The lady at the front desk was to busy chatting with the chick next to her and I couldnt wait any longer, I had to see Patrick. I basically ran around the hospital and finally asked the first nurse i saw if she knew where Patrick was. She had a very aggressive, manly voice, she was kinda scary but she told me where Patrick's room was and thats all that mattered.
I entered the room, John was sitting right next to Patrick. Laughing. "John What the fuck? how dare you show up here after what happened?"
He stood up and looked at me with a huge smile on his face, "Well I needed to see how massive my destruction was."
He couldnt have done this to Patrick, he just couldnt have. "What do you mean?"
"Dont act stupid, Hugh I did this to him you see while i was at your house i called a few of my mates from high school they are willing to do anything for a few bucks so i hired them to cause Patrick to crash into that old tree by the main road. Dont you see Hugh? if he dies we can be together again and you dont have to feel bad." He kept that stupid fucking smile on his my blood started to boil part of me wanted to rip him to shreds and feed his bits to my neighbors dogs. But sadly that would put me in jail then i couldnt take care of Patrick while he got better.
"Get The Fuck Out before i fucking kill you."
" Babe you know you dont want to do that but ill leave only because i love you." He tried to kiss me on his way out but i pushed him as hard as i could and he fell on the floor. Soon after he was gone.
I sat next to Patricks bed; I took ahold of his hand and stared at his face which was extremely pale and covered in cuts, "Patrick, im so sorry i honestly am im not even sure if you can hear me but please come back to me, i wouldnt want to live in a world without you. its so weird seeing you like this, lifeless i miss that dorky smile you made at me whenever you saw me i miss those cheesy jokes you would tell me i miss you so please please come back to me, I love you i swear i do." i leaned in an gave him a gentle kiss on his lips trying to move the tubes in his nose which were allowing him to breathe. I held his hand and just stared at him.
After a few minutes of silence Patrick's heart started to give up, "NURSE HELP SOMEONE HELP, Patrick now is not your time to go stay with me stay with me!" the nurses and the doctor started to rush in i stepped out of the room i couldnt handle this i dont think ive ever cried so hard in my life. If he doesnt live i dont think i can live with the pain i feel in my chest.
I waited for what seemed years, "Hes stable, you can go back in if youd like." the kind nurse left and i stepped back into the room.
Thank god he was stable. I took my place next to him and took ahold of his hand again lightly squeezing it. I watched the clock tik by hours and hours, it was nearly 6am and i hadnt gotten any sleep but i felt my eyes shut on me and i decided to get a bit of rest. I drifted asleep making sure not to let go of Patrick's hand.
