Above All The Lows

05. JUST HOW FAST THE NIGHT CHANGES

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Beneath every strong, independent woman lies a broken little girl who had to learn how to get back up and to never depend on anyone.

-Anonymous

Emily's P.O.V.

Andrew laid one the bed, unconscious with IVs hooked to his arm and a tube passing from below his nose. It broke me. He didn't deserve any of this. Heck, we didn't deserve any of this. How can God be so cruel? He took people who mattered the most to me away from me. He does that to everyone whom I get close to. I was really scared to get close to Andrew. But I wasn't going to let my fear overcome my love for him.

I asked the nurse if I could spend some time with him alone. She was a bit apprehensive about it but permitted me to stay there for some time. She then exited the room.

"Hey little munchkin", I sat beside Andrew and said to his sleeping form. "I don't know if you can hear me, but if you can, just know that I love you forever and I am always going to protect you at all costs. You are my world. Mom and dad are not with us anymore but I'll never let you feel what I'm feeling.. I don't even have any idea how I am going to break this news to you, but we will get through this together. I promise". I get up and kiss his forehead. Tears were threatening to fall from my eyes, but I didn't dare to let them. I couldn't cry infront of Andrew, especially if he can hear me."

Suddenly my nurse came in and told me that I had to back to my room and get checked up. I didn't want to leave Andrew but I knew I had to getter better. For him. For me. For both of us. I nodded my head and started walking out of the room when the nurse suddenly said, "Don't worry, he'll be fine. He's brave and a fighter." I smiled at her.

After I was done with the checkup, the doctor told me I was totally fine and that I could go home.

Home. As if there was anything left there. I told him I am going to stay with Andrew and only go back with him. But he insisted that I should go home, get freshen up, relax a bit and then come back otherwise it might take a toll on my mental health. And as much as I wanted to stay there, I knew I needed to be fine to handle the situation.

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I reached home and unlocked the door. Empty. It was totally empty. I could still feel the presence of my parents but they are not with us anymore. I know they are watching over us from heaven. I hope I will be able to raise Andrew right. And I hope they will be proud of me.

I put the keys on the cabinet and my eyes fall upon the pictures of my family hanging on the wall. Our perfect and happy family. I sighed. I couldn't cry anymore, not because I don't want to, but because I had no energy left in me. I was completed exhausted. Physically. Emotionally. Mentally. I knew to keep up my sanity, I would have to stop thinking about the past and start focusing on the present and the future.

I got to my room and quickly got ready. I couldn't go to my parents' room right now. I just couldn't. I needed time. Time to heal. Time to get adjusted to the situation. I then had a little breakfast and returned back to the hospital. I couldn't stay away from Andrew, he could wake up at any moment and would definitely need someone.

I reached the hospital and went straight to the children's ward where Andrew was admitted. As I reached there, I saw Dr. Samuel {Andrew's doc} and the nurse looking at me with pity in their eyes. I got scared. I went upto them and they were still quiet. I panicked and asked them what was the matter.

"Ms. Anderson, I think you might want to sit down for hearing this." Dr.Samuel said. That was it. I was shitting myself thinking of what would have happened.