Far From The Truth

Chapter 35

My eyes snapped open and the only thing I could think of doing was screaming, so that's what I did. A strangled cry escaped my lips as I thrashed around on the bed that - apparently - I had been sleeping on. I didn't remember falling asleep, but the thing I did remember doing before I fell asleep/woke up was screaming like my life depended on it. What happened to make me scream like that?

In the midst of my screaming fit, I felt a hand find mine. Then, another touched my face. The second hand's palm cupped my cheek and the thumb caressed my cheekbone, right under my left eye. That was when I snapped out of my screaming and crying tantrum. I hadn't noticed I was crying until just then.

"Nurse! Doctor! Someone help me please!" An all too familiar deep voice cried out from above me. The owner of said voice came into view a moment later. "Avril! Oh thank god. Avril, baby, are you okay? Please tell me you're okay." He begged. My eyes, blurry with tears, focused slowly onto his hazel eyes, which were red and puffy. Had he been crying? I took in the sight of his face. He looked tired, like he hadn't slept in days.

"Blaise?" I mumbled, trying out my voice.

"Avril? Baby." Blaise brought his other hand, the hand that was holding mine, up to my other cheek, so that now his hands were both cupping my cheeks affectionately.

He leaned down and pressed his lips to mine. It was hard, urgent kiss, like he was afraid this was the last time we'd ever kiss. When he backed away, he kept his face close to mine and had fresh tears forming in his eyes. Blaise began to mumble and kissed my forehead and cheeks several times, but I wasn't paying attention. I couldn't. Everything was passing in a blur. I felt like I was watching a movie that was stuck on fast forward, and there was nothing I could do to make it play at regular speed.

Blaise seemed to notice my spaced out and confused look, but I couldn't quite tell. All I could tell was that one minute we were alone, and the next there were nurses taking my blood pressure and a doctor shining an obnoxiously bright light in my eyes. I wanted to scream out at them to stop, but my vocal chords seemed to have ceased production of words. Since I couldn't scream at them, I began to cry. It seemed to be the only bodily function available to me. I cried because it was all too confusing, and everything was moving too fast. It was one of the scariest things to ever happen to me, and you can't blame me for being terrified that I couldn't take my own life off of fast forward.

Then, out of the blue, I felt a pleasurable jolt of electricity shoot up my arm. "Stop!" Blaise shouted. I could tell it was him. I could identify his voice anywhere. "Stop it! Can't you see she's terrified?!"

Everything stopped moving at a hundred miles a minute, but I kept crying. I didn't know why I was crying, probably the meds they had me on (I could only guess I was on meds since I was in the hospital). A familiar set of hands cupped my cheeks and I recognized his beautiful eyes. They were like a really pretty mix of green and light brown, but in both of them there were little flecks of blue. "Avril." His voice calmed me instantly. I went limp underneath him in relief, and let my eyelids droop.

"Avril? Avril no!" Blaise shouted, making my eyes snap open.

"Blaise? I tested my vocal chords, "Blaise, I'm so...I'm so tired..." I admitted weakly, trying to close my eyes again and hoping he would just let me sleep peacefully.

I was rudely interrupted once again, much to my disdain. "I know baby, but you need to stay awake. For me. Please." Blaise begged, moving my head so I looked him in the eyes. I felt my eyes cross and then eventually focus on his face.

In the background, I heard a man's voice. It sounded like a doctor. Blaise replied quickly, something I didn't catch, and looked back at me. He pressed his forehead to mine and closed his eyes. We both were silent for a minute, but then Blaise reopened his eyes and leaned up to kiss my forehead. He let his lips linger. "Change of plans, baby." Blaise spoke against my forehead, the feeling calming me. I suddenly found it hard to keep my eyes open. "Go to sleep. I'll be right here when you wake up." He continued, and I breathed a sigh of relief. I closed my eyes and heard faint conversation before the sound of a door opening and closing softly made me snap open my eyes in fear. Did Blaise leave me?