Vengeance

2.8- Willow Tree March

IF THE FORMAT IS SCREWED UP IM SORRY.

We all still die. What will you leave behind? We all still die.

 

Gina’s POV

 

I could feel their eyes on me. They were burning into my back. I didn’t want to talk to them right now. I stood up and began to walk where the doctor went. I looked at the tiled floor beneath me and I put my hands into my hair.

I closed my eyes and I could see his eyes, beautiful green eyes that might not open again. I open my eyes and blink away tears that are endless. My hair falls into my face but I didn’t care. All I cared about was Harry. How he would look when I saw him.

I found the doctor leaning against a counter, writing something down in a notebook. Dr. Whetstone gave the notebook to a nurse and clicked her pen. Our eyes met and she gave me a sad smile. She walked towards me. My tears were pouring even more now.

I put a hand to my chest that felt heavy. I felt like I had a 10 pound weight on my chest. I took a deep breath in and then out. I stood a little taller. I had to be strong for Harry. What use would I be if I were a mess? Dr. Whetstone put a hand to my shoulder.

“What can I do for you darling?” She asks me.

“Is he going to die?” I ask. I had a burning desire to know. I had to know. I couldn’t keep thinking horribly about this situation if it wasn’t bad.

“He is in critical condition, but he is stable for the moment. He is on a 24 hour monitor right now. We are doing everything we can do now.” She says.

I nod and wipe my tears. Im sure I had makeup running down my face but I didn’t not care. I couldn’t care. I physically couldn’t.

“How are the other people?” I ask.

“Patient confidentiality.” She says sadly.

“Can you just tell me if anybody died?” I ask.

“No one has died.” She says.

I nod and put a hand to my forehead. “Can I see him?” I ask her.

“For a few moments yes. He will not be awake yet. He is a 24 hour induced coma. “

“Will he be able to hear me? Will he be able to move?”

“No. Due to the swelling of his bra—“ She begins.

His brain?! I start to breathe heavily and my chest constricts. How could she have not told me about his brain earlier? He could have so much damage and she didn’t even bother to tell me about this. I glare at her and hold a hand up to my hair again.