Melissa has been working with Chris for a couple of weeks now--but she's feeling emotions that she never felt for Blake or anyone else. Chris finds himself admiring her smile, and savoring the sound of her laugh. Could their on-screen romance be for...
The explosion is bigger than any of us expected. I looked over to the producers and they just shrugged at me. Suddenly I heard someone yelling, "Stop! There's a complication! Don't put her in the air!" But it was too late. The stunt coordinators pushed the button for the wires to retract and Melissa was so high up. Panic filled my head. "What's going on?!" Suddenly there was a second explosion. I looked up at Melissa and I saw the fear in her eyes, the eyes that were filled with swirling colors of blue were now filled with panic.
"GET HER DOWN. SOMEBODY GET HER DOWN!" I ordered, not sure who to. I felt tears welling in my eyes. The woman I love was helpless and I couldn't do anything to save her, to protect her.
"We can't! The explosion broke the retractors. We can't get her down!" Someone yelled back.
Then the wire snapped and she was thrown around, hitting one of the support beams. I watched as her head was whipped back and hit the metal. "NO!" I screamed. I could see blood all over her face. Part of me wished she was unconscious so she couldn't feel the pain. That was all I could do to keep her safe at that moment, just to wish that she wouldn't be too hurt. Then it all happened at once. The remaining wire snapped, and she fell. I screamed an ran over to her way too still body.
"No no no no!" I sobbed, "Stay with me, Mel!" I put her head on my lap and held her. Her eyes fluttered, never constantly open or closed. "Melissa, I love you! Look at me," She was struggling to open her eyes, "I love you---so you have to stay with me, ok? I'm here, and I love you, so you have to open your eyes and stay with me!" I couldn't stop crying. I rocked back and forth with her in my arms, my hands on her face. Her blood was all over my hands and shirt, and her hair, once golden and light, was soaked in blood, now a deep red color. The wire had thrashed all over her body. The on-set medics rushed in.
"Sir, we have to take her." They said, but I couldn't move. All I could do was stare at her bloodied face and cry.
"Sir! We have to take her! She needs medical attention. You can ride along in the ambulance, but we need to take her now" They told me. I still wouldn't let go. I felt hands grab onto my shoulders to pull me away.
"NO!" I screamed trying to resist. I just wanted to hold her. They loaded her onto a gurney and into the ambulance. I climbed in as they worked to keep her alive.
"She's not breathing!" a medic exclaimed. My heart was racing, and tears streamed down my face.
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"We need to bag her!" Another medic said grabbing the ventilation pump. I just stared at her, crying. I was going to tell her I loved her tonight but was too late. I should have told her before. What she never knows how much I loved her?
"She's going into cardiac arrest. Charge the paddles," the first medic said, "She must have a broken rib crushing her aorta valve or something. Charge to 200. CLEAR!"
They placed the paddles on her chest, and I watched how her back contorted as the electricity flowed through her body. Her heart stopped, I thought. For a few fleeting moments, she was dead. I couldn't wrap my mind around the thought.
We arrived at the hospital and they started to weel her to an operating room. I run along with the gurney, holding her hand.
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We got to some double doors and a nurse had to pull me back. "Sir, you can't go past this point." She said. I stared through the glass as the doctors ran with the woman I love on a gurney. Just an hour ago I had plans for the future. I knew I would be able to see the woman I love, to laugh with her and have a life with her. Her voice, her smile, her eyes--they were all constant parts of my life that I knew I could always come back to, but now the future was so unsure. Would I be able to hold her again, or would she become a tragic memory burned into my mind?
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Author's Note
THANK YOU FOR 100 READS!! I hope you are liking this story so far! Sorry if there are some medical inaccuracies (I tried to use as much Greys Anatomy knowledge as I could lol) I will probably update later this week:)
