So Gone

part 1

Ice watch the rain make crazy designs on the window. It was raining hard as hell outside, but it was quiet in the hospital room. She looked over at Cream in the hospital bed. Tubes coming from his mouth, assisting his breathing. IVs in his arm. He was in a coma. His brain was active, he was not brain dead though. The doctor said it was up to Cream and God now, they had done all they could for him. Now it was a waiting game. Ice had been by his side for three days and nights. Never leaving except to get coffee or food. She was the dutiful wife waiting for him to wake up, that was the role she was playing. Had mixed emotions though. She had tried to have him killed. She had his lover killed. Ice had crossed over. She was now a killer. Amazingly, she felt powerful and in control of her life for the first time in years. Cream would survive this she was sure, and he will be hell-bent to find out the culprit. Ice hired a professional and he claimed he was untraceable, but he also failed when Cream survive the bomb. The bomb experts continued their investigation to no avail, while Ice cried like a wife of a victim. They did not suspect her, she had an alibi for that night. She was at the swing thing getting her freak on. She wiped perspiration from Creams forehead with a washcloth and did range of motion on his limbs this was an exercise to keep him strong and a way of keeping her busy. To the hospital staff, she was a great wife, Ice maintained this facade so no one could ever know the truth.