A Surprise That Changed Her Life

Chapter 45: Finally

*****

Violet's POV

.

.

It was almost an hour later that the doctors came out of Brad's room, and by then, Derek was already with me outside his hospital room. He stopped his pacing and faced the doctor, "What happened? How is my son, doctor?"

I was on the verge of my sanity as I waited for the answer.

"The sudden changes in the pH of his blood had caused his heart beat to drop. We've stabilised him, Sir. He might wake up in as little as an hour, or he may not. At all. It depends on how his body reacts to it. His blood pH is changing; if it goes up, he'll wake up."

He said it as if it doesn't matter if he wakes up or not.

Derek took it hard. He slumped on a nearby chair and cried quietly.

Me, on the other hand?

I had been crying and praying for his wellbeing ever since I was kicked out of his room an hour ago. I thought I had no more tears left, but I was wrong.

I broke down again.

He wouldn't have been in this condition if he had not tried to save me. I won't be able to forgive myself if he didn't wake up. His death would be my end.

.

.

Can you fucking believe it?

It's been eighty fricking minutes and he still hasn't woken up. I think I'm going crazy.

Derek has told me multiple times in the last hour to go home and rest, as I haven't completely recovered, according to him. But I can't leave now.

"Hey, Derek?"

He slowly raised his head and looked up at me, "Yes?"

I tried to smile for his benefit, but I think it looked more like a grimace, "You look tired. Want some coffee?"

"No, Violet. I'm good," he shook his head.

But he wasn't looking good.

"Want to go talk to him? I like to think that he can hear me," I wanted to distract him from his thoughts. I know how brutal it is to listen to your mind reminding you how it's all your fault. He's gonna make himself sick.

He shrugged in a noncommittal manner, "I don't know."

"Come please," I insisted. I wanted to see him myself and to talk to him. And so much more. But most importantly, I wanted him to be alright.

Brad still looked the same; pale, weak and rugged. No matter how many times I see him in this hospital room, I still feel something tugging at my heart at the sight of him. It was heart breaking to see Brad like this.

I started my monologue as usual, "Hello, Brad. I'm back again. . . We all miss you terribly. Please wake up now, baby. . . Nothing feels good without you here. . . And would you look at that? I have someone with me today."

I gestured for Derek to say hello.

He swallowed uneasily and stepped right next to the bed and when he spoke, his voice shook with fear, love, nervousness, regret and pain, "Hello, son."

Then the unexpected happened. His heart monitored showed increased activity and his fingers twitched. It was like Derek's voice was a trigger for him to respond.

My own heart beat picked up, and I felt like my heart would beat right out of my chest. I was here daily, babbling on and on about the most mundane activities of life, and he never showed even a single sign that he was listening. But only three syllables from Derek did the trick today. It's truly remarkable, the unseen bond between a man and his father.

Derek stood there wide eyed at the sudden change, while I tried the impossible feat of controlling my heart.

The doctor entered the room only a moment after the heart monitor sped up, and started doing what he needed to. And this time, he didn't tell us to leave the room.

Derek and I stood transfixed as little by little, Brad gained consciousness.

I was speechless with joy. And I couldn't look away from Brad.

He looked dazed and weak. But he was awake. That means he was out of coma. And that means he was alright. And that means . . .

Oh my God!

Oh my God!

Oh my God!

BRAD IS FINE! HE DIDN'T LEAVE ME!

Oh my . . .

"Violet?" a hand on my shoulder brought me out of my stupor. It was Derek.

"Huh?"

"Are you okay, Violet?" Derek questioned me slowly as if talking to a little child.

I nodded enthusiastically like a little kid who has been offered unlimited candy by her mother, "Yes, yes, I am. He's awake, Derek."

He smiled kindly at me, "Yes, dear girl, he is. And now I want to see you perfectly well too."

"I'm good, Derek. Better than good, in fact," I grinned.

His reply never came.

Instead I heard my name being called weakly and my heart beat instantly went crazy.

It felt like an eternity since I last heard Brad say my name. It felt good.

My head immediately snapped in his direction and my heart skipped a beat as my eyes connected with gorgeous blue green eyes. I was held in place by the intensity of his gaze. He didn't look away and I couldn't. I felt like I'd die if I looked away. We were so caught up in that moment that even if the world had tilted on its axis, we wouldn't have noticed.

Everything melted away when he slowly moved his lips and said my name again. In that instant, no force in this universe could have stopped my feet from carrying my body to his bedside.

Without breaking the eye contact, I carefully took his hand in mine and held on to it, "B-brad? I . . ."

"Shhhhh, it's okay. I heard every word you said. I love you too," he gave my hand a weak squeeze.

Overwhelmed with emotions, I was at a loss for words. No words seemed strong enough to describe how I felt in that moment.

I was saved the trouble of finding the right words when the nurse returned to his bedside with a glass of water. As he was helped to recline a little, our enchanted bubble was burst. But even then I refused to let go of his hand and to look away from his face. He was finally awake. He was alright and he was back with me. Oh, how much my life has changed in such a short time!

.

.

♡~¤~¤~¤~¤~The End~¤~¤~¤~¤~♡

.

.

*****

First of all, thank you so much for your patience!

So how was it? What are your thoughts now?

This is the end of this book. And I want to tell you that there will be no epilogue because I want you all to think of a future for Brad and Violet. This way they can live so many alternative endings in all your imaginations. Don't forget to share them with me though. ;-)