44. Im Sorry For Your Loss

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by ammbeerrr

by ammbeerrr

Room 297, 10:01 AM
My eyes got big as I pulled the covers off his legs. He burst out in laughter as I stared down at his two legs sitting there, one bandaged, and one perfectly fine.

"You can't do that Jc!" I laughed as I stared at him. We stopped laughing and he looked at my head.

"Baby you're bleeding." He said quietly. I crossed my arms on top of my belly.

"I'm fine." I said with a fake smile. I didn't know why I even tried to smile because Jc already knew that it was fake before I did it. A doctor walked in.

"Can you check out her head?" Jc said as he pointed at me. The doctors eyes widened as he looked at me.

"That's going to need stitches. How has nobody stitched you up yet?" He asked. I knew he didn't want an answer. He took me out of the room and into the actual ER and closed a curtain as I sat on the hospital bed.

He stitched up my head and then I started walking back to Jc's room, looking inside the rooms as we walked past. I looked into this one room. Room 193. And saw Kian laying there with a tube down his throat. I walked in and saw that he had a tube in his side.

"I told you not to pass out motherfreaker" I said quietly as I pulled a chair up next to him. It looked like he smiled a little, but I knew that wasn't possible.

"I know you're gonna be ok. You're not stupid. You know you have to wake up." I said. I know it sounded selfish but I really do need Kian. He's my bestfriend.

I grabbed his hand, and thought he squeezed it. "Don't mess with me Kian." I said quietly. Suddenly his monitor started beeping really fast and a bunch of doctors swarmed around us and they brought a huge 'crash cart' in. My heart beat really fast and I started crying.

"What's happening!?" I shouted over all the chaos.

"Get her out." The doctor said. I felt hands grab my arms and pulled me out. They shut the doors in front of me and I looked through the windows, panicked. They shocked Kian with the defibrillater things and his body jolted upwards.

"Come on Kian." I whispered. They shocked him again and the monitor started to steady. He was fucking with me. I laughed and wiped away some tears. The doctors all went away within ten minutes and so I snuck back into the room and shut the door behind me.

"No more of that stuff." I said quietly as I brought the chair back.

"You're not freaking dying Kian."

I grabbed his hand and laid my head down on the bed, and fell asleep.

12:08 PM
I opened my eyes and lifted my head off of the bed. The tube was out of Kian's mouth and he was peacefully sleeping. He opened his eyes slowly and looked at me.

"Oh my god!!" I whisper-shouted. I hugged him, being careful of all the tubes and stuff. He slowly lifted his arm and hugged me back.

"Are they ok?" he said with a raspy voice.

"Jc is awake and was ok when I saw him, he actually made me think he had to get his leg cut off.." I said as a chuckled. Kian smiled.

"Franny.. she hasn't woken up from what I heard." I said as I frowned. Kians face dropped and he furrowed his eyebrows.

"ok." He said. He swallowed and stared off into the distance. I sighed and took his hand again. He turned his head towards me and I looked him in the eyes.

"Franny is going to be fine." I said slowly. I didn't move my gaze until he sighed and said "ok."

"Ok" I repeated as I let go of his hand and leaned back in my chair. Kian looked up at the ceiling, as if wondering why it had to be Franny to get badly hurt. I frowned and grabbed his arm with a sad half smile.

"I'm going to go check on Jc, I'll be back." I said as I turned on my heel and began walking back. I got to Jc's room, room 279 and peeked in. It was empty. My heart began racing as I walked up to the doctor that was sitting in the chair, writing in charts.

"Where is he?" I asked at I pointed to the bed.

"You're the girlfriend, right?" He asked as he stared at the floor guiltily.

"Yeah.. th- that's me." I stuttered, breathing heavily. The doctor sighed and stood up.

"I am so so sorry for your loss."

"What? N- no he was, he was fine I was just here I don't understand!" I yelled as tears flowed down my face. My breathing was very heavy and I fell back into the chair. Those words had haunted me ever since Austin's death. Everyone said it to me at school. Now everyone will be saying it to me again.

I'm sorry for your loss.