You - {Zalfie}

16

- Support -
Alfie's POV
I clutched onto her hand for the rest of the journey, wishing i'd never made her get angry at me. The ambulance was silent, apart from the recurring beeps of Zoe's life support machine. Right now, I was grateful for them continuos beeps.

When we arrived at the hospital, I was told to wait in a separate room. Zoe was going to be changed and checked over by a nurse. I just hoped she'd wake up. I sat down on a plastic chair and put my head in my hands. This was all my fault. My fault. Not Zoe's, not Gabby's, not even Henry's for once, mine. I put my hand through my hair, removing the falling strands from my face. Everything I did reminded me of Zoe. I was wearing her favourite top of mine, my scent was her favourite, my jacket was her favourite. Whatever I did, I couldn't stop thinking of her. I decided to get some coffee to distract me from my guilty conscience. I walked up to the machine and poured myself a cup. The taste burned my tongue, it was like drinking hot water. I left the cup on the side after deciding that drinking more coffee (if you could call it that) was not the answer.

After half an hour a nurse walked in, she smiled at me and signalled for me to come in. I looked around, just to check it wasn't somebody else she wanted. I slowly got up and walked over to the door. My legs shook with every step, my teeth started chattering. I was so nervous to see her. To see what damage I'd done. Laying on the bed was a weary eyed, clean looking Zoe. She forced a tiny smile as I stepped in. Tears fell from my eyes to the floor. I walked up to the side of the bed and held her hand.
"I'm sorry," I whispered again.
"I'll give you two some alone time," the nurse said, closing the door behind her. A little murmur escaped Zoe's lips.
"I'm sorry for leaving," she cried. I pressed my forehead to hers and kissed her nose. She smiled fully, filling me with hope.
"But Alfie," she started. "I meant what I said about moving out, I'll stay with Gabby for a bit," I sighed, I wanted to tell her she's safe at my place, but look what happened last time we argued.
"Okay," I said, forcing a tiny smile. I guess I just had to deal with losing a tiny bit of her.