Chapter 13: Miracle

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                          Bill POV

It had been one month since Clay’s funeral, and Elsa’s condition is getting worst day by day. She was not replying to her medicine, and doctors keep telling us to wait for miracle.

“Good morning Dad, Can we visit Elsa today before you head back to London,” I suggested

“Yes son, I cannot believe she is still laying at hospital bed,” he agreed

“Neither am I,”
We headed to hospital along with my family; 

“How is she doing?” I asked Maggie

“No progress so far,” she replied and I pulled her into hug

“Dear Elsa, I am Bill’s father. I have been waiting for this moment to meet an amazing girl my son never stop talking about, please get well soon.” My dad said and I saw tears falling on Elsa’s cheek

“Oh dad! She is crying,” I said

“Hey Elsa, I am Grayson; Bill’s younger brother and this is my sister Julie. Get well soon,” my siblings introduced themselves                              

                       Maggie POV

It was afternoon, I was reading after series to her when I felt something moving in my hand.

Her fingers moved up and down.

“Elsa, can you hear me?” I asked and she nods

I called doctors to come check on her immediately, they told me she was okay.

“H-ho-how is everybody?” she stuttered

“They are okay, how are you feeling?” I asked her and touched her forehead

“I do not know Maggie, When is Clay’s funeral?” she asked, and I burst into tears and pulled her into tight hug

“You have been laying here for a month,” I replied,

“No Maggie, this cannot be happening,” she shouts

“So am I,” I replied

“This is my fault,” she said and I hold her hands

“Elsa none of this is your fault, it was an accident,” I comforted her

Days went by, and we were still admitted to hospital. 

“How is she doing?” Bill asked

“She keep saying this place is depressing, she want to go home.” I replied

“Anyway I have my private doctor, why do not you come and stay with me at my house during her recovery?” Bill asked

“Omg! I do not know how I can thank you and your family for being there for us in this tragedy,” I replied and pulled him into hug

“Welcome,”

“Go and talk to her; she is awake, I will be back in minutes,” I

Replied and head to doctor’s office to take discharge papers
              
                          Bill POV

“Hey Elsa! How are you holding up?” I said pulling her into hug

“Oh I am fine, can I ask you something?” she asked

“Yeah sure,” I replied

“Have your family ever visited me here?” she asked

“Yes, more than once; why?” I replied

“Omg! I thought I was dreaming,” she mentioned about her dreams

“They was happy to meet you even if you did not saw them,” I said

“I cannot wait to meet them,” she said with smile

“Get ready, we are going home,” I said

                           Elsa POV

It had been almost three months since the accident, and I was getting better day by day. Bill insisted on us living with him and to be honest I did not want to go back to my old house; it held many memories.

I have visited my brother’s grave; it had been so hard for me, I do not know if I could live with that guilty anymore.

I keep telling myself that it was not my fault, but I never seems to feel better anyway.

It is 6 am, I could now walk by my own feet since last week. I did not wanted my pain and grieve to consume my courage, and everything I ever worked for.

I wanted to move on and go back to my normal life; I still had two sisters to take care of.

“Good morning Elsa,” Bill greeted

“Good morning, I was thinking if I can go to work again?” I asked

“Elsa you are in no condition to go at work,” he replied with concerns

“My siblings’ needs me Bill and I cannot sit here all day thinking of that accident,” I said

“Elsa you cannot blame yourself forever for what happened. It is not your fault,” he replied and I sighed

“Clay is dead because of me, I was the one who choose to go to Mexico in the first place,” I replied on the edge of tears

“Elsa it is my fault, if I should have not offered to use my jet, none of this could have happened,” he said

“You cannot blame yourself for being a good and generous person Bill,” I suggested and he took a deep breath

“Neither do you, you was being a good sister,” he assured

“I know, but..” I started to say and he cut me off

“If you cannot blame me, why are you blaming yourself?” he asked

“Because I- I,”

I could not find a words to complete, I spent almost past two months blaming myself because I did not wanted to believe it was just an accident, I wanted someone to take the blame and that was me.

He pulled me into hug

“Elsa you gave him a happy ending memories, you should be happy too,” he said

“Is he happy?” I asked

“Yes, and the fact is keep blaming yourself is not doing any good to anyone,” he replied

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Am happy for Elsa's recovery, she's been through a lot 😭

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