A Life I Used To Know (A Hayes Grier FanFiction)

CH41- The Hospital

CHAPTER FOURTY-ONE

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Chapter 41

After doing what I thought was necessary for the wound, we helped carry Hayes back to the car and hospital. We didn't call the hospital because Hayes would've died. The car ride to the closest hospital is 3 hours, so we drove to the hospital as fast as we could, Nash drove. Everything was practically in slow motion, like in Soul Surfer when she gets her arm bitten off.

When we got to the hospital, the parametics flipped and asked what had happened, Shawn explained the whole situation. They put him back into surgery and explained to me that what I did was very dangerous, and that they're doing surgery because his leg is infected.

Elisabeth and Skylynn showed up and sort of shook us all, we were on the edge of falling asleep.

The paramedics came in and told us about Hayes' condition.

"Hayes is fine, we didn't have to stabilize him or amputate his leg. He will be in the hospital for a week in order to give him time to fight the infection in his leg. He will have to wear crutches for four weeks though."

We all could breath now. I cried even though it was good news. I didn't know why, but I just cried. What if it was my fault that Hayes' leg was infected? And what if he can't fight off the infection or something? I couldn't stop thinking about how many flaws were in the system of helping Hayes. And I couldn't stop thinking of what we could've done better. For about four hours the boys and Hayes' mom and step sister and I were tearing our hair out and the situation we we're put in was unbearable at a certain extent. We just sat and waited for the results.

A lady came back again and told us that Hayes was fine, they managed to clean the wound out from all of the wood and debris and he would be fine. We were relieved, for sure. We all were practically banging our heads against the wall waiting for that news.

I looked over at Elisabeth, crying. I looked back down and bit my lip. I couldn't lol at her without feeling guilty and getting this feeling like my stomach turned upside down. Tears streamed down my face and onto the hospital tile floor. I closed my eyes for a long while, wishing that I never said I'd kiss Matt. But it was too late for that. It was too damn late for everything. And nothing could change how Hayes looked at this situation. Either he would look at it as a cliff, and only one way off it, or he would look at it as a fork in the road.

I'm pretty sure we all felt uneasy about how Hayes would react. We didn't know how we would react to Hayes reaction. We would probably feel shook up either way.

Elisabeth would most likely never trust me again, considering that I performed unprofessional medical practice on her son in the middle of the woods with a bunch of tweezers. I couldn't bear talking to her now, and probably not for a while. I was too embarrassed and too crazily exhausted by the fact that everything I had done in the past day has gotten Hayes in the hospital to confront her. I didn't have it in mind for the near future.