Bloom || Gilbert Blythe || COMPLETED

Part 17

Charlotte ||

Charlotte went home that night dizzy. She went upstairs and laid on her bed. She stared at the ceiling in awe. She still felt the kiss on her lips. She slowly fell asleep thinking about Gilbert. 

"Charlotte!" Cole screamed shaking her awake, "Wake up! It's Gilbert!" Charlotte panicked at the words "it's Gilbert" She sprung out and ran after her brother. "What happened?" She asked.  "He almost drowned," Cole answered. Charlotte's eyes widened. She pushed past her brother and began running towards Gilbert's home. She's been in this situation before, but she's never worried about Gilbert this much. 

Charlotte almost couldn't breathe once she reached Gilbert's home. She burst in. She ran to Gilbert's room to see a doctor and Bash, huddled around Gilbert's bed. "What happened?" She asked again needing an explanation. Bash looked at Charlotte with sad eyes. "I found him washed up on the beach I'm guessing he tried swimming," Bash explained. Charlotte was still confused as to why he would even try. He can't swim why would he try. Did he really hate her, and just wanted to end his life. Bash moved as Charlotte made her way over to Gilbert's bedside. She cried as she grabbed his hand. "Is he dead?" Charlotte asked the doctor. "No," Charlotte let out a breath of relief, "But he might not wake for a few days," He explained. "Days!" She exclaimed. "He almost drowned he's currently in a coma," The doctor replied, "I suspect it's because his body is in shock. He will wake soon," 

Charlotte sat by Gilbert's bedside the rest of the day. Yet again something good was being taken away from her. That kiss with Gilbert made her feel alive. He made her feel like she was on fire, and could do anything. Charlotte was so used to being bashed, then Gilbert helped her. She also helped him. When Gilbert's father died he had no one. Charlotte was his friend and was nice to him. Look where they are now. Charlotte couldn't figure out why Gilbert would even try to swim. She thought about it all day long as she watched his pale body, praying his eyes would flutter open and he would tell her everything is okay. 

*the next day*

Charlotte made her way back to Gilbert's house. She barely slept last night because she was so worried. She barely ate yesterday either because she felt like she would throw up, but this morning she ate a muffin. 

Charlotte entered Gilbert's home and greeted Bash. She then went and sat down next to Gilbert in his room. She stared at his still face and his body that was slowly moving up and down. She admires Gilbert so much. These past few days have made her think about having a future with Gilbert. She would think about little Gilberts and Charlottes running around while she cooks in the kitchen, and he's milking the cow out on the farm. Charlotte knows she won't be the best wife, but hopefully a good enough one for Gilbert. They haven't talked about marriage. They haven't even talked about a relationship. Charlotte loves Gilbert though, and when you love somebody as much as Charlotte loves Gilbert all you can have is hope they love you back. 

Later on in the afternoon a few of Gilbert's friends arrived. Such as all the boys in the class, even Billy, and a few girls, Ruby, Tillie, and Anne. Some were shocked that Charlotte was sitting in the corner with her tear stained face, while others were not. Anne ran up to Charlotte and hugged her right away. 

"I tried coming yesterday but Marilla wouldn't let because she said to give Bash some space, but I knew she meant you," Anne babbled to Charlotte. "How bad is it?" Anne asked letting go of Charlotte. "The doctor said he might not wake for days," Charlotte told everybody. Some people gasped, and then Ruby burst into tears. Charlotte wanted to slap her across the face. Ruby has no right to cry over Gilbert who is one of her silly crushes. Charlotte loves Gilbert, and she's pretty sure he loves her. Charlotte sat down before she swung at anyone and grabbed Gilbert's hand. "He's really cold so I put a bunch of blankets on him," Charlotte said as she felt the cold of Gilbert's icy hand course through her veins. A lot of them nodded, understanding. "Come on boys let's get out of this freak show," Billy said to his friends as he began leaving the room. Charlotte was furious. How dare he call her a freak, and Gilbert while he's in a coma. She stood up grabbed his arm and slapped him. "Don't you dare speak that way," She said in a menacing tone. "What's going to happen the corpse of Gilbert is suddenly going to punch me," Billy remarked. "No because he is not a corpse and no because I will," Charlotte smirked then punched him in the jaw. "Now get out of here I don't want to see your face!" She screamed. 

Everybody decided to leave after that. Charlotte sat silently by Gilbert's bedside holding his cold hand and cried. She had stayed strong that day, but this was her breaking point. "Come back Gilbert," She whispered. "I need you to come back,"

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