Turning Point

Chapter 23 - Time Of Death

-Chapter 23-

The piercing pain through my heart was hurting every second, seeing Jacob lying there unconscious and was no more in pain. His suffering and painful life had finally ended but why did I not want it that way? Would it be better for him?

A tear trickled down my cheeks as My heart raced seeing him like this. I was looking at a pale unconscious guy and the sight was scary. No matter how hard I tried to keep him from losing more blood, he just did and no matter how hard I tried telling myself, he wont die, this situition didnt really help.

I felt as though the time in my life had slowed down it's pace and everything was in slow motion. I didnt know what to feel or how I was feeling. The situition felt so surreal. Before all of this, I was just an average cheer captain, acing my test and all I had to worry about was keeping my grades. I had a few best friends and best boy friend ever keeping me alive but here I was kneeling next to a guy who I barely knew and who risked his life to help me. He was injured and I couldnt do anything to help him. Not to say injured, he was losing a huge amount of blood and his breathing was so slow. I heard many heavy footsteps rushing up the stairs. If it were the gang with weapons ready to kill us, I didnt care. I just couldnt care. I guess to my luck it wasnt them. It was also people with weapons but they were good guys. The police barged in and gestured for medics to enter as fast as possible.

They helped me up from the floor and put Jacob on the stretcher to get him into the ambulance. The police came to me and started questioning me. Asking all kinds of question but my mind was focusing, I was more concern of the guy on the edge of death. A guy I barely knew but was dying because of me.

I was in my own world as I blocked out everything from around me. They were yelling orders towards each other but I couldnt be bothered. They told me to get into the ambulance for a check up. I just did as they were told. All of this was so traumatizing. They sent a nurse to me to check everything but all I was focusing on was Jacob. They started working on Jacob, trying to give him a pulse while racing to the nearest hospital.

They started with CPR trying to get the heart pumping but after 30 times, it was still useless.

They started preparing the defibrillator machine and putting the chest pads on him. "Clear!" one of the doctors shouted and put the defibrillator on him, giving him an electric shock.

Nothing.

The heart monitor showed a continuous straight green line.

"Come on Jacob! Please!" I whispered and prayed silently at the edge of the chair I was on. "You need to survive."

"Clear!" the same doctor shouted and repeated the process all over again.

No changes.

"Clear!" he shouted again and just as he wanted to do it once more,  another doctor shouted "We got a heartbeat!"

My heart stopped for a second there. He had a heartbeat! He was going to survive!

"What is the pulse?"

I heaved out a huge breath of relief and an elated tear formed at my eyes. Hope arised as I watch the monitor showing a weak pulse.

"It's weak, but he'll pull through."

They gave him CPR again to follow through and checked it once more.

"Update me!" he ordered and told of the nurse to write something on the clipboard she was holding.

"Sir, we lost the pulse."

"Nancy, clear everything and adjust the defibrillator." he ordered.

"Done, sir." 

"Okay. Ready! And clear!"

"Nothing."

"Ready! And clear!"

"Nothing."

"Nancy, give me the time."

"Time of death is 0056hr, sir." she replied and my jaws dropped to the ground. Time of death? No!

"NO! He cant leave! Doctors! Do something! Anything! Please save him!!" I started crying and whimpering.

"I am sorry." He said.

"No! You must save him!" I said, pleading and getting down on my knees, tugging onto his coat.

"I am sorry. There was nothing I can do." he said once more but I didnt let go. Jacob didnt deserve this! He deserved to graduate high school, get a degree and get married. He deserved to live a longer life than this. He just didnt deserve a life so short and painful.

"No! Please! Save him!" I started bawling and begging but he looked at me with guilt and sympathy.

"I am sorry for what I am about to do." he told me and looked at one of the nurse nearest to him. "Sedate her." Before I knew what it meant, a needle poked into my arm and my whole body collapsed onto the floor. My energy was drained and my eyelids went heavy as I drifted off.

***

I woke up to a nice soft ground, and there was nothing around except for another person lying down.

"Omg Jacob!" I yelled and ran towards him. He was lying on a cloud.

Cloud?

"Vanessa." A familiar sweet voice said and I turned around to see who it was.

"Grandma?" I gasped, looking at her standing right behind me. She just smile and nodded.

My grandmother and I were really close but she passed away a few years ago because of cancer. We were both like best friends and it was amazing how tight we were as grandmother and grand-daughter. It was depressing when she left, that was after Cameron and I got together too. She met him and said he was a nice guy but not right for me. I dont see why but I guess maybe she knew he was going to cheat on me.

"Where am I?" I was all dressed in white. I had no idea where I was but it felt like heaven.

"You are in your dream." she replied.

"What? How? Why?"

"I needed to speak to you and this is the only way." she smiled.

"What do you want to talk to me about?"

"Jacob."

"What about him? Is he dead? Did he survive? What happened to him?"

"Tell me why do you care so much about him." she questioned nicely.

"Because he risked his life to save me and he didnt deserve all of this." I replied.

"And?"

"And nothing."

"Darling, let me give you a piece of advice before I leave, dont leave in denial and I know you have a hard time after your break up with Cameron, but life goes on, your heart moves on. Dont hold back, let your emotions flow." she said and slowly faded away.

"Grandma?!? Wait!"

"Farewell darling, I'll be watching you from above as always. Stay safe!"

"But grandma!" I said as a tear rolled down my cheeks. What did she mean? What am I holding back?