"He's dead?" Paul choked out tears streaming down his face.
"Not yet, but there's only a 5% chance of him surviving…" The doctor said sadly "I'm sorry" She added before walking off to check on some other patient.
Forever gone and dead…. No love and no life… Paul thought to himself as he imagined the body of his almost dead son lying on one of the white hospital beds.
I felt another surge of tears as I sadly sat down, waiting for the news that had the power to make my life come crashing down on me.
"Umm… I need to get some air…" I choked out before running off.
"Paul where are you going?" Rebecca shouted after me but I didn't look back.
I can feel the icy air slashing at my skin as I think about my friends, my life, my business... and my son…
The son I had abandoned in Brazil with Christina… The son I hadn't looked for when he ran away… The son I let walk out the door… The son I was meant to send back to Sydney….
The son… my son…
"It's going to be okay…" I heard someone whisper as they wrapped there cool arms around me. I stayed still and rigid, there was no warmth in this embrace, just pity.
"Let's go back inside…" She whispered as she led me back to the hospital.
I finally looked up from the ground to see the woman…. Rebecca… The love of my life.
I walked in to the waiting room and found Summer, Tash, Chris and Harry. Sitting there, waiting.
They were huddled together comforting each other. I didn't know if Rebecca was still hugging me… I couldn't feel anything now, I was numb.
"It's okay…" Rebecca cooed again.
But she was wrong… things are never okay…
"I'm going to go tell Declan and the others what's happening…" Rebecca sighed before walking off.
I only nodded blindly and looked to the floor again.
(A/N just a lil look into Paul's feelings towards this all… Promise next chapter will be better but I have like writers block… haha