i found you.

freezing

i sat in the waiting room for what seemed like forever. i was so anxious. what happened? ugh i just need to see him. i couldn't focus on anything else. i needed to see peter. i needed to know if he was okay.

doctor clark came out and i ran to him, my heart beating faster than ever.

"what happened?" i asked.

"he stopped breathing for 2 and half minutes but we got him stable again."

thank god i thought.

"but he's suffering with major brain damage. he's been in and out of seizures for the past 8 hours. we're going to have to put him through some CAT scans to figure out the reasons for his head trauma." doctor clark said.

"o-okay. whatever you need to do" i said. "please doctor clark, save my peter."

"i'll do my best bree. he's in the best care."

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i sat back down at the waiting room with my mom. i waited. it's all i could do.

at this point, i looked like a complete mess. i hadn't showered in a week, and i haven't been eating. but i didn't care. the only thing i was worried about was peter.

doctor clark came out and told us to come with him. we followed him to this room and showed us the x-rays of peters brain and body. he told us whats been causing the seizures, and he confirmed that he'll never be able to walk again. nothing from his waist down worked.

he can never have kids. he'll never walk me down the isle. we can't run around playing laser tag. he can't drive..

my mind went blank. i couldn't hear anything, only my own thoughts.

what have i done?

i blamed myself. this is my fault.

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peter had to be put in a special room, he needed medical attention 24/7. they wouldn't let me see him. i went back to his original room and laid on his bed. i cried and cried and cried until i couldn't cry anymore.

"please let peter be okay.. please" i said aloud.

suddenly, a nurse walked in with a concerned look on her face.

"bree?" she asked me.

"yeah, that's me." i answered.

"come with me."

so i did. i followed her. she took me to peters new room. it was freezing. she saw me shiver.

"he was overheating so we had to keep the temperature down. let me grab you a blanket." the nurse said.

she wrapped a warm blanket around me.

there were 3 other doctors surrounding peter, i couldn't see him. they were pulling wires and tubes out of him and packing everything up.

"whats going on?" i asked.

the doctors turned around and moved.

there was peter. his skin pale, and lips blue and purple. there were no numbers or anything on the monitor. i looked to my left to see a doctor erase peters information from the white board. i began to panic. i dropped the blanket and walked to peters bed.

i grabbed his hand. it was freezing cold. i put my finger right below his nose. he wasn't breathing. why isn't he breathing?

i turned around to see my mom. she was crying.