Holding On To Forever

Chapter 2

*Santanna's Point Of View*

2 minutes before the call to Bristol

"Guys, they're gone..." Someone said as I flatlined. Andy had been in and out of flatline, and they kept shocking his heart, but finally they gave up.

1 minute after the call

"A-Andy please. Please, no." I screamed in my head. My eyes were closed and I couldn't move or talk, but I could hear and think.

"I've gotta make it through this. I can't go now. I need to be there for Bristol, and Ashley, and those kids. I also need to be there for Andy. He's gonna make it. He has to. He can't die. Not now. Not yet." I thought to myself. All of a sudden I got all of my feeling back.

"Her pulse back! Shock him again!" Someone shouted.

That's it. That's what I have to do. I have to believe. I have to pray.

"Dear God, please let us make it through this. I need Andy, and he needs me. And my best friend. I need her. Please, just let us make it through this." I screamed in my head. I reached my hand over and grabber a hold of Andy's. I know he was an atheist and didn't believe, but I held onto his hand and I prayed. I prayed like my life depended on it, and well, frankly it did.

"Please God. Please. I need him." I said. I felt Andy stir under my touch. I smiled and opened my eyes. Turning my head towards him, I squeezed his hand tighter, hoping that it would wake him.

"Andy..." I whispered. A tear rolled down my cheek as I caught a glimpse of his beaten up face. They're were bruises and cuts all over him, and he almost didn't look like Andy.

"Hey. Hey! Can you hear me?" A man shouted in my face. I nodded as he waved his hand in front of me. I watched as they shocked Andy one more time. His eyes slowly fluttered open and he immediately looked over in my direction. A smile broke across his face when he saw that I was awake as well. He squeezed my hand and mouthed "I love you."

We arrived at the hospital within 30 seconds of Andy waking up, and we were rushed into rooms.