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Previously on: Why do you do this to me
Emily is in the hospital and has just had an x-ray she has the choice of having surgery on her hand or not. There are risks when doing both things. What will she do?
I Am Here For You – Chapter 9
EMILY'S POV
"What are the exact risks of having the surgery and not having it?" I asked looking towards Doctor Buckler with a very worried expression.
"Well having the surgery you are more than likely to get at least 85% functionality in all your fingers. But after surgery sometimes the nerves won't communicate properly with your brain so that can cause your whole arm to like spazz out and not respond, but if it does do that It will only last for up to 3 hours, no longer." Victoria says as she looks between Paige and me.
Victoria then continues what she was saying as she looks from me to my hand and then back to Paige. "But if you don't have the surgery you will slowly lose all feeling in your hand. You might be thinking that you already have lost all feeling. But that will come back soon once the glass is out of your hand."
So…If I have the surgery I will get 85% functionality back in my hand, but my whole arm can become unresponsive. But if I don't have the surgery then I won't be able to feel my hand. I need my hand to swim and to write! I'm not becoming a left hander!
Before the Doctor has the chance to say anything else I say "Doc, I've made my decision and I'm going to have the surgery."
"Great. Okay, I'll start organizing everything. Also Emily you will need to stay the night here so we can monitor your hand and make sure nothing is happening." Victoria says while she is printing out pages of documents on her computer.
"That's fine. Will you take the glass out when I'm in surgery?" I ask the Doctor because I'm not 100% sure when my hand will be fixed.
"Yes that is correct. While you're asleep tomorrow we will remove the glass and reattach the nerves. We will also stitch up your hand."
"Okay. But what about all the blood that will be lost because of the glass. Can't you just take the glass out now?" I ask because I want to know if I will need a blood bag or something.
"If we do remove the glass now, it can cause more damage. Because some glass shards are either on your nerves or very close so one wrong movement and you can make a lot more damage."
I just want this glass out of my hand. I hate looking at it. When I look at it my mind automatically goes back to the moment it happened.
-FLASH BACK-
"Do you know what Codename Blade is?" Paige asks.
As soon as she says the words I feel my anger over take me and I can tell that the next thing I do won't be pretty. I can also tell that the color of my eyes have changed into a blacker brown.
As my anger over takes my body I turn around and start punching a glass mirror. I can't feel anything in my hand let alone my body.
I continue punching the mirror and yell "NO! I DON'T KNOW WHAT IT IS! AND I WISH THAT I DID SO I COULD FIGURE OUT WHY SHE FUCKING USED ME TO GET THAT THING IN HER POSSESSION!" By now I've completely smashed the mirror and all its fragments are on the floor. So all I'm punching now is the back of the frame.
-FLASH BACK-
I hate that feeling I had, I could probably break anything in the room. I had no control over myself or my body and all I wanted to do was take my anger out on something or someone.
I'm really glad that I didn't hurt Paige because otherwise I would never forgive myself and I would probably be in jail or running away from Rosewood.
I start shaking my head trying to get these bad thoughts out of my head or at least push them to the back of my head.
"Can you please take the glass out now? I don't care about the damage the surgery will fix it." I say with begging eyes to the Doctor.
"I can. But I wouldn't advise it. Are you sure you want to do this?" Victoria replies while mostly looking at Paige, sort of giving Paige a look saying help me it isn't a good idea.
Victoria and Paige are still looking at each other but Victoria interrupts their eye contact and says. "Can I please speak to your friend outside?" Indicating with a nod of her head towards Paige that she wants to talk to Paige outside.
Oh god. Why would Doctor Buckler want to talk with Paige outside? Is Doctor Buckler not telling me something?
Doctor Buckler stands up and opens the door, while Paige stands up and walks out of the room.
PAGIE'S POV
Today has been a very long day. With having school and then going to Emily's and now we here in the hospital. I'm very tired because I haven't been sleeping well since I didn't really know what happened to Emily while she was out with the police officer three days ago.
I am now making my way out of the private room that I've been sitting in for the past couple of hours. Trying to comfort Emily and try to help her make a decision in what she should do with her hand.
I wonder what Doctor Buckler wants to talk to me about. Is it something bad or is it something good?
My thoughts get interrupted by Doctor Buckler's voice once she closes the door behind me. "Hi…I'm sorry but I don't know your name. I'm Doctor Buckler but I'm pretty sure you already know that."
