Need You Now (Watty Awards 2014)

Chapter 30

                          I wasn't even thinking properly as the ambulance took Eric and I to the hospital. His now tan skin was almost as white as paper. He looked so helpless, weak. There was so much I wanted to do, but couldn't. Hell, i felt helpless! Is this how i looked when i was in the hospital? As if i was hanging on for my life?  I wanted nothing more than to turn back time and put myself in his place. 

"Okay, we are starting to lose him!! We need you to talk to him!! Keep him from closing his eyes!!" The paramedic screamed at me, causing warm tears to spring to my eyes and my adrenaline pumping faster than I ever thought it could. I grabbed Eric's hand and gave it a tight squeeze, making him smile at me with loving eyes. I returned the favor with a kiss on the forehead. 

"Eric? You have to keep yourself awake okay? Never take your eyes off of me, you got it??" I yelled through the tears. He squeezed my hand, letting me know that he would agree with me. This is one of those times where he can't afford to be stubborn with me. 

"Sarah," He tried to make out, reaching his hand to my cheek. God, he was so cold it broke my heart in two.To see him like this kills me. I never thought i could care about someone this much before. And i'm not about to lose something that actually made my life make sense for the first time. 

"Keep breathing. Keep your eyes on me okay? Don't leave me." I commanded, unsuccessfully making myself look unafraid and stern. It came out in tears instead of courage. 

                 

"I wouldn't....think...of..it," He made out in a whisper. His eyes started to flutter closed but i squeezed his hand tighter. 

"NO! No don't sleep Eric! I know your tired i know. But if you sleep you won't wake up! Please, keep your eyes on me!" By the time i finished my sentence, his eyes were closed and the doctors were screaming as they took him into the emergency room. I stood there in the ambulance, completely numb. He closed his eyes. I didn't want to think of the word but it still drifts into my mind as i lay my face in my hands. 

                      I slowly make my way towards the emergency room. 

                       It felt like hours had passed. I couldn't sit in this old hospital seat anymore. My head was pounding from being so worried about Eric and had to see if he would still live. I made my way to the nurse, rubbing the back of my neck to get the cold sweat to go away. 

"Excuse me, I just want to check up on Eric. He was shot." I say, warm tears starting to form at the corners of my eyes. She smiles sympethestically. "What is your realtion?" 

"I am his sister. Please?" I beg her, putting my hands on her desk, a single tear running down my cheek. She nodded her head and allowed me to see him.

               I ran down the hospital hall, only to see him behind a glass wall. 

            I walked in, his eyes closed. I kneeled by his bed and put my head in my hands, crying, tears blurring my vision. He was back to his skin color again and i could see the bandage wrapped around his abdomen. This is all of my fault. All my fault.....

"Sarah?" I hear a familiar voice call from the front of the room. His hand lands on my shoulder and his lips landing on the top of my head, sending sparks down my body. I wanted to open my eyes and see who this boy was but i couldn't get myself to do it. I was too weak. Too depressed. Too numb. 

"Sarah....how do you know him?" He whispers in my ear as i feel a sob buliding until it bursts from my now frail body. His hand rubbed up and down my shouder. I could feel his rough fingertips on graze my cheek slightly, not on purpose. But for some strange reason, i didn't want him to stop. 

              I take the time to open my eyes slowly and turn around, to see Eddie standing above me. He is holding flowers in his hands, the color of red and white. 

"What are you doing here?" I ask abrubtly, trying to inch closer to Eric, if that is even possible. 

"Eric and I used to play football together. We also quit together. When his mom died we kind of drifted. But i had to see if he was okay," He said, dread now filling his eyes. I could see that he genuially felt sorrow and pain. That he wasn't just putting on an act. I don't know what made me do it, but as he knelt down by my side, i felt and saw my fingertips graze his cheek, just as his did mine. But once he looked at me, I quickly pulled away. 

                I don't see why i did that. My boyfriend is in the hospital dying, my ex shows up and immediatly i start showing affection to the ex. What kind of person am I? 

"The doctor said he would be fine after a week. They said he should make a pretty good recovery," He whispers by my side. I feel a weight being lifted off of my shoulders as I sigh with relief. I take hold of Eric's hand, rubbing my thumb against his palm. I feel his pulse and it gives me hope. A knowing that he is still alive. 

"Do you love him?" Eddie asks, looking at me with tears in his eyes. The question catches me totally off guard, since i had just told him off not even 24 hours ago. His eyes begged me to take him back but I honestly don't think i can. 

"Yes." I say, proudly, planting a kiss on Eric's cheek. Eddie suprises me by smiling slightly at the both of us. "He's a good guy. He's lucky." Eddie says, squeezing my shoulder. And for the first time in months, i found myself smiling back at Eddie, as if our friendship never ended. 

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