Don't Ever Let Go (Chris Martin)

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"When I'm rolling with the punches and hope is gone, leave a light, a light on...." - Midnight

*3 days later*

Jonny's POV:

It's been a few days since Lucy was shot and the police are still looking for Carl- they've had no luck in catching the bastard yet. Lucy hasn't woken up at all, but the nurses have reassured us countless times that she's really just sleeping. She hasn't fallen into a coma or anything but we just have to wait for her body to wake up naturally... but it's so hard...

Chris hasn't left her side, only to use the bathroom and we've had to bring him clean clothes,  food and countless cups of tea/coffee trying to keep his health and spirits up but I can tell that he's struggling. The hospital staff have bent the rules backwards by letting him stay with her when he made it adamant that he wasn't leaving. I guess they didn't have the heart to kick him out given the situation. The boys and I have been taking turns to come and sit with Chris during visiting hours, to keep him company and for him to have someone to talk to- just to make sure that he doesn't shut himself off or bottle everything up again...

The other day he told me that Gwyneth has been surprisingly understanding, reassuring him that the kids were okay and promised to phone him/let him phone them when they got home from school earlier today so that he could talk to them and explain what had happened. The shock has probably made her more mellow. I haven't spoken to him since about lunch time so I don't know how they took the news... they're bound to be heartbroken.. they love and idolise Lucy so much.

I walked down the hospital corridor, glancing at my watch and seeing it was now 7pm. Visiting hours was 7-9 so We'd have a few hours to catch up. I entered Lucy's ward and smiled at the receptionist as I made my way towards the private room. I stopped at the door before entering, gazing through the window- my heart sinking at the sight in front of me.

Lucy's still lying unconscious on the hospital bed, and I saw that Chris had inevitably fallen asleep, his head lolled back against the armchair he was awkwardly folded into.
He had drawn the chair next to her bed and had his legs stretched out in front of him, arm outstretched as he held one of her hands loosely . It looked incredibly uncomfortable and it was clear that he hadn't planned to fall asleep- he simply had given the stress, worry and exhaustion of this nightmare of a situation.

I slowly pushed the door open, wincing when it squeaked and made my way into the room quietly, carefully trying not to make any sudden movements or sounds that could wake him. I know He hasn't slept much so startling him awake was the last thing I wanted to do.  I eased myself down Into the matching chair on the other side of Lucy's bed and declined against it, gazing at him intently and waited for any reaction. But he didn't stir, his eyes remained shut and his breathing stayed deep and relaxed.

He looked awful and extremely run down. I noticed that his eyes have sunken in and dark bags had set under them. The stubble on his cheeks has grown and was bordering between stubble and a beard- he definitely needs a shave. His hair was also messy and unkempt, gravity making it lie flat against his forehead. It reminded me of the times when we were on tour, usually when we were travelling. Chris was a fairly light sleeper but he'd almost always pass out anywhere from exhaustion after gigs for hours. Travelling to and from countries with drastically different time zones didn't help either ... He'd just keep going on pure adrenaline until he'd fall into a deep sleep and be dead to the world until someone woke him.

I flicked my gaze back to Lucy, who's laying on her back  still wrapped up in thick bandages; she's as white as a sheet. I still can't believe what's happened to her to be honest. It angers me how the police still haven't found Carl. They know where he lives, the places where and people he hangs out with ... why can't they just find him and send him down for life? There's no doubt that he tried to kill her the other day... surely it should be a life for a life right? Or is that only in the films?... all I know is that he should be punished, and locked up... for real this time.