I waited in the lobby as Marshall played with his fingers and he sighed as I floated to the lobby. DeShaun was arguing with the front desk lady and then he took her papers and looked threw em as he found the floor for the ICU. He threw the papers at her and she sat down as he ran to the elevator. The doors creaked open and he stepped in with a tear running down his face. He adjusted his hat as he punched in the button for the ICU waiting room. We got off and he ran to Marshall who was messing with his stubble. He stood up and hugged DeShaun and I walked into my surgery room. They had gotten every piece of glass from my body and had stitched me up. There was no more blood on my face, just a couple stitches on my forehead. I had tubes in my mouth, and IV's in my veins. Heart monitors on my chest.
"Y'all think she'll be okay?" The Doctor asked looking at my face.
"She looks the same from her ID plus some stitches but for right now her body and herself needs to determine if they wanna abandon family and go to a better place or deal with the pain like everybody else." They rolled me out into the after surgery room and this is when family could come and see me. I sat in the chair next to myself and listened to my breathing. pshhhh, shhhhhhh, pshhhhhh, shhhhh. I walked to the waiting lobby as the doctor informed them about my progress. Marshall's worried look somewhat disappeared and DeShaun's tears stopped rolling.
"Like what happened?"
"She was going the right way but there was a drunk driver who is underage so we can't tell you who the hell it is. But, the young lady slammed head on to your wife as she was on her way to the tunnel by the airport and the mall. We can assume she was going to the mall and she didn't get the chance to get 2 miles down the damn road. But the cars crashing against each other lead to the breaking of her seat beat causing her to fly 20 feet from the car and face first into the snow and that's probably what saved her. She has a broken wrist and right know she's in a coma. She might be up in a day, a week, six months is the cut off here."
2 Weeks Later
I was sitting on my body and Marshall was talking to me.
"Me and Kim are back together now. Angel I didn't mean to hurt you or drag you into this situation and I fell bad. It's my fault but my heart wants what it wants and it's Kim. She's so sober and she's so happy and we aren't arguing and with us it's everyday." I looked at him and floated to the window before hearing her voice.
"Are you taking her off of life support today or what?" Kim asked holding Mario.
"Ye-"
"WHAT THE FUCK MARSHALL!" DeShaun stormed in and I looked at all the commotion.
"WHAT!"
"WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU TAKING HER OFF OF LIFE SUPPORT!" He screamed.
"SHE'S BEEN LIKE THIS FOR 2 WEEKS DO YOU THINK THAT SHE WOULD AUTOMATICALLY WAKE UP NOW!"
"SEE THAT'S YOUR PROBLEM YOU'RE NOT PATIENT." DeShaun screamed disgusted by his childhood friends behavior.
"YOU'D DO IT AND YOU KNOW IT!" Marshall screamed and then DeShaun leaped over and punched him in the face. I floated to Mario and hovered over his face with my hand.
"Momma can do it." I said and he smiled like he saw me.
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Suffocate (Sequel To: Together)
RomantizmI breathed in and wiped my face. So much shit had happened and I didn't know where I was going with my life. No husband, thanks Kim. Single Mother of two, thanks Marshall. No car of my own, thanks asshole. I was kidding myself. Nobody understood. No...
