Sucide!?

A Miracle But Better

I ran over to the ambulance to see I Jill was right. And to my highest joy, she was. I saw the love of my life, laying down in a stretcher. She had blood on her skirt, her blond hair was all rated up, and her makeup was all over her face. I could care less what she looked like, she was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen in my life. I walked over to the ambulance, and explained who I was. The female paramedic looked over at me and said I could come on in. I jumped in and sat down on the bench right next to her limp body. I looked over at the heart rate monitor, and saw that her heart rate was a little slower than normal. But, not by a significant amount. I looked over at the doctors and smiled "thank you so much for keeping her alive." The doctors looked over at me and smiled. "Well, you have to take good care of her." "I will, I promise." I looked back down at her knocked out form on the bed. A few minutes later, the main doctor walked over to me, followed by Jill and Bart. "We are trying everything we can to keep her up and running. But, with this tiny ambulance, we can't really do much. We are having to transfer her to the hospital on March St." I looked over at Jill and Bart. There faces were stone cold now. The doctor cleared his throat. "Um..we can only fit one of the seven close friends and family on.." Bart looked down at Jill and she nodded her head slightly. She then looked over at me and said. " Jackson..we want you to stay in here with our girl. Take care of her, we will meet you with the others at the hospital." I smiled and nodded back, showing that I understood. The driver looked back at me from the front and smiled "Let's get this girl back alive." I smiled and grabbed her hand, squeezed it. "Yeah let's get EllaRose back."