*Four days prior, June 27th*
beep... beep... beep...
That was all she could hear. The beeping machines of the hospital. It echoed in her head, too loudly in proportion to the soft noise it actually made.
beep...beep...beep...
There were many other louder sounds. The doctors' yelling. Marilla's sobs. The ambulance in the distance. However, that beeping was all she could hear. It was like the whispering wind in your ear. Very soft, yet the one you can hear the most.
beep...beep...beep...
She looked around, seeing how more and more doctors ran into the emergency room. But she just stared from the outside, sitting on a chair with her legs close to her chest, taking a deep breath of the sterilized-smelling air, and then letting it out.
beep...beep...beep...
Her eyes travelled to Marilla, who tried to get inside a room with Matthew, but was stopped by Jerry and one of the doctors. Then she turned to see a nurse at the reception table, who was reading through some papers. The woman looked up at her for a second with sympathetic eyes. A young blonde boy grinned at her from the distance.
beep...............................
The consistent beeping turned into a long one. His heart had stopped. Again.
Some doctors did chest compressions.
Marilla's knees trembled before she fell onto the ground, whimpering. Jerry never left her side.
beep...............................
Anne stretched her neck to see what was happening inside the room. Matthew's body juddered every time they shocked him. His bare chest was being pressed down and then up, relentlessly.
Everything was pure chaos. Doctors shouting orders, and nurses storming into the room, Jerry pacing anxiously across the corridors...Even her head was chaos. Her mind ran wild, replaying everything over and over again, like flashes in her mind. Moments. Images. Sounds.
The loud slam of Matthew's body falling onto the floor.
His hand in his heart as he desperately gasped for air.
His eyes closing as he lost consciousness.
Marilla's tears falling onto his body.
Anne's shaky hands as she dialed 911.
"911, what's your emergency"
"My...father, he...I think something's wrong with his heart".
The ambulance wailing in the distance.
Marilla's agonizing cries.
The paramedics taking him away.
And there was when it had come. The eye of the hurricane. Just a single moment of silence among pure disaster. The moment the silhouette of the vehicle faded away into the night, as she stared at it, tears rolling down her cheeks like pearls. Then the deafening silence enveloped the two teenagers that had been left behind, their eyes fixed onto the open door through which one of the people they loved the most had been taken, without the certainty of knowing they'd see him again. It was just that single moment of calmness, which was far from being peace.
beep...beep...beep...
The beeping went back to normal, and she was snapped back into reality.
Marilla sobbed with a mixture of relief and fright inside her. Her face was buried into her hands as the warm tears slipped through them. The nurse from the reception table hurried towards her, trying to get her to calm down.
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FanfictionGilbert and Anne had known each other for years, but the redhead had never been able to forgive him for calling her Carrots. However, after an incident in Maths class, Anne decides to give Gilbert a second chance, so that they can start over. They...
