One Hell Of A Life

chapter forty nine: the rush.

Em POV:

I was in and out of consciousness in the ambulance. I only knew that I was in the ambulance because I feel like I had an out of body experience. Like, I left my body and watched what was happening to me. The CPR, Deji staying with me.

I was having a cardiac arrest.

Not to be confused with a heart attack. Here, let me explain:

A heart attack happens when blood flow to the heart is cut off. So, for example, when an artery is blocked. However, a cardiac arrest happens when a part of the heart stops working. I.e. my pacemaker battery had stopped.

Then, it all clicked into place.

The hiccups I'd been having for so long, feeling dizzy and not all there, the random fainting... They were all symptoms of arrhythmia (really slow or really fast heartbeat), so my pacemaker battery was due a change because it clearly hadn't been working properly. I literally didn't have a clue - I've never had those symptoms before. I was too busy trying to drown myself in my own sorrows.

I looked at myself. I saw my bloodied face from the nosebleed, a big gash on the side of my head that was looking swollen, and I saw my left knee.

Damn, that looked grim. It was all over the place! I couldn't even see my kneecap.

Wow.

How did I let myself get here?

I'd say losing Simon played a big part in this. From such an early age, he was always there for me. He would sit and listen and understand, and even though he could be a bit sarcastic or a little bit savage at times, he meant the world to me. Lord, he still does.

I didn't even know how to respond to the fact that Cal went and said all of that to him. Made everything up, I mean. Even a month or two on, I couldn't think of a single thing I wanted to say to him.

I never wanted to see or hear of him again. He ruined my life. He took away my happiness, and I was left with a huge gaping hole in my life.

All I wanted was Simon. I just wanted to see him and have him by my side, no matter what happened to me.

JJ POV:

I was restless, I was sick with nerves and all I wanted was another call from Deji. Just so that I knew what was going on... Just so I could have a little bit of peace in my mind of Em's situation.

The room was silent. The entire house was silent. Nobody tapped their feet, everybody just stood or sat on the floor of the hall, waiting.

I knew Emmy would make it through. She had to. She was so fucking strong, man...

I loathed Cal for what he did. He destroyed my sister's mental health, so then she neglected her physical health and she... She just...

Deteriorated.

I didn't even know what I'd do once I'd inevitably come face to face with him again.

"What the fuck do we say to Cal, then?" Simon broke the deadly silence.
"Nothing." Ebony told him.
"Huh? But what's the point in that?" He frowned, growing more irritated.
"He'll come to find out what's happened one way or another. And, it won't be from any of us or any of Emmy's other friends. My suggestion is that we all ghost him. We shouldn't have to explain to the man who's had the biggest negative impact on all our lives why we want him out.

"He knows what he's done. And again, he will come to know what happens to Em. He's the reason that she's in the condition she's in right this second." Ebony explained. "He doesn't deserve for us to tell him what's going on. He doesn't even deserve us to publicly mad at him! Any press is good press. He does not deserve any attention."

"You do make a very, very good point, Ebony." Josh told her.
"I totally agree with what you're saying." I said, my arm round Flo. "I just never saw any of this comi–"

My mobile phone started ringing.

The caller ID said that it was my brother.
"It's Dej," I told everyone as I picked up. "Hello?"

"We've just been separated at A&E now. They're taking her for surgery. It's a cardiac arrest. There's something wrong with her pacemaker."

"Fuck." I muttered.
"It doesn't look good, bro." Deji said. I swallowed, then taking a deep breathe before I replied.
"Can we come down, Dej?" I asked.
"The nurse said two more people. The people who want to come can take it in turns waiting and stuff." He told me.
"Right. I'll be down with somebody else as soon as I can."
"Okay. Take care brother, see you soon."
"In a bit." I hung up my phone, shoving it into my pocket.

"Two of us can go." I told everyone. "Obviously we can take it in turns, but I'm going. Anyone else?"

The majority of us looked to Simon. He was looking down; the blood looked like it had drained from his face. My own stomach was churning. We'd basically been told to prepare for the worst.

"I'll go." He said, flexing his jaw.
"Are you sure?" Vik turned to him.
"Yes." Simon said, determined, rising from the floor. "I'll drive."

"See you all later." He waved, jogging towards the entrance to the garage.
"Bye, love." I quickly kissed my girlfriend's forehead.
"Stay safe!" Flo called.
"We will! In a bit guys!" I followed Simon.

Make it through. C'mon, Em. You can fucking do this.

a/n:

i'm sorry this has taken so long! my motivation levels for everything are on an all time low at the moment, i hope this chapter isn't as disappointing as i feel it is.

thank you absolutely everyone for all your continued support. it really is the only motivation i have to continue writing.

thank you for reading, & for sticking around. you are amazing. x

p.s. hope you lot like the new cover. it's been needing a glow up for a minute :)