Shaking From The Pain That's In My Head,
Just Wanna Crawl Into Bed & Throw Away The Life I've Led.
"Everyone get into the auditorium!" Kakashi yelled.
The students that were cowering in the back of the room quickly got up and ran into the hallways. Kakashi ran over by Sakura and Gaara. He knelt down beside the two of them. He placed his hand of the bleeding wound, trying to slow down the bleeding.
Sakura couldn't help but cry. One of her best friends was dying in her arms and she couldn't do anything about it. Tears kept falling freely down her cheeks as she thought about her relation with Gaara. He was one of her best friends, even if she only knew him for a few months.
He was in pain.
His body wouldn't stop trembling.
He was trying his best to stay awake like Sakura had told him.
First he tried to make his body stop shaking.
He tried.
But from him trying, he started to cough. A metal taste filled his mouth.
Sakura started to cry harder when she hear Gaara started to cough. But the worst part was that she knew he was coughing up blood. "S-sak-ura."
Sakura looked down at Gaara. "Shh, Gaara. Everything's gonna be okay." Sakura whispered.
"I-I'm s-sorry."
"You didn't do anything wrong."
Sakura knew that he was starting to lose consciousness, but was trying to stay awake . . . for her.
Sakura started to hear more people to file into the room. "It's gonna be okay, Gaara." She whispered in his ear.
Paramedics came rushing up to her and started to inspect Gaara. "Get the stretcher in here!" The medic looking at the bullet wound called.
Sakura started to sob when she notice Gaara's hand slowly loosen around hers. "We need you to let go, Miss."
Sakura did as she was told, and let Gaara go. The medics carefully lifted Gaara onto the stretcher, as Sakura quickly stood up. The medics looked at her confused. "I'm coming with."
They nodded once and started to leave the room.
The group hurried outside where an ambulance was waiting for them. The paramedics lifted the stretcher into the truck and hurried inside. Sakura climbed into the truck and sat down as the doors were being closed. She watched as they immediately started to get to work. "Get an oxygen mask on him!" One ordered.
"Keep pressure on that wound!"
"What's his heart rate?" One asked.
"Fifty!" Another answered.
"We need to hurry!"
Sakura looked to her side and noticed one of the medics was sitting next to her. "Um . . . can I ask you something?"
"Sure thing, Miss."
"Um, what's his heart rate supposed to be?"
"Well, the average heart rate is supposed to be anywhere from sixty to one hundred."
Sakura started to panic. "So . . . he really is dying." She mumbled.
Sakura felt a hand on her shoulder and noticed the medic looking at her. "Have faith. We'll save your buddy in no time." He smiled.
I hope you're not lying.
The emergency doors flew open as the medics from the truck and Sakura hurried inside. Nurses came running up to the head medic. "Get a room with an I.V., and a heart monitor ready." The medic told.
The nurse nodded before running off with another nurse. Another nurse came up to the medic. "The doctor should be ready any minute."
"Okay. Thank-you, Susan."
They quickly went into a room where nurses were ready to do what they were told. Four nurses came up and picked Gaara up off of the stretcher and onto the hospital bed. The medics left once the doctor finally came in. He held out his hands towards a nurse while she started to put rubber gloves on. "So, what do we have?"
"Gunshot wound in the left side of his chest." A nurse told.
"Get the patient ready for immediate surgery. I'm sorry, Miss, but you have to exit the room." The doctor told.
Sakura slowly nodded as she headed for the door. She looked back at Gaara once before she left the room.
A nurse hurried over to the bed and placed an oxygen mask over Gaara's nose and mouth. Another nurse hooked him up to an I.V. and a heart rate monitor. A steady beeping noise filled the room. "Get his shirt off." The doctor instructed.
A nurse walked over to Gaara with a pair of scissors and cut a straight line down his shirt. The doctor observed the wound. "The bullet is still lodged in his muscle. Hand me some tongs."
The nurse handed the doctor the tongs. He carefully put the tongs into the wound, trying to grab the bullet. But then he stopped. Everyone turned their attention to the heart monitor. "His heart rate's stopped!"
The doctor quickly removed the tongs. "Get the defibrillator ready."
A nurse came over with the machine and started to rub the two handles together. "Clear!" She shouted as she brought the two handles on Gaara's chest.
The monitor beeped three times before the line fell flat again. "Clear!" She shouted once again.
This time the monitor only beeped twice before falling flat once again. "Damn-it, I'm not about to lose this patient. Give me a shot of adrenaline!" The doctor ordered.
A nurse came up to him with a syringe full of clear liquid. The doctor swiped it from her hand and injected the adrenaline into Gaara's chest. The heart monitor started to beep, but then fell flat. "Once more."
"Clear!"
This time the heart monitor began to beep, and to their relief, kept beeping. Everyone in the room sighed. "Okay, let's finish this."
Sakura sat outside the room.
She never stopped crying.
A few minutes she left the room, she heard the doctor demanding orders.
She knew then that something was going wrong.
"So, friends?" Sakura questioned.
Gaara looked at her. "Sure, why not?"
Sakura smiled and quickly gave him a hug.
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Sasuke held his face in his hands. Gaara cracked his knuckles on the hand he just punch Sasuke with. Gaara walked back towards Sakura. "Well, that felt good."
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Sakura buried her faced in his hair when she saw the blood flowing freely from the wound. "Please . . . don't leave me here."
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Sakura buried her face in her hands. I hope you're okay.
Well there's chapter 10! W00t!! I might be able to get another chapter up soon. I think there's gonna be a snowday on Wed. Six inches and up of snow. :p R&R