Zoey
We had been sitting in the waiting room for hours and still heard no word about Aphrodite. None of us could get any sleep so we just sat silently.
"Zoey Redbird." A doctor finally called at around 8a.m .
"Yes that's me, how is she?" I said standing up immediately. But instead of answering my question he told us to come with him in a more private room "How is she?" I repeated as soon as we entered.
"She is currently in critical condition." He said seriously
"W-What do you mean? What's wrong with her." I said as my stomach plummeted when I heard his answer.
"She has multiple wounds, including one in her leg that grazed a major artery, one in her arm that is lodged into one of her bones, whicandh broke it. Three in her chest, two of which punctured her right lung and caused it to collapse. But we have re inflated, and lastly one in her back that hit a major nerve and has temporarily left her paralyzed from the waist down. So if she survives-"
"When" Stevie Rae interrupted
"Excuse me" The doctor said a little confused
"It's when she survives, not if."
"Right, of course, when she survives, she will need intense physical therapy, so that she will be able to walk correctly again." Only random parts of what he said were actually got through me, and as I started to piece it together, I began to shake my head back and forth, back and forth. This can't be happening,this isn't supposed to happen, this is all my faut, this-
"Zoey." Stevie Rae called interrupting my mindless babble.
"Huh." I answered unintelligently.
"I said are you fine with visiting her."
"Oh yeah, as long as everyone else is up for it" I looked at the rest of the gang. "What do you guys think"
"Fine with me." "Ditto twin" Erin and Shaunee said wiping away tears
"Sounds good to me" Damien said
"I'm with Damien" Jack said hiccuping on a sob
"You know I'll be there for you, babe'" Heath said
"Same goes to me" Stark said
"Alright, well then I need to warn you about what you are going to see. As I mentioned before Aphrodite is in critical condition, meaning that she is hooked up to a lot of different machines. And due to the fact that her lung collapsed she has a chest tube sticking out of her side. Also she is not able to breathe on her own yet, so she is currently hooked up to a ventilator to help her"
"Is she conscious." Damien asked
"No, not yet"
"When do you expect her to wake up" Jack asked
"Honestly, it is very rare for some with these kinds of injuries to survive, so it is unsure now when, but if I had to guess I would say a week or two." His words felt like daggers. She won't survive and it's all my fault. I wanted to just lay down, curl up into a ball and cry but I knew that would be useless, so instead I thanked him for letting us see her, and asked where she was.
"She was moved to the ICU to room 52A."
"Thanks, again" I said "You guys ready?" I asked wearily
"I guess." the twins said shakily
"As ready as I'll ever be." Damien said
"Great, follow me please." The doctor told us.
Even though the doctor told us what to expect, I was still not prepared to see what was waiting for me behind the doors of room 52A. First I saw Darius who briefly looked up at us, before staring back at Aphrodite with obvious concern on his face. As my gaze followed his. I involuntarily gasped in at what I saw. Aphrodite looked terrible, she was still incredibly pale, and looked so fragile beneath the sterile hospital sheets. Her right arm was in a cast, her leg had a huge bright red ugly, puckered cut probably from surgery. I knew that if Aphrodite didn't die from her injuries she'd kill herself after seing that scar. There was also a tube sticking out of the side of her rib, not to mention the one protruding from her throat. My brain was reeling, so that at first I didn't hear the noise that made my heart drop. Aphrodite's heart monitor was beeping crazy fast and then... it stopped.
