I have just looked back at the way this has been set up, can I just say sorry, I have been putting large spaces or stars when the story changes between a flashback and the present, but for some reason it hasn't shown on the real thing.
Suddenly a high pitch noise roars through the ICU.
It's my heart monitor, i've done something to make my case worse.
Doctors and nurses rush to my bed and start to unplug me, and shift me onto a stretcher.
Flynn must have heard the noise, because him, Ariel and Eric have run round the corner and are watching my body being wheeled into a lift.
Nurse Gothel is leaning over me.
"Ok baby, we can only take you part of the way, after that it's all you." she pants.
What does that mean?
For the first time today, I question myself.
Why am I here in the state that i'm in? Or, how do I get out of it if I wanted to?
Though now i'm not so sure if I want to live.
Everyone I love is gone, how can I live without them?
What would it be like to wake up an orphan? To never talk to mum as we do the dishes, or play hide and seek with Pascal? Never get advice from dad?
"Rapunzel." I hear Flynn breath from behind me.
He stands in front of the lift, as if he is going to try and climb in, but a nurse shoves him away.
By the way Flynn scowls at him, I can tell that he probably wasn't going to attempt it.
Eric grabs Flynn's shoulder and steers him away.
Xxx
I often wondered if mum and dad were upset I didn't end up more like them.
I tried to, but i'm not bullet proof like my mum, or a natural born son writer like my dad.
Though when dad was in his band 'Lantern Light', I used to go to all his shows when I was a baby.
It was my nursery, mum would make her way to the front so dad could see us, and i'd have to wear these huge yellow headphones so my ears weren't damaged by the noise level.
Mum wasn't in a band, but like dad, she loved punk music.
Even as I was growing up, dad was still in his band, and they still had wild times.
But when mum discovered she was pregnant with Pascal, they realized they had to start acting like grown ups.
So dad quit his band, much to everyone's surprise, and got a job at the local high school.
Mum managed to get a job at the local estate agents.
I loved Pascal from the moment I first saw him, my parents were worried I might be jealous of not being the only child any more, but I wasn't.
He was born with a full head of blonde curly locks, that I was forever nuzzling my face into.
I was still waiting for him to reach that faze where he would swat me away and whine I was
embarrassing him.
Now that will never happen.
How am I supposed to decide this?
How can I stay without mum, dad and Pascal? But how can I leave without Flynn?
How does this all work?
If I were to say 'I wanna wake up' would I wake up right now?
But, I heard the nurses words 'If you live, if you die, it's all up to you,', I decide this, I know that now.
And that terrifies me more then anything else that has happened today.
Xxx
They have re-drained my lung, and have plugged me into even more tubes.
I forced myself to watch as my social worker, Elinor, broke the news of dad and Pascal to everyone.
Gran wailed in horror, gramps wrapped his arm round her to comfort her.
Ariel buried her head in Eric's neck while Triton hugged them both.
Anna, Elsa and Kristoff had a sort of group hug, Anna was crying uncontrollably.
I felt sorry for Flynn the most, no one was there for him.
He was crying silently before collapsing onto the wall, running his hands through his hair.
I felt sick watching him like that, he had developed a close bond with Pascal over the last year and a half, he had said he was like the brother he never had.
When the hugging time is over, Ariel and Eric walk over to Flynn.
"Screw waiting, I need to see her now!" Flynn presses.
"I'm with you on that." Ariel agrees.
"I'll stay here, you guys try and work something out." Eric suggests.
Ariel and Flynn sneak toward the ICU.
They stop as they get to the corner, looking toward my room.
"What are we gonna do?" Ariel whispers, not that there is much need to.
"I don't know, can you distract that guard?" Flynn asks, referring to a broad shouldered man, probably twice the size of Ariel, standing in front of the automatic doors.
"I've got this one covered." Ariel smiles slyly.
She walks up to the guard.
"Excuse me! There is this women in the second floor bathrooms, she's gone into labour, and it is really unsanitary, we need someone down there right now!" she screams at the guard.
The guard hesitates for a moment.
"WE NEED SOMEONE DOWN THERE RIGHT NOW!" she screams even louder.
He quickly runs toward the stairs, followed by Ariel, who gives a quick gesture for Flynn to take this chance.
He moves toward the doors, ignoring the moody nurse from earlier who tells him to stop.
I run ahead of him and stand at the top of my bed.
Flynn isn't far behind, he reaches out toward my forehead, the only area clear of tubes and cuts.
But as he reaches out, he is pulled back.
"Get away from her!" the doctor from the lift has placed Flynn's arms behind his back and is dragging him away.
"No! Leave him alone!" I scream.
"What are you? Get off me!" Flynn yells at him.
Outside the ICU, the guard Ariel tricked is holding onto her arm, causing her to look rather annoyed.
"I tried to be nice!" the moody nurse points a bony finger at Flynn.
Ariel and Flynn yank their arms out of the death grips.
"Yeah right, you've been a horrible witch ever since we arrived!" Ariel spits at her.
Before anything else can happen, Ariel steers Flynn back to the waiting room.
Flynn tries to protest, but Ariel shoots him a threatening glare.
"Back to work!" the moody nurse snaps to all the doctors and nurses who stopped to watch the commotion.