My Second Chance

Chapter fourteen: My Zane

Baden

I can hear voices in my foggy brain, but I want to ignore them.

I remember what happened and I didn't have any will to open my eyes anymore. I could quite happily never open my eyes again.

The whispers are getting louder though and more persistent. Slowly I begin to tune them in like an AM/FM radio and I slowly recognise the voices.

Mom, Dad, Zoe, Micah. I can also vaguely hear Liza, Whitney and Joe. But I didn't hear the voice I wanted to hear the most.

Because he's gone now.

The whispering has now turned into talking, loudly.
So I slowly open my eyes to everyone sitting around my Hospital bed.

"Oh she's awake" my Mom smiles, coming toward me and placing a kiss on my forehead.

I just stare at everyone in bewilderment, because they all seem to be smiling and that's when I burst into tears.

I'm feeling so depressed right now and everyone is so damn happy.
Then I begin to feel resentment toward myself for wasting mine and Zane's time together, or lack there of.
I was angry because I didn't get enough time with him.

I scrub my tears away furiously and then look around at everyone again, pissed off that they're still smiling at me.

"What the fuck are you guys smiling at?" I say between sobs.

They look at me a little shell shocked and confused.
Then Mom and Dad look at each other first before Mom turns to me and says "we're just so happy you're alive dear".
For some reason this angers me more and then I say. "Who gives a shit about me when Zane is dead" I wail in despair.

Everyone looks at each other even more confused than the last time when Zoë says "Bae, Zane's not dead. He's right next door in his own room".

I situp and my tears stop, I think my heart just stopped too "Not good" I thought for a Cardiologist.

"I visited him earlier and he's okay, more than okay actually" she reassures me.

Giving myself a little shake and confirming I am indeed okay and I have no injuries.
I get up like a woman on a war path and March straight into Zane Shepherd's Hospital room.

When I walk into his room, he looks up and gives me the most loving smile that melts my insides.
I can't even describe how relieved I am that he was still alive and looking okay.

"Hello darling, did you miss me?" He says

and that's when I wanted to slap him into next week.

"You selfish son of a bitch" I say. "You are so lucky you're still lying in that Hospital bed right now, because I'm so pissed at you right now, that I could kill you myself" I nearly scream.

Smiling broadly he replies "Ahh but you won't because you love me" he chuckles.

And that's when I would have slapped him again.

Softening his eyes at me and then turning serious, Zane stares and says "Me before you sweetheart, I will always put you ahead of me".

Falling deeper in love with Zane at that moment, I walk closer to him. Get up on his bed and crawl into his lap, I wrap my arms around his neck and hold on like I was never letting go.

~••••~

Days have passed and Zane was finally released from hospital and I was allowed to take him home. I got out a day after I woke up, in that time I managed to tie up a few loose ends while he was still in recovery.