"Wake up. Ariel, wake up." I cried while shaking her. She couldn't leave this world when we left off on bad terms. I didn't want her to die with all the words I left unsaid. Everything I did had no end result. All the shaking, screaming, and crying I did, didn't get her to open her eyes. Oh, how I wished I could see her milk chocolate eyes again, so I wouldn't have this gut gnawing feeling that she could be dead right now. Everything within me ache. My heart, my throat, and even my eyes. The tears I were desperately trying to hold back were begging for release. And finally I gave in, weeping onto her damage body, feeling her shallow breathes against my skin.
By the time the ambulance arrived, I was drenched in her blood with a tear stricken face. I was the picture perfect example of mayhem and chaos. As the men rushed towards us to retrieve her body, I desperately clung onto her.
"Let go," one of the woman said soothingly as she gently tried to remove me. "You'll be able to hold onto her once we have her settled in the truck."
I begrudgingly let her go and watch the people load her onto the truck. I scurried right along after her, not wanting to be an inched apart.
"We lost her pulse," I heard one person yell, before they frantically grabbed a defibrillator.
"1...2...3... Clear." I watch her lifeless form jolt up from her previous still position. Each time I watch the current shocked her, things started to move in slow motion before me. I was noticing every little, tiny detail of Ariel and everything they did to her.
"We got a pulse," the same man yelled before they covered her face with an air mask.
It was then I reached out to squeeze her hand. The realization that she wasn't able to respond to my touch left me in a daze. I watch as they yelled and moved around the tight space, but I couldn't process anything. All I wanted was for time to fucking slow down. Everything was rushing passed me, and I wasn't quite caught up yet. It was as if everything was being fast-forward and I couldn't gain any bearings. Nothing was steady. I was left unbalance, and I wanted to regain control again. However, time has the passion of screwing people over. So I sat there trapped in my mind. Soon exhaustion took over. My body started to feel drain out of energy and that was when the pain kick in. Next thing I knew I was seeing pitch black.
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I woke up to a loud beeping noise. That with the memories of what happen flashing throughout my mind, overwhelmed my senses, leaving me suffering though a migraine. Ariel. She was dying when I last saw her. I needed to see her. I tried moving up from the position that I was in, but the stupid cast prevent any movement. After twenty minutes of starting up at the blank ceilings, a nurse finally entered my room."Oh look. You're up," she said in an awe tone.
"Yeahh, umm... did the girl who I came in with...is she...is she?" I said while my voice trailed off. The words were unable to leave my mouth.
"Alive?" The nurse finished for me.
I couldn't bear to look up to read the nurse expression, so I waited for her response while I kept my head down, picking at the sheets under me.
"Hey," she said while touching my shoulder.
"She's alive all thanks to you." I let out a sigh of relief as I finally begin to relax my body onto the bed. She's alive I thought. Alive. I turn my gaze towards the nurse who was checking my blood pressure. "Can I see her?"
"Yeah, right after the doctor comes in and clear you over. It's nice to see that someone from that gruesome accident is up." My heart dropped to the pit of my stomach.
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BitterSweet (Editing){Complete}
Storie d'amore"Life is bittersweet... But the further you travel the less it will become bitter and the more it will be sweet. Bittersweet." Ariel. It's an ironic name considering she wasn't a mermaid that was anywhere close to getting her happy ending. Pleas...