You know that moment in movies, where everything slows down around a person. Like everything is in slow motion, like their mind can't keep up with the world? Everything becomes a blur, voices become muffled around them. Time stands still. That was my world at this moment in time. I sat sideways on the chair, my back against the world, knees hugged to my chest, head resting on my knees. I stared at the white, black splotched, tiled floor. In the time that we had been sitting here i had began to count how many people had walked in and out of the hospital doors. In the few hours we had been here, Sixty Seven people had walked through those doors, not including us. Forty Nine walking in, Eighteen walking out. Eleven of those Eighteen people left in tears. Six of those Eleven people left with a goodbye and no see you tomorrow. I didn't want to add to that number.
"I need some air" I whispered, not waiting for a reply as i stood up, making my way out of the hospital. I sat down, knees to my chest, on a little patch of grass out the front of the hospital. I placed a headphone in each ear, pressing shuffle. I let out a sigh, burying my face into my knees. You get to a point in your life, when bad things happen to you so often you just get use to it. But this. This was on a whole other level of pain and hurt. Watching the color drain from his face. His blood all over my hands. Watching as the paramedics gave him CPR, shoving tubes into his arms and a mask over his face. Watching them keep him alive in the ambulance. Screaming and crying as they wheeled him through the doors into surgery. My heart broke.
Was i going to see him alive again? That's what played over and over in my mind. If those had been my last moments of seeing him. After everything, this is how it would end? More people arrive, more people leaving in tears. Was i going to be one of them? I let out another sigh, wiping away the tears that ran down my face. "Fuck's sake" I mumbled, shaking my head. "Why are you making my life hell" I sighed, looking up at the sky slightly. "I haven't done anything bad. Or at least i don't think I've done anything bad. I'm sorry if i have, but i don't deserve this. Or maybe i do. I don't know. But haven't i hurt enough?" I cried, wiping the tears once more. "Please just don't take him away from me".
"Mam" I looked up, pulling my headphones out. "Hi, i'm Mike Donnal, the doctor who preformed the surgery. May i have a seat?" He smiled down at me. I nodded, half smiling at him as he sat beside me. "He's alive" He nodded, wrapping his arms around his knees, "But he's in critical condition." He looked at me, sorrow in his eyes. I nodded slowly, resting my chin between my knees. "He's in a coma. We are uncertain at this point in time if he will get better" Hie voice became soft, quite, like i was a cracked mirror and he was scared if he spoke to loud, i would shatter. "Fuck" I mumbled, more tears falling. "I'm sorry" I shook my head, lifting my head. "It's okay. It's very understandable. "I'll let you have your time. I will talk to your friends" He smiled, giving me a small pat on the back before making his way inside.
"Chelsi" I looked up, rolling my eyes as Chad stood in front of me. "They want to see you. Now. So you gotta come with me" He shrugged, his hands in his pockets. "No" I shook my head, standing up. "You gotta Chels" He shrugged once more, stepping towards me. "No. I don't have to do shit. He's in there because one of those mother fucker shot him. I don't have to do shit. So you can fuck off, because i'm going anywhere with your shit ass" I half yelled, earning some looks from people around us. "Chels please" He took his hands out of his pocket, running one of them through his hair. "Fuck off Chad. I don't want to see your fucking face ever again"
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Hello!! I know this one is kind of short, but i will put another part up tomorrow I promise!! I had work tonight and didn't finish until 10 and it's current;y 12:30am and my mind is blocked but i wanted to get you guys another part!! Tomorrows one will be longer i promise!! And you'll find out who got shot! xoxo
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