What Comes First?

Chapter 13: Hospital Hell

My body went into shock. I stood there looking at Oakley. His side was oozing blood making the ground tinge red. 

As I was staring, something clicked sconds later. I suddenly found my voice and screamed to get an ambulance. I couldn't let Oakley die, that was for sure.

I knelt down to Oakley and pulled his head into his lap. I looked deep into his eyes and spoke the best I could without breaking down.

"Listen Oakley, you can't leave me. I need you! You need to stay with me. Do you hear me?" I all but screamed. I didn't see him move any part of his body but then I felt his hand on my cheek, wiping the tears that managed to escape. 

"I'll try." He manged to say and he let out a mangled sounding, chuckle. 

The only thought coursing through my head was, don't let him die, I think I might really like almost love him. He can't leave me yet. Those things were going through my head. I couldn't get them to go away so I could focus on Oakley.

The blaring sirens were heard before I saw the lights. Great the ambulance is here. They need to save Oakley.

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I paced in front of the chairs in the waiting room. I have been here for forty-five minutes and they wouldn't tell me how Oakley was doing.

My dad and his showed up ten minutes after the hospital called them. When my dad got here, I dropped to my knees in front of him, and bawled. I couldn't make it to his awaiting arms before I broke down. 

This was all so overwhelming. I didn't know how much more I could take. I didn't know if I could stay this way any longer. I didn't know when I could go home or if I ever was.

I was jolted out of my thoughts by the slamming of doors. The doors that the doctors had taken Oakley into. There, in his scrubs, was the doctor with a sad look on his face.

I couldn't stand it anymore, so I walked up to him and had to ask.

"Where is he? Where's Oakley? I need to see him! How is he?" Everything flew out of my mouth before I had the chance to breathe. I was in full panic mode. What if he didn't make it?

"Whoa, slow down so I can tell you." He gave me a second to breathe before I motioned for him to continue. "He's doing fine, he's a real fighter. He had some internal bleeding but we got it under control. We put him into a medically induced coma so his body can heal properly."

 My dad and his dad nodded, then my dad turned to me. He held out his arm, waiting for me to step into them. It took me a minute, I had to wrap my head around it before I finnally looked at my dad's awaiting arms. I slowly stepped towards them and cried. I cried like I never have before. I cried for my mom, my dad, Oakley, and for evrything going on right now.

"Thanks Doctor." Mr. Quincy murmured. I looked up at him and walked towards him holding my arms out. He needed a hug and he greatfully hugged me back. I knew that would do it. We all knew that Oakley was going to be okay and that was enough for the three of us.