Hello Stranger- I'm a Disaster (Freddie Mercury love story)

35.) It Aint Me, Babe

"Cherie!!...Cherie!!...John- call an ambulance!" I can faintly hear the frantic screams of Veronica's voice. I can't seem to move or open my eyes. I think I'm unconscious, but then how can I hear everything going on? It all buzzed through my ears and everything sounds so far away.

I feel my body being lifted off of the cold hard floor. I feel someone holding my hand as my body shakes and there's a siren blaring in the background. Its like my mind is occupied with complete silence, anything that tries to pierce it sounds muted and too far to catch clearly.

It's now that I remember what happened. Jimmy! And Paul! And falling down the stairs..was it real? Is this real!? Or are my nightmares mixing with reality once again? Was I just reliving the past and scaring myself?

I feel my body jolt as I rise up and finally open my eyes to see a team of hospital workers crowding around me. My clothes are being ripped open and there's blood everywhere on the white sheets. So much blood. Oh my god! It really happened!!

"She's awake! Somebody sedate her now!" With my new discovery's taking up my thoughts I hadn't realized I have been screaming at the top of my lungs   What was I screaming for? Shock? Pain? Fear?

A nurse quickly stuck a needle in my IV and I laid back down again and shut my mouth. I couldn't feel anything so I'm not sure if I'm in pain. They must've already figured I'd wake up the way I did. I'm awake still watching them inspect my body, but my mind is in a tranquil state.

"Cherie..do you know where you are?," I blinked, not sure of what to say. My head was starting to feel extremely dizzy.

"H-hospital," I breathed out. My eyes keep rolling to the back of my head as I try hard to concentrate.

"Can you Tell us what happened?," the Doctors voice became fuzzy again sounding like he was underwater. I could feel myself ready to pass out.

"Jimmy...hhe pushed me down the stairs...he..not..wasn't supposed to be there...," my eye lids felt so heavy, I tried to fight against them, but I lost. My eyes closed and the last thing I remember is someone shouting to clear an O.R. for surgery.

I woke up coughing and my throat felt so rough and dry. I seen a nurse writing something down on her clipboard in front of my bed.

"Wh-" I coughed hard clearing my throat. My voice sounded so strained. "What happened?," I asked her.

She looked up from her clipboard and gave me a soft smile. "You're awake! Good. You have a lot of visitors waiting to see you. The doctor will be right in to update you on everything." She turned to leave to go call the doctor.

"Wait-wait...can you tell me..did I..did I lose the babies?," I felt tears fall from my eyes and my chest tightened waiting for her response.

"The babies are fine, dear. I just checked their vitals. Healthy heart beats!," she gave me a thumbs up and continued her way out of the room.

I slumped back into the bed. My babies are alive! Both of them! I cried tears of joy, but hysterically started to sob as realizations of what occurred sunk in. How the hell did Paul and Jimmy know each other? And why was Paul so hell bent on showing me Freddie's true colors?

Freddie....the man I so deeply love. Here I am worried about the lives of our children and he was getting around one more rendezvous before I came to stay with him. What a damn pig!!

My anger began to sizzle inside of me. It was cut short when I seen the doctor come into my room.

"Hello, Miss Santiago, lovely to see you awake. How are you feeling?," he asked, slanting his head to the side in sympathy.