I gasped when I opened his room. I saw him laying on the bed, he looked lifeless, I knew that minutes would decide if he'd survive or not. There was blood coming out of his arms, he cut himself. Through the tears I ran to his bed. I sobbed. Nothing. I put my head on his chest, he felt cold, but there was a heartbeat, I had to listen very close though I grabbed his hand from the arm that wasn't cutted and stroke it, with the other hand I grabbed my phone and called the ambulance. While we were waiting for them I took him in my arms. "You can't leave Nick, please. Peter Pan and Wendy turned out fine. Remember?" I sobbed. "You can't leave me" My tears were rolling uncontrolably. When Nick and I were little, we were absolutely obsessed with the movie. We always said that, when we knew he was going on the tour. Peter Pan and Wendy turned out fine, so Nick and Celina could too, right? I heard people storming the stairs up. Finally. They pulled me aside but I didn't want to leave his side "No let me be with him!" I screamed, I lost it "I can't lose him again!" "Please miss, we have to take care of him, his condition is probably at its worst right now. We'll have to take him to the hospital" One of the doctors said. Everything went so fast. "Are you okay miss?" A first-aid attendant asked. I was just in the corner with my knees to my face and just crying so hard. "Uhm, NO!? The love of my life is half dead, so NO! I'm NOT okay!" I yelled at her. Right after I said it, I felt so ...
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