Take Me From The Hospital Bed (Ferard)

Chapter 4

woo look. updating. last chapter. promise. Hope y'all like it. I am so sorry it took so long. Last chapter was 11 months ago D: I don't particularly like the way this chapter turned out and I may edit later but until then

After we finished eating, I put the food back into the picnic basket and we just laid there holding hands and staring up at the clouds.

"That one looks like a clover," I said, pointing to a cloud.

"That one looks like a bunny," Frank giggled and we fell back into a comfortable silence.

"So, Frankie. Anything else you'd like to do today?" I asked. I glanced over to see him sleeping. "Really, Frankie?" I sat up and nudged him gently. "Your day off and you fall asleep." I nudged him slightly harder this time. "Frank? Frank!" I was shaking him now. "C'mon, Frankie. You're still breathing. You gotta wake up!" I pulled out my cell and dialed 911; by the time the operator was on the phone, I was crying.

"911 What's your emergency?"

"I-it's my b-boyfriend. He won't w-wake up. I-I need an ambulance. Fifth and Cervantes. T-there's a tree house in the p-park."

"We'll be right there."

"Frank! Frank you have to get up. You have to." I checked to make sure Frank was still breathing; he was, but shallowly. Eventually an ambulance arrived and loaded him onto a gurney. I rode with in the ambulance with him back to the hospital. It was as if everything happened in slow motion. They took him in through the emergency room and wouldn't let me through. Karina came out and waited with me until they let me go back in to see him. The doctors told me I should say goodbye. How do you say goodbye to the one you love? There aren't even words.

I went into his room and sat with him. He wasn't conscious, but I stayed with him. After around two hours, Karina came and waited by the door.

"You should call it."

"What?" she questioned.

"He's on life support isn't he?" I asked quietly and glanced at her. Her only response was a solemn nod. "You should call time of death then. He wouldn't have wanted to be living on something artificial." Karina walked further into the room and turned off the machines that were keeping Frank alive. I squeezed my eyes shut and let the tears fall as she turned off the machine that was now flat lining.

"I know you want to be alone right now, but it'll be okay. Just remember that."

I was silent. I wanted to be angry at her. I wanted to yell and scream about how it wasn't fair. Curse at everything under the sun about how Frank deserved to live. Curse his mom for abandoning him and in turn making him abandon hope. But there wouldn't have been any point to it.

"I know," I whispered into the empty room. Long after Karina was gone and they had taken Frank away. It would be okay. Not today and not tomorrow, maybe not for a long time, but it would eventually.