I was in taking heavy dosages of oxygen.

I didn't have a clue what was going on, the last thing I could remember was sitting near the lake with Ricky. So how did I end up here? My eyes roamed around the room until I spotted a remote with a 'CALL' button on it. I pressed it and soon enough what I presumed to be a nurse and doctor joined me.

"Oh you're awake. Hello Jordanne, I am Doctor Swayley." called the doctor, who was an overweight female who appeared to be in her late fourties as she beckoned for the nurse to check the heart monitor.

"Where am I?" I replied, this really didn't look like a hospital, it was more like a hotel suite honestly.

"You are at Moorefield Hospital, it's not far from the camp, don't worry. Anyway, we don't have that much time so you can ask us questions later." I nodded my head in reply and Doctor Swayley picked up a black clipboard that had been lying on the bare, wooden shelf opposite my bed. "You have had a heart attack Jordanne. The ambulance that was intended for Ricky Phillips had to bring you here instead. While you were still unconscious we hooked you up to an electrocardiogram. You're results are bad and you have a STEMI."

"Whats that?" I replied, I started nibbling on my lip knowing this was going to be bad.

"A STEMI is the most serious kind of heart attack you can have, you have a total blockage of the coronary artery and we need to perform a Coronary angioplasty immediately."

"Oh wow. This is bad, what exactly is going to happen?" I whispered, the heart monitor started increasing and the beeps became a little louder.

"Don't panic, all it is we insert a tiny tube with a sausage-shaped balloon at the end and then put it into a large artery in your groin or arm. It'll then be passed through your blood vessels and up to your heart, over a fine guidewire, using X-rays to guide it. Then it'll be moved into the narrowed section of your coronary artery. Once in position, the balloon will be inflated inside the narrowed part of the artery to open it wide. Anyway, we need to hurry!"

ALL IT IS! ALL IT IS! I'M HAVING A FREAKING OPERATION SO I DON'T DIE, I thought silently to myself as I was lead through the insanely white corridors of the hospital. The smell of strong disinfectant lingered on the bed linen and all throughout the hospital. Just as we rounded the operating corridor I did something totally unexpected.

Many years ago, when my mother actually loved me we used to go to church together. Ever since the night my life was ruined I stopped believing in God and faith. But in the middle of a hospital, about to go for a life-saving operation I made the sign of the cross, shakily but surely.

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Dedicated to HawkHolmes13- Amazing friend, so funny and come sup with great ideas(: On his old account he used to critique every chapter and I just wanna say THANKS;D x