"Yeh I do. My name is Paige. Paige McCullers. I'm a friend of Emily's." I ask as I extend my hand out towards the Doctor for her to shake. The Doctor shakes my hand with quite a firm grip.
We both let go of the handshake and Doctor Buckler gets straight to the point. "I highly advise Emily not to get the glass out of her hand now. As more damage can make the risks higher."
"Yes. I understand that. But how can the risks become higher?" I ask while looking at the doctor.
"Well if I damage some nerves more than they are it can cause a bit more damage later on. Like how her arm would spazz out it would spazz out and if it doesn't respond for a long period of time then that can mean that the nerves have disconnected again and aren't healing properly."
As the doctor speaks I just nod my head acknowledging that I understand what she's saying. "Kay, I'll try to talk to her. But she seems very serious about getting the glass out now." I respond to what the doctor was saying.
"Also one more thing. If you can't get her to change her mind I do have to take the glass out. As I have to respect the patient's decision." Victoria says as she starts opening up the door to enter the private room we were in a few minutes ago.
I just nod and walk back into the private room. As I enter into the room I see Emily on the phone I just manage to catch the end of the conversation. "Okay…I'll meet you there, and yes I will bring it."
EMILY'S POV
After being on the cell phone for as long as Paige and Doc have been outside I put my phone away.
Paige comes and takes a seat next to me again, where she was positioned a few minutes ago before she left. The Doctor doesn't come into the room. She just says "I'll be back in a few. I need to see what room is available for you Emily." With that she leaves Paige and me in the room alone.
Before I can even start to think about what I was saying on the phone Paige speaks. "Emily…Are you sure that you want to get the glass out now?"
I sigh hearing what she is talking about. Yes! I am sure I want to get this glass out of my hand. I don't want to look at my hand and see the memory of what happened and what could have happened.
"Yes. Paige I'm sorry if you don't like my decision but I don't want to look at my hand and see the glass any longer than I have to." I respond is a very sincere voice.
"Hey…I will respect whatever decision that you make. I just want you to make sure you are 100% sure about this decision." While talking Paige grabs my good hand and wraps both her hands about my good hand. Her hands are so warm and soft. I feel like I have electricity running through me at the touch of Paige's touch. "Like I said back at your house. I am here for you, whenever!" With that she squeezes my hand a little bit.
"Thank you Paige. But I'm happy with my decision and I really just want to get out of here as fast as I can." I need to tell Paige the truth, so I do.
Doctor Buckler then knocks on the door and comes back in. I say "Doc, I would like the glass out of my hand as soon as possible."
Doctor Buckler brings her chair over to the bed that I'm sitting on, with her she has all this medical equipment would I assume is for taking the glass out of my hands.
1 Hour Later…
After having Doctor Buckler carefully taking out most of the glass shards, I am now sitting up on my hospital bed in different hospital room; the one where I will be spending the night.
I don't think that anything went wrong when Doctor Buckler was pulling out the glass from my hand. But we won't know for sure until after my operation which is at 7:30am tomorrow.
I reach over to the table by my bed and grab my phone. I look and see that I have a missed call from the person I was on the phone with earlier.
The time on my phone reads 11:30pm, Paige is fast asleep sitting in a chair next to my bed. I'm surprised that the Doctors or Nurses haven't kicked her out because she isn't a relative.
I raise my injured hand and just look at it. It's wrapped up in bandages there isn't as much blood as there was earlier today when it first happened.
I put my hand back down beside my body and I just admire Paige as she sleeps. If she wakes up now it would probably be really awkward and she'll probably think I'm a creepy stalker that watches her while she sleeps.
But I can't help but admire how cute and peacefully she looks now as she sleeps. Paige is curled up in a ball on a big chair, her hair has fallen mostly in her face and it seems like she's having a nice dream because she is smiling while she lets out little snoring sounds.
After I've sat on the hospital bed for about half an hour, just admiring Paige and thinking about certain things, like why is Paige sticking with me? Why does she want to be here for me? Is she going to start using me as well? No! Paige won't do that. She seems to care way too much in order to do that to me.
I lay down on the hospital bed and try to get as comfortable as possible. I look up towards the ceiling because I don't feel sleep coming to me any time soon.
A/N: :O Who do you think Emily was on the phone with?
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