this chapter was quite hard to write, and a bit boring, so sorry if its a bit rubbish, please enjoy and review =)
The hospital at 11am was bustling with sick people, and doctors rushing about, treating their patients, and every so often one of the annoying drip machines would begin to bleep when somebody moved their arm or wherever the bastard was attached.
It smelt of disinfectant and people smell in the waiting room. Horrible at first, but when you've been sat there for nearly six hours, you hardly notice it anymore.
They'd been operating on and tending to my sister for ages, and all the while I had to sit here and do nothing. One doctor told me her lung had been punctured and had collapsed. Another doctor told me that her lung could fill up with blood and deprive her body of oxygen, and in the end she would ultimately suffocate and drown.
This was all that ran through my mind for those six agonising hours; every little optimistic thought was stamped on a squished.
Mum and dad were sat beside me, but apart from filling them in on how it happened, I ignored them. The tension that surrounded us was unbearable, as I knew in their minds they were blaming me. The police were still searching for the fucker who did this, and until they caught him my parents would secretly continue to blame me, for not looking after my twin well enough, for letting something like this happen.
"Emily, do you want to go home for a bit? Just to get something to eat, and maybe a shower and a change of clothes?" I didn't even turn to look at my mother.
"No," I replied bluntly. I couldn't leave Katie here, even if she didn't know it, I still wanted to be here for her, even though there was nothing I could do except pray.
After that I don't know how much time passed, but to me it seemed like days. Many agonising days. I drifted off into dreamless sleep a few times, but woke up shortly after my little power nap. I didn't even feel hungry which was probably down to the anxiety, all I could think about was Katie.
A doctor strode into view and headed towards us. I took a deep breath, trying not to think of the worst. He knelt down in front of us.
"Well, Mr. and Mrs. Fitch, we have some good news. Katie seems to be going steady now, without going into too much detail, the surgeons inserted a chest tube to equalize the pressure, drain any blood and allow the lung to expand again. We strongly recommend she remains in hospital for a week or so, to keep an eye on her. Also you'll be pleased to hear that you can go visit her now, she just started to wake up, now the anaesthetics' wearing off." This news made me so happy, that I could have cried.
I waited outside whilst mum and dad went in. I wanted to talk to her alone, without those two butting in every two minutes. They stepped out of the ward door, and dad faced me.
"Ok Ems, we'll be in the waiting room, so when you're done come find us and we'll go home for a bit and come back after." I nodded at my dad, and he smiled, then they both walked away.
I turned my attention to the ward door, and took a deep breath as I walked through it. Katie spotted my movement straight away, and her face lit up as soon as she did. Tears had now begun welling up in my eyes, and I picked up the pace, almost running towards her.
I stopped and sat down on the chair besides her, wiping the tears from my eyes. I looked at her and sighed.
"You fucking scared me, you know that?" I laughed; she tried to do the same, but winced from pain. "I don't know what I'd do if I lost you, I've never known life without you, and besides I quite like having a twin sister… sometimes." I laughed again, Katie just smiled.
"I-I'm sorry Em," she wheezed. "It scar-scared me too." I was glad to hear her voice again, it felt reassuring that she wasn't going anywhere, and that she wouldn't leave me.
"hey listen, mum and dad are waiting, but I'm only going to be gone a couple of hours, so I'll be back in a little while okay, and you really need some rest after all this trauma." she grinned at me and nodded. I gave her a gentle hug, and made my way back to the waiting room.
The car journey was in silence, and the atmosphere was still tense. I didn't eat much for our late lunch, I still didn't feel hungry, so I left it. I showered, and changed clothes ready for my next round at the hospital.
I lay down on my bed and stared across at all of Katie's crap and her side of the room. Least I would be able to get some peaceful nights sleep without her going on at me, or trying to drag me somewhere. I closed my eyes and smiled. I could feel myself drifting off into sleep, but I was so comfy, I didn't care and I just let my self fall asleep.
My eyes opened to darkness. Shit! I told Katie I'd go back to the hospital, why didn't mum wake me up? I launched myself out of bed, and froze when I saw a figure on the bed opposite me.
I knew it was stupid but I asked, "Katie?" I heard a sniffle. Was this person crying?
"No love, it's mum. Sit down over here for a minute. I-" she broke off letting out a loud sob. "I have some bad news to tell you love, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry," she cried. I froze, jaw dropped, and my heart hammering at one hundred miles an hour. I prayed to god that she wasn't about to tell me what I thought she was.
My prayers were unanswered.
