Chapter 4

The paramedics rushed Juvia into the ambulance that had just arrived. She continuously tried to sit up and look for Lyon outside but her head was forced back down as they scolded her. All she could do was lie down and stare up at the ceiling of the ambulance. Her heart refused to stop for a second. The paramedics tried to calm Juvia down, give her some breathing exercises. But she wasn't listening. Lyon was the only thing on her mind. She couldn't worry about her rising blood pressure, she was too busy worrying if her boyfriend still had a heart beat. There was a small poke in her forearm when a sting followed. She knew they were trying to sedate her and calm her rapid and irregular heartbeats and breaths.

After a few moments Juvia's heart steadied, but her mind still raced. Her lids felt droopy and part of her wanted to fall into that oblivious sleep and forget what was happening. But the paramedics wouldn't allow it, in case she had a concussion. All she could do was wait and wonder if everything really was going to be okay. Staring up at that white blank ceiling was utter torture. Nothing could take Juvia's mind off the situation. Millions of horrible scenarios ran through her head. She could only imagine Lyon's condition. The blood is what got her. That iron smell still lingered in her nose causing her to gag. She felt like she was drowning in it. To see her boyfriend's life on the line before her eyes left her traumatized and numb.

After what seemed like hours, the ambulance finally arrived at the nearest hospital. Everything was blurring past Juvia. She was caught up in her own head. She was being blinded by anxiety and paranoia. So much so that when nurses spoke to her, it went completely over her head.

"Miss!" One paramedic called, finally getting her attention as they wheeled her into a hospital room.

"Yes?" She replied blinking at them, still in a libido between sleep and wide awake.

"Ma'am, we need your name and the name of the man you arrived with. Your phones and wallets were lost in the wreckage, so I need you to tell me. Do you think you can do that for us?" The woman questioned, pen and paper out ready to take down their information.

"I'm Juvia Lockser and the man I came with is Lyon Vastia," She replied, voice shaking. The shock still lingering in her body mixed with the sedate causing her emotions to clash.

"And do you have any family we could call for you? Or even friends?" Juvia shook her head, not wanting to burden her friends.

"No Juvia doesn't. But Lyon has a stepsister you might want to call, her name is Ultear Milkovich."

"Can I get her contact information?" The nurse questioned. Juvia gave her Ultear's number and other information. She prayed his sister would come and for the wrong reasons. She needed someone to console and calm her down right now.

"Thank you." She then proceeded to ask her questions, how she felt if, anything was in severe pain. Juvia shook her head, the only thing she couldn't stand was the unbearable pit of anxiety in her stomach.

After a couple more questions, a small check up and glance at her wounds the nurse got up to get the doctor.

"Is.. is Lyon okay?" Juvia whispered, barely audible, looking down at her hands as they twitched and shook.

"Oh honey, I'm sorry I don't know. But as soon as we know something I'll try to tell you as soon as possible." She replied her voice filled with sympathy. Juvia nodded in response as her palms continued to sweat.

After a few moments, the doctor arrived. He looked her over once more. Explaining there didn't seem to be any serious injuries. And how she had been extremely lucky. She had gotten off with just a few cuts and bruises, and should be fine to go home tomorrow. But all Juvia could think is about how truly unlucky she felt. While maybe she got off fine, there was no way Lyon could have. All the blood she'd seen, there was no way he'd be leaving with her tomorrow. And that frightened her the most.

She asked every nurse and doctor she happened upon if they knew the state of her boyfriend. But no one seemed to have answers. Her panic just grew and grew. She paced her hospital room over and over. The nurses were obviously getting fed up with her anxious behavior. But she didn't care, all she thought of was Lyon. Finally, a nurse intervened.

"Uhm, ma'am?" The nurse called out to her, trying to get Juvia's attention.

"What?! Do you have any news? What is it?!" She questioned frantically, stopping in her tracks.

The nurse sighed, "Well, all I know is he is in somewhat of a critical condition. He has a severe concussion, a few broken ribs, and internal bleeding. He's in a pretty rough state at the moment."

Juvia nearly fainted at the words. Her body almost seemed completely numb, the words not even processing. She went to open her mouth, but silence followed. She had nothing to say to that. What could she say? Her worst nightmare was feeling very touch and go.

"But," she continued, "We need to stay hopeful, there's a chance will make it. But I wouldn't say we're out of the woods quite yet. We're mostly hoping he'll make it through the night. Our main focus is to get him stabilized. But as I said, stay hopeful."

"Did his sister come?" Juvia asked, hoping Ultear was still here.

"Yes, she came and talked to Lyon's doctors. But she had to leave rather early." Feeling disappointed Juvia sighed and nodded her head.

"When can I see him?"

"Tomorrow, he most likely won't be conscious by then. But you'll be able to see him. I want you to keep in mind he's been in surgery all day. So don't be shocked when you see him" Juvia nodded showing she understood, her stomach muscles tensing at the last part. "Please try to get some rest Ms. Lockser. Your mental health and physical health are equally important. And having a positive, and well-rested mind will help your recovery." And with that, the woman left. Leaving Juvia alone once more.

She decided she really should get some rest. Her body had been through something traumatic and she hadn't even let herself calm down. Plus, her mind no doubt needed a break as well.

She slowly and wearily walked to the hospital bed, slipping under the sheets. The blankets were a rough cotton and she missed her bed. She missed Lyon next to her. She wanted to feel the dip from his body next to her, hear his breath, feel his heart beat. Tears pooled in her eyes, threatening to drop.

Juvia was honestly terrified. The way the nurse cautioned her about seeing him only deepened her worry. She truly didn't care how Lyon looked or how this would affect his abilities. She just wanted him alive. Lyon made her see everything good in herself. But Juvia saw all the good in him too. She saw his strength, his contagious smile, his bravery, his love for her. She wanted to make him see it too now.

Everything was a certain wake-up call for her. She wanted to spend a lifetime with Lyon showing him how beautiful he was. She wanted to show him everything he had shown her. And with that lasting thought, Juvia drifted into a dreamless oblivion letting herself forget everything for a moment.

I really hope this chapter wasn't too cliche or anything, I really tried to avoid that. And I'm trying really hard to go for some type of realism. I mean it is a fictional story but, I personally HATE when a story is just flat out wrong. So lemme know that you think! Thanks.