Hold on JackABoy

Chapter 10- ICU

Continuing as Marks POV

Light. I woke up to a bright light. When my eyes adjusted I woke up to the same nurse as yesterday.
"Oh, sorry Hun I wasn't tryna wake you up I just need to check your vitals." She walked over to the screen and continued typing. Then I watched her change my IV and a few other things.
"What time is it?" I asked rubbing my eyes.
"10:23 in the morning." She was very giggly. Way to giggly for the morning. Then I thought of Jack. How Jack may not make it. "H-how's Jack?" I asked. You could hear the heart monitor start to get faster. I bit my lip. I looked up at her when she didn't respond. She was looking me in the eye. At this moment the heart monitor when from rabbit to cheetah. She noticed and jumped up to my monitor. "Sir you need to calm down. You're getting to worked up." I wouldn't be so worked up if you just tell me about Jack I thought. She sighed and looked down.
"Your friend... We don't know how long he may last.... Last night he...he died. We called a code blue and they were able to bring him back but he's not as stable as we'd hoped he'd be so we don't know." I felt my heart sink. I didn't know what to do.
"Take me to see him." I said cold.
"Sir I can-" I cut her off.
"Take me to SEE him" I spat out refusing to look up from my hands. She stood there for a minute or two. None of us said anything and then she walked out. I sighed knowing that Jack may die and I didn't even get to see him one last time.
I closed my eyes. Still not moving from my current position. I heard the door open. "Come on sir" I looked up in disbelief. It was my nurse and she brought a wheel chair. She wheeled it over to my bed and helped me get into it. I stayed silent the whole time. I wheeled down the hallway and took a right, rolled onto a lift and went up to the ICU. When we got there I was met with an empty bed. I was confused. "What the.." I heard her mumble and she wheeled me a little over to a wall then pulled over. She stopped one of the ICU nurses. "Hey Linda, do you happen to remember what happened to Mr. McLoughlin?" She looked up. "Sean McLoughlin? Patient in bed 734?" I watched my nurse nod, it was always weird hearing Sean instead of Jack...I'm surprised she even knew who I was talking about. "Oh his vitals went up to where he was well enough to stay down in a normal bed." Hope. I felt hope surge through my body. He can be ok?? "Ok thank you Lin." My nurse wheeled me back the way we came.
"So he could be ok." I looked be hind me. She nodded and smiled. More hope surged through my bod, to where I felt a tiny smile grow on my face. We rolled back to the room across from mine.
As she put her hand on the door she kneeled down to speak to me. "Now remember...he may still be in bad condition. But at least he's well enough to be down here" She smiled and patted my shoulder as well as using it to push herself up. We wheeled in and she slowly pushed me up to him. His eyes were a light pink purplish. His matted green hair curled and lay flat on his face. His face was pale. So much more pale than normal. I know he's Irish but it was a sickening pale. He had stitches above his right eyebrow and a scab on his lip, which must've split. While I was taking in Jacks figure the nurse decided to check his vitals. "Wow he's doing really well for a guy who coded last night. He's even breathing on his own. He must've fought the tube. He had a feeding tube just like mine. They're very distracting. I went to grab his hand still focusing on his face when my hand hit some ridged fabric. I looked down interlocking my fingers with his. My eyes fell upon a white cloth that was around his wrist. The nurse must've noticed me looking at it. "He had some prior injuries to the crash which got disturbed in the event of the crash." She patted my shoulder. "I'll let you have some time alone with him. She walked out.
Prior injuries? I questioned. I let go of his hand and rolled his arm towards me. I couldn't take the bandage off. I rubbed it a little. Then I looked up his forearm. Scars. A lot of scars. What happened. I searched for what could of done this. But some of them looked years old. White and purple lines flat and bulgy going up his arm up to his elbow. I rubbed my finger over them and each time my finger went up over a bump I got goosebumps. He did these himself. And I just let him. I intertwined our fingers again and laid my forehead on his arm. "I'm so sorry Jack I should've noticed." I whispered to myself.
I started crying. Crying because the accident. Crying because I didn't noticed. Crying because Jack may die. Crying bec-

"Ma-Mark..."

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Sorry it's so short.

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