Cody's POV:
Erika is on the floor unconscious and I'll I'm thinking is 'you've got to be kidding me'. We just got back from the hospital. I check her pulse and listen to her breathe. Nothing seems to be out of order so I pick her up and bring her back to the hotel room.
"A little help, man," I tell Jospeh.
"Oh, shit, is she okay? Let me go call for an ambulance," he says rushing for his phone.
"Stop. Calm down. She's alright. I thought she would've been thinking clearly by now, but I guess not." I said with high expectations.
"Well, they electrocuted her.." he answers with a little rage in his eyes as that was somehow my fault.
"But she's strong.. She's gonna wake up and act like nothing's happened. Maybe it's cause she hasn't eaten yet. She should've just stayed inside." I reply, confident in Erika.
"CODY, THEY ELECTROCUTED HER!" He screams at me with such disbelief to how I'm approaching this.
"Joseph Somers-Morales, please take a breath. I already have one unconscious. I don't need another one." I tell him as cool as I can. I just need him to relax so I can focus on her.
"I'm sorry. Is she gonna be fine? I mean is this typical?" He asks with a more rash face on.
I sigh and start telling him, "Erika is resiliant and strong. You have not even see the power her brain has. Once she has her heart and mind set on something, she will go for it. I know for a fact that she wants to feel better and wants things to be back to normal. It was just a little much too soon for her brain to adjust to."
"Okay, okay. So what do we do now?" He asks nervously.
"We wait. Her vitals seem fine and she should wake up when her brain thinks it's okay to wake up. I'm gonna let her do her own thing because I don't want to aggravate after the therapy. She needs to take it a little easier." I tell him.
Joseph relaxes due to the fact of my calmness and my familiarity to the situation. I'm experienced in the art of Erika's condition. I stayed cool and collected for everyone who couldn't. I was the responsible one to take care of her. No one forced me into this, but I don't think I could ever trust anyone with this job. I would feel so guilty if I wasn't there to protect her. I love being for her. I do, I promise. I sigh, shake my head, pull up my sleeves, and get everything ready for when she wakes up.
All he does is pace up and down right outside her room. He peeks in the slightly closed door now and again to make sure she's still breathing, as if something crazy would happen in a moment's notice. I guess this an appropriate way to react to what's been happening, but since I've already been clued in, it's a bit annoying. I had no help. I never got a step by step guide or a someone else to fill me in to what she had and how she reacted to certain things. I just had to find out. I had to sit there patiently, alone waiting for her to pop up again and act like nothing has happened.
It's been about three hours. I've already wrote down a schedule of which pills to take when and have them ready for when she wakes up. I've contacted her doctor in New York to fill her in as to what's been happening. She wished I hadn't consented to the electroshock therapy, but knows I had no other choice. She's flying in tomorrow for a check up and we'll see where we'll go from there.
Me: "She's gonna be fine."
Dr. Cameron: "Ofcourse, she will. It's Erika. Cody, she will be fine. You should be doing what Erika is doing; resting. You deserve a break. Nothing's going to magically change if you take a little nap."
Me: "I know I just want to make sure I'm here if she needs anything."
Dr. Cameron: "If she really needs you, she'll wake you. Plus, I'm counting that you already have her medication lined up with a neat little schedule."
Me: "Maybe.."
Dr. Cameron: "She's lucky to have you, Cody. I'm going to be honest. This is time it's different. She did undergo the therapy. She will be subject to change if she doesn't take the right precautions."
Me: "Healthier eating. Exercise to raise her seratonin level."
Dr. Cameron: "Healthier eating? Healthy eating, Cody. This is gonna have to be strict for a while. She needs an hour of exercise a day. She will have to get regular mRI's because the relapse percentage isn't amazing. She needs something stable to channel herself into. She needs to stay local. Cody, I'm counting on you."
She wishes me a farewell and hangs up. Local. She needs to stay local.
Erika's current photography job isn't local. It's far from it and she's not just going to leave the Joseph Somo.
How am I going to tell her that she's been in a coma, that I told the doctors to electrocute her brain, and that she needs to go back to New York, and has to quit her job/ leave Joseph? Before I was hoping she'd wake up sooner, but right now I hope she takes as much time she needs so I don't have to face her. How am I supposed to tell her she needs to stop what she loves the most? How am I supposed to tear her away from her loved one? Not that it didn't make all of this easier for me. I could track how she's doing. I didn't have to worry because she's not too far and her doctor is pretty close. Cut out Joseph and maybe all this drama would stop too.
Maybe this isn't such a bad thing after all. I have legitimate reasons now, after all.
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