DON'T LET ME GO

Chapter 22

Where am i? What kind of camera light is this? It's too bright, too hot and way too close.
Who are those people around me, wait! What are you doing? Don't touch me. Why are you touching me, what is that in your hand? What is that in your hand? Wait, no wait... what are you doing.

-DOCTEUR, ELLE EST RÉVEIllÉE!!!!!

Someone placed something over my face, it's very loud and it was forcing air into my lungs, i can't open my eyes anymore, i can't hear myself speak. I can only hear the sound of beating that suddenly turned into a monotone beep.

Am i supposed to be asleep? Am i dreaming? Am i dead?

DEAD?

Wait, where is Carmen? CARMEN! CARMEEEEEEENNNN...

No one can hear me, i can't see them but i hear them talking, what language is that? CARMEN! Where are you?

Then it hit me! I did it, as she said sorry i did it...

I was reading Edward messages, my blood was boiling i couldn't keep quite anymore, she literraly distroyed me for a damn game of dare and then says sorry! I don't know what i was thinking i just threw my phone at her as soon as she said it, it made her automatically put her hands up to protect her face, the wheel moved with her hands and so did the car.
I was trapped inside as it fliped over and over, Carmen smached into the windshield and there she was few feets away from the wreckage, she must've forget her seatbelt in the heat of trying to explain herself.

Suddenly a loud breaking noise and BANG.

I was stuck upside down, the truck couldn't break on time and drove right into me...

I can't get my eyes to open yet, i want to move but i think they have me strapped into some type of bed, nothing moves, it hurts, my chest hurts, it feels like a thousand elephant walk over me, yeah, a whole semi drove right into my chest.

It's so loud in here.

Someone is touching me again, i try to move still nothing, i try to focus all my energy and power to speak i dont think they can hear me.
If i focus harder i can hear what they're saying, i think this is Edward, it must be him, why is he shouting:

- THIS IS ALL YOYR FAULT, IT'S ALL YOUR FUCKING FAULT.

In a very french accent someone was trying to make him stop shouting, something about a patient and how agitated their state is already, they don't need this right now.

- THIS IS NOT OVER, YOU HEAR ME? THIS IS NOT OVER.

He's really loud, it feels like he's banging a hundred nail in my head all at once.
Thank god the guy with the french accent is back:

-Sir, i have to ask you to leave the room please. Miss Jennifer is in a very critical condition and your shouting is not helping her coma.

Did he say coma? Did he say Jennifer is in a very critical condition? Where is Carmen?

I have no notion of time, i have no control over my body i must be in coma still. How long it's been? How can i hear them, why am i awake? They dont know i am? They can't hear me.