Chapter 6: The Speech

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I held her right hand squeezing it tighly. "Im never gunna let go Lucy, NEVER!" I yelled as her grip started to loosen.

"Its not quick and easy Ellie, its slow and painful" She cried as her hand had no more strength to hold on.

I sobbed holding onto her hand with both mine. Can she get treatment for it? Can she be saved? Will she get her arm back? Or is none of that gunna happen cause she dead? My head fell to her cheast as i heard a small heart beat dying off. "Shes still alive" I wispered. "For now, that is".

The 5 guys never left her sight, not until the ambulance came. The pool of blood had faded away as they stuffed her onto the stretcher. I ran in with Patrick while we prayed. The sirens went on and we were on our way. 'This is all my fault! If i had just helped her out she wouldnt be onto her final moments right now!' I thought silently sobbing. "Its gunna be okay, God meant for this to happen. Hes not gunna let us suffer to loose a 4th family member, trust me. She'll be fine," Patrick wispered.

"I-I cant though, i just-" I stopped myself looking over at Lucy.

"I cant beleive i did this to her" I finished as we took a turn.

"You didnt know Ellie, you didnt know she would get bit. Its not your fault, you were just joking around, yah know its really the sharks fault," He said making me giggle.

My smile went down as we got there. They rushed her out as everyone crowded. "Excuse me, but howd this happen?" One of the news reporters butted in.

"Yes and why, when, and where?" Another one asked.

"Get out of my way!" I screamed pushing everyone away from the stretcher.

"Its none of your bissness! All of you! You know im ashamed of you, making us stop wheeling her to safety by throwing your backstabbing bodies in front of the only possible way to save my sister! Tsk tsk!" I shouted back at them.

I turned around and shot through the doors that they went through. I looked around at all the unfamiliar faces. "Girl, no arm, anyone seen her? Where is she?!" I cried waiting for someone to answer.

Everyone started blabbering different things as i stormed out. "Fine then ill find her myself!" I yelled running through the halls.

"Lucy! LUCY! LUCY!!!!!!" I screamed.

I stopped in my track plopping on the floor and silently crying. "Excuse me" A chinease ladys squeky voice broke my 'moment'. "Lucy? Lucy Prema? Loss of blood and arm? Shark attack perhaps?"

"Mhm, mhm, go on!" I shot up, bulging eyes.

"Yes, yes, blonde hair brown dyer eyes? Like you! You, you have da same ting!" She said puzzling it all together.

"Mhm yeah, WHERE IS SHE?!" I asked nodding my head then rolling my eyes.

"Ohh yes ma'am room, hmm, where is it? Umm onea second, i uhh, hmm where did i put it?" She flipped through her papers as i stood there tapping my foot.

"GI'ME THAT!" I yelled ripping the papers outta her hand.

I flipped through and saw her page room 'J 13'. "Ouuh! She up! All da way to de top!" She said pointing up.

"Okay thanks" I said dropping er papers on the ground and running to the stairs.

No time for elevators right now with the weird cheesy music. When i finally got to the top i was exausted but i just kept going, pushing past it. When i got to the room i ran in with a wrapped up Lucy. "What happened? We lost yah," Patrick said rubbing Lucys limb.

"Lets just say i gave a little 'Speech'" I chuckled sitting down in one of the shiny blue chairs.

He chuckled sitting next to me. "What exactly happened?" He asked.

"I just gave them a peice of me, yah know-" He cut me off.

"No i mean, with Lucy, howd it-" He stopped probably not knowing how to put it in words.

"Howd she-" He stopped once more as the nurse walked in.

"Hello my name is Kelly Mands and i will be your nurse for the day, the docters with be in shortly to get Lucy into therapy," She weakily smiled glancing over at Lucy.

She was about to walked out as i stopped her. "Wait!" I called. "Is she gunna be okay?" I asked.

"Do you want the real answer or the non-hurtful answer?" She asked spinning around.

"Real."

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