Pasty'a POV
I ran from the kitchen out of nonnatus and to the bus stop, I used my emergency five pound note and got on the first bus to the London hospital, I had to see Delia, my Delia.
Of course the bus stopped at every stop, floods of people getting on and off but I couldn't concentrate on that. My whole body was shaking I could barely breathe, people were looking at me but all I could think about was her, this was all my fault.
The bus pulled in to the London stop and I'm sure I was off that bus before it had even stopped moving. I rushed into the hospital reception, not a lot of breathe left in me, just enough to say, "miss Delia Busby", before the room went black, everyone voices were muffled and I was falling.
I woke up to a cold woman's hand on my face, I was still on the floor, Bit sure how long I'd been here for, I needed to get to Delia. As I tried to get up the woman spoke "no dear stay, we'll getting a trolley".
"Oh no" I say "I need to go" I push up in to a seated position my head still spinning.
"No you must stay, you've fainted" she says.
"I need to go and find Delia busby, she was run over on her bike, please she's a good friend I need to make sure she's okay" I persisted. I needed to be with her, sneak her sly kisses and make her better. I am a nurse. I'm all she needs.
"Okay I'll take you too her, but you must let us treat you after", she helped me off the floor and took me around the hospital onto a ward where Delia was in bed, the sight of her brought me to tears, so bruised and fragile, I held back my tears and pushed through the doors slowly walking over to delias bed.
"Delia" I say
"Oh hello, do I know you?" That sentence I was so not prepared for.
"Yes, yes you do, it's me, Patsy"
"Patsy"
"Yes that's me, I'm your friend, a very good friend"
"A friend, I don't seem to have any of those"
She was breaking my heart, she'd forgotten me. The only one who loved me and forgotten me, a tear fell down my cheek. "Why are you crying" that soft welsh concern made it so much worse.
Through my sniffles and sobs I manage to form some kind of sentence. "I-I just don't like seeing my friends this way, so fragile and hurt"
"Please don't cry"
"Delia"
"Yes"
"I'll come back and see you tomorrow, you need rest okay"
"rest, yes"
"Goodbye delia" I say and before I can hear her reply I was gone, and I wasn't going back to nonnatus. I left The hospital before that woman could catch me and try to treat me, I had to get out, this was all my fault and I had to suffer the consequences.
I arrived back in poplar around 18:15 and went straight to our new flat, we had a few bits and pieces In there from this morning but not much.
As soon as I was through those doors I let myself cry, tears were flowing for an awful long time. I was still so distraught about Delia, she was fine this morning everything seemed so perfect, so right and now everything was broken. With that thought I rushed into our kitchen and took a sharp knife out of our kitchen drawers. No one knew I was here. I was so alone, and upset. I took the knife into the bathroom and sat on the floor next to the cold bath. I lightly traced possible patterns on my arm, horizontal, vertical,diagonal but i waited before I made the first proper cut. I slashed at my skin, once, twice, thrice, and more. I pushed the bloody knife away from my as I sat and bled on my cold bathroom floor, amongst the tears and heavy breathing I some how felt calm knowing the end was in sight. It was going to be over for me. Delia would be better off without me I caused this. Me.
I was losing consciousness as fast as my arm was losing blood, I laid down, I just had to wait now, it wouldn't be much longer. I was about to close my eyes, let myself go. I'd lost most of my senses. All I had was faint sight and before my eyelids closed for what I wished would be the last time I saw someone else in my bath room. But I could stop myself from going under. was it too late?
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WHY HELLO EVERYONE. GUESS WHOS BACK. MEEEE.
So because of the new series I thought I would return to Wattpad and continue this story where I left off last year. Who's excited that I'm back. I am.
Let Me know in the comments what you think is going to happen to Patsy?
See you all soon, and I will be back this time I promise <3
