THE DEAL | ✔️

CHAPTER 36

Jade's POV

It's been three months since the fateful incident took place.

Three months since Dax was critical.

Three months since Fizzy died.

Fizzy's funeral was devastatingly beautiful.

Although just few of her family and close ones were present, there were plenty of flowers.

She looked like an angel in a white dress.

I couldn't stop crying for that entire day.

Jamie and I sat at her grave until it was late in the evening and were forced by our parents to head home.

I closed my eyes, in order to refrain from any further thoughts of that sad day.

I've been spending the nights with Dax ever since then and nothing's really changed.

I've been reading, singing and talking to Dax, and all I get is the sound of the machines beeping in response.

There was a knock on the door and I turned around to look.

A nurse stuck her head inside and spoke, "Mrs Langford, the doctor would like to see you now".

"Yeah, I'll be there", I said as she walked in.

"I'll watch him until you're back", she said and smiled warmly.

"Thanks, Andrea", I said before walking out of the room.

I walked down the hallway and towards Dr Grey's cabin.

I knocked the door and smiled at my parents in law who were already seated in his cabin.

Alex nodded and I returned it back.

"Hello, Mrs Langford", Dr Grey greeted and I smiled.

"Hello, Dr Grey".

"Well, I wanted to discuss about Daxton's condition", he adjusted his glasses and we nodded.

"It's been three months and there isn't much improvement. The clot is the same way as it was three months ago. It hasn't seemed to get diluted even a little. We've been supporting his life with the machine and we're not sure if he'll ever recover looking at his current state", he spoke.

"So, I just wanted to know if...if...", he trailed off.

"If?", I continued.

"If you'll want to continue keeping him going", he spoke with his head down.

"Are you fucking kidding me?", I spoke in disbelief.

How could he even think of giving up on Dax?

"We are not going to give up on him", dad spoke as Olivia lightly sobbed.

"Listen to me, Dr Grey. I don't care if it takes him three months, three years or even thirty years to improve. We are not going to give up on Dax. I will not give up on him", I raised my voice.

"It must be easy for you as a doctor to ask, but it is terribly difficult as a wife, parent and brother to hear this", I said getting emotional.

"Let this be the first and last time you've asked us this, because we are not giving up on Dax", I said before walking out of his cabin.

I walked down the hallway even though the tears made my vision blurry.

I rushed and stumbled into Dax's room.

"Are you alright, Mrs Langford?", Andrea stood up.

"How could he?", I wiped my tears.

"Who could what?", she spoke softly.

"Dr Grey asked if we wanted to keep Dax going even though he hasn't improved", I said as I looked at my husband.

He had grown thinner because he'd been on only liquid food for the past three months. Stubble had grown around his jaw, making him look a little different.

I almost forgot what kissing him felt like because of the oxygen mask being continuously on his face.

"Please don't get him wrong. He didn't mean to say anything like that. He just asked because that's what we're supposed to do after a certain time when the patient doesn't improve. We want to know if we should let the patient suffer or put an end to it", she said as she rubbed my back.

"I won't give up on him. I can't", I sobbed.

"I'm not saying you must, dear. But after sometime, we just have to move on, because maybe what you're waiting for isn't going to happen", she spoke slowly.

"I believe he will be okay. And I will prove you all wrong. Dax will prove you all wrong", I said as I took his hand in mine and sobbed.

She patted my back and left the room.

I wondered how easily people could talk of moving on.

But I also thought of Dax's suffering.

Was it that bad that the doctor thought we must end it for him?

I looked at my husband.

And soon, I was crying.

I continued crying, until I heard the door behind me open and shut.

"Jade, love. Don't let his words get to your head", Olivia hugged me from the back.

"Do you really think Dax is suffering that bad that the doctor thinks we must end it for him?", I asked through the sobs.

"No, no, no, honey. It isn't", she stroked my head.

I sniffled and wiped my tears.

"I'm alright", I mumbled and she stepped away.

"Alright, we should get going. You take care, yeah?", she said.

"Yeah, you too", I said.

She kissed Dax's cheek before walking out of the room.

I changed into my pyjamas and a black tee.

I settled myself in the chair in front of Dax's bed.

I've been sleeping on this chair in front of him for the past three months.

My back hurts, but my heart hurts more watching him like this.

I ran my thumb over the back of his palm as I intertwined our fingers.

The beeping sound of the machines made me feel calm.

I looked at Dax and wondered how long I'd have to wait until I see those beautiful blue eyes again. How long until I see his gorgeous smile. How long until I hear him call me his muffin.

And I then realised that I would wait all my life just to hear him say my name and smile.

I would wait for as long as it would take for Dax to get better.

I kissed his forehead.

"I love you, Dax. And I will not give up on you. Ever", I said before resting my head on the bed and closing my eyes.