The girl who saved my life (Red Queen fanfic)

Chapter 6

Cal

I've been sat here for hours now waiting for the doctor to enter the relatives room. I don't understand why I can't see her. They said something about stabilising her but I thought she already slipped into a coma.

The blaring noise of my ringtone cut off my thoughts. I look at the screen and see my dad's name. He's probably wondering where I am. I know if I answer it he'll convince me to come home, so I ignored it. I can't bear leaving the hospital without seeing her.

Having enough of waiting around doing nothing, I get up from the seat that I've been on for god knows how many hours. I enter into the corridor in search of anyone who can give me answers to her condition. I wonder the halls aimlessly peaking through every door I can find until I catch a glimpse of a white coat leaving a room up ahead. Don't ask me how but I knew that that room contained the girl I've been fixating on since she saved me. I hurry forward with a new found determination to finally see her.

The doctor turns to look at me as I leave, casting me a curious glance.

"Are you here to see the patient?" he inquires.

"Yeah, I was hoping that I could see her now. I've been waiting for hours and still haven't managed to see her." I replied. The anguish of not being able to see her seeped into my words causing the doctor to give me a pitying look.

"Well her condition is serious but she is stable for now. I can allow you to see her but only for a few minutes." I think the doctor saw the impact his words had as a small grin broke out on my face. However, before I became too joyful at the prospect of seeing her, the doctor spoke again.

"I have to ask what is you relation to the patient?" I started to panic, I couldn't tell him I was a stranger otherwise he wouldn't let me see her. It must have been my blind panic at his question because I had no control over the next words that left my mouth.

"She's my girlfriend." Dammit! Why did I say that? I don't even know her name and yet I called her my girlfriend. I was freaking out internally and decided it was best to come clean.

"Actu-" I started to say but was cut off my the doctor.

"In that case you're welcome to see her but remember only for a few minutes. She needs time to recuperate. I'll pop back in about 15 minutes or so, I still need some details about her medical history. It seems she didn't have any ID on her so we don't know who she is. Luckily as you're here she's isn't going to be put down as a another Jane Doe." After that he turned and walked down the corridor going about his rounds, seeing to other patients.

Now I really started to panic. I didn't even know her name. How was I suppose to fill the doctor in on her medical history? I was completely screwed. I should just walk out of the hospital now before the doctor comes back and finds out I lied. Something in me couldn't leave though, my feet ended up taking me to the door of her room. What am I doing? She's a stranger I shouldn't get involved. Dad constantly tells Maven and me to keep people at arms-length. If you let people get close to you then you end up getting hurt. People are only interested in the Calores for one reason and it isn't anything to do with wanting to know us personally. They want to feed off the power and money that the Calores are famous for. But it's the Jacos side of me, from my mother, that takes over as my hand resting on the door handle pushes the door open to the girl's room.

A gasp leaves me as the sight of the girl laying in the hospital bed hooked up to numerous machines assaults my vision. She looks even smaller than she did before when I held her in the middle of the road before she passed out. I can't understand why the sight of her impacted me as much as it did but I don't care either. All I want to do is hold her hand and try to will her awake so I can see her beautiful hazel eyes again.

I approach the bed tentatively as if I'm trying to make sure I don't interrupt her slumber. I think the real reason is because I feel like an intruder,worried that I may get caught. I know it's stupid because the girl is in a coma and the doctor allowed me into the room but I can't shake the idea that I don't have a right to be here. Sure she saved my life and I have some connection to her but before today I never met her. It almost feels too personal that I can be in the same room while she sleeps.

My brother would laugh at that thought, he's always thought I'm too chivalrous. I can't help it though. I guess it just comes with the training I've had within my father's company, about customer relations and how it promotes good business. Although, in my father's eyes I do take it too seriously and try to please everyone. I guess there's no winning, I'm always disappointing someone.

While lamenting about my problematic family, I didn't realise that I had reached the girl's bed and grabbed her hand until a feeling of peace washes over me. It was strange but my previous thoughts disappeared as quickly as a bolt of lightning does against the pitch back sky. I didn't pay much mind to it though as the callousness of her skin distracted me from examining those thoughts further.

I was expecting her hands to feel soft against mine. I found it rather soothing though that her hands matched the feel of mine. It meant she wasn't shy to a good days work and that was something I respected because hard work was necessary to keep the Calore business going. I chuckled at the thought they we might have something in common. It made me feel closer to her and fuelled my need to know more about her.