I took a breath, the air tasted musty. Breathing made me feel as if my ribs were cracking; the sound that autumn leaves made when you step on them.
I opened one eye slowly, dried blood rejecting the light that filled my vision.
I was in hospital.I tried moving my arm, but the cast stiffened. I must have broken it. The rest of my body felt okay, i could bend my knees and move my eyes to look at the hospital ward. I guess i was lucky.
The beeping of heart-rate monitors echoed through my brain painfully; causing my head to throb, and as i gazed up at the white lampshade, a voice broke the peace.
"Hello, i see your awake."
The nurse quickly drifted towards the side of the hospital bed i was stuck in and fiddled with the wires sticking out of my skin left, right and centre. Her chocoloate brown hair fell freely down past her shoulders. I could feel the tape snag as she caught her arm on one of five wires. I groaned in pain; angry at the nurse for being so clumsy.
"Im so sorry" she laughed; her smile disapearing as she saw the glare i shot at her.
She cleared her throat and trotted back towards the door; stumbling on a small pile of bed sheets that were meant to be in the wash which made me chuckle. This wasn't luxury, but it will do.I closed my eyes; trying to remember how i got here. A loud bang thundered through the hallways causing my thoughts to be dragged back to the car crash, the sight of sam; his blood soaked shirt coming into view. I remember.
"Sam.." i whispered. Was he okay? I had no idea what state he was in, but i knew it wasn't good. I closed my eyes tightly and sat up, making sure my left arm stayed still so that no more wires would tear away. I sweeped my fringe to the side with my right hand, realising that the dried blood had been washed off...most of it anyway.
"Where do you think your going miss? Your not ready to walk yet, you might fall over!"
I groaned, nurce clumsy is back again, this time holding a clipboard and pen.
"I need to go. I need to see if sam is okay.."
i said, my voice high pitched in panic. My heart thumped, feeling like it would burst out of my chest.
"Sam? He's in the room next door, he's stable at the moment. He may be going into surgery soon." The word surgery stabbed me, was his injuries that bad?The nurse stepped closer, pushing me slowly down so that i was leaning against the backboard.
"A few more days, and you will be able to leave. As far as we can see, you are making progress. You hit your head hard in the crash, but you will be okay as long as you take it easy."
I rolled my eyes.
I'v always hated when people make a fuss, i always have done.
Sam stayed in my thoughts like a shadow, always there. The nurse kept me updated on small details until i was able to leave the bed i was stuck in for the last two days.I shuffled to the room next door where the nurse told me Sam was staying. I hope he is okay. I peaked round the door, resting my hand on the wall dividing me from the room. There he layed, both legs in casts and a bandage wrapped around his head. The sight made my heart shatter. Why him?
Rubbing my teary eyes dry, i entered the room and sat on the edge of the bed carefully avoiding the life-saving wires. My eyes met his, they seemed darker than before; worn out.
"How you feeling babe?" I asked, slipping my hand into his. He breathed in and huffed: i knew he wasn't okay...it was obvious.
"Been better, glad you are okay though."
He always puts others worries before his own, hes always been that way; sweet and selfless.
I smiled at him, but not a normal smile, a sad smile, more like a fake one you pull when taking a school photo.I leaned over and gave him kiss, trying to avoid the cuts, they must me painful to touch. He moved his arm to wrap around me; i loved the way he did that. It made me feel safe.
"The doctor spoke to me today." His voice made me jump, it was so silent before, yet his voice was soothing.
"He told me that.." tears flooded his eyes. "He told me that my legs are useless...i won't be able to walk again."
I couldn't believe what i was hearing. It broke my heart to hear such bad news.
I wanted to tell him it will be okay, like in every bad situation we faced..but this is different because we both know it won't be.
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Stay Awake
RomanceThe crash changed him. Not just physically, but mentally too. He has always been determined to try new things, and after the news that he will never walk again, he was deperate for a solution. I helped him form a cure. But something went wrong and t...