Nobody Prays for the Heartless [On hold!]

Chapter 5

April's POV

"No! It's not gonna be okay Jordan! I'm sick of you telling me that every time something goes wrong!" I screamed as I snapped my phone shut.

Jordan may be my boyfriend, but he never knew how to tell me what I needed to hear. I think in this situation though, not many people would. My best friend is in a hospital because of me and the doctors weren't letting me go see her. I felt like the biggest jerk in the world. Me and Vee were suppose to go out tonight, but I'd blown her off because Jordan was coming up from Tennessee tomorrow. I knew she hadn't gotten upset by it, she never was. She knew I never got to see him, but she wouldn't be in this mess right now if it wasn't for me. I hated myself. 

I sat down in one of the chairs and began to sob silently to myself. I cried until my eyes were dry and I didn't have the strength to keep them open any longer. 

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"Excuse me, miss?" A voice softly tried to wake me.

I peeled my eyes open unwillingly. I was just about to ignore this man and fall back asleep, when everything that had happened earlier began to flow back into my mind. My eyes snapped open and I was suddenly alert. 

"Are you one of the doctors taking care of her? Where is she? Is she okay? What's wrong with her?" The questions kept flying out of my mouth, but I couldn't stop myself. I was getting dizzy from all the adrenaline. 

"Calm down ma'am." he told me as he grabbed my shoulders to keep me from causing a scene. "She'll be okay. The operation was successful and we've moved her into an actual room where she'll be staying for the next couple of days. She has about 4 cracked ribs and there was a lot of internal bleeding we had to stop. She's probably still knocked out from the anesthetic. Why don't you go home to get some rest and come back tomorrow during visiting hours?"

"Is there any way I can go back there and see her?" I pleaded. "If she's asleep I won't wake her, I promise. I just have to see her. I have to see what I did to her." My words broke out into a whisper at the end. 

"I really don't think it's a good idea miss." He answered back apologetic. 

The tears that were swelling up in my eyes began to stream out. I was bawling in the middle of a waiting room with no hopes of seeing my best friend and what I had done to her. I'd have to wait until tomorrow evening like the kind doctor had suggested to me. I don't know how I'd get any rest with this on my shoulders and there was no way I could drive in this condition either. What are the odds they'd let me stay here? I was just as exhausted as Vee and sleeping in a hospital room to look out for my best friend sounded a lot more comfortable than lying awake all night in my own bed. Maybe I could give it a try..

"Please? I'm begging you. Her mom is out of town and she's expecting me to stay here with her. She doesn't want Veda to wake up without anyone there." 

The doctor chewed on his lip for a moment as he thought it over.

"Okay. You can stay. There's a chair in the room that pulls out as a bed. If anyone asks how old you are, tell them you're 18. She's in room 219. I'll have one of the nurses make sure you have a pillow and a blanket. Now stop crying, she's gonna be fine." He smiled soothingly at me. 

I nodded my head, grateful for what this man had done for me. I mouthed out a thank you to him and made my way up to her room. 

I reached the door with the numbers 219 on it and took a deep breath. I slowly opened the door to see Veda in a deep peaceful slumber. I tip toed myself closer, gaping in shock.

Her hair was a matted, tangled mess. Her face was covered in dark bruises that stuck out visibly against her pale skin tone. Her upper lip was slightly busted up, but it didn't look much worse than a typical cold sore. She looked so weak and fragile, like if you were to hug her too hard, she'd snap in half. Bandages covered her arms and a few spots on her face. I'd never seen her look so vulnerable before. She always looks so strong even if I can tell she's broken, but it's never been so noticeable before. It broke me to see her laying there so lifeless, with just the subtle movement of her chest moving up and down from her breathing and the beeps coming from her heart rate monitor. 

I let out a sigh in relief. I was happy, real happy. She may be in a hospital bed, but she's alive and the doctor said she'd make a speedy recovery. I always knew Vee was strong, but she always continued to amaze me even more each time her strength was tested. 

I stroked her hair and kissed her lightly on the top of her head. 

"I love you." I whispered. 

I couldn't help but to giggle afterwards though. If Vee had been conscious, she would have made a comment about 'how if anyone saw that, they'd think we were lesbians.' I didn't care how it looked though, I was just thankful she was alive. 

I was right, seeing her did ease my thoughts. Now that I saw her sleeping so peacefully, I realized how tired I was as well. I looked over to my 'bed' and felt relief when I saw that the nurse was kind enough to pull it out for me already. I kicked off my shoes in the corner and crawled under the covers. 

'Thank God I wore sweat pants today'

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I woke up in what seemed minutes later to a loud beep that was dragging on. My eyes fluttered open and I jolted out of bed. I pressed the red, nurse button and darted for the door.

"CAN WE GET A DOCTOR IN HERE?!"