I got my Siamese cat Lulu a pink collar that has cupcakes on it! It is so cute! Sorry, just had to tell you guys that.
I own none of the characters. The idea for Enchanted is completely the work of Walt Disney studios not me.
Chapter 12: Entire World
A heart monitor beeped with momentum. Robert stared at the clock. He listened to the tick-tock of the seconds hand. These small noises seemed so loud to him in the private hospital room. This was so much different than the ward he had been in. He hated every second of it. He looked over at Giselle who was still unconscious. They had stitched up her lip and her leg, as well as washed off as much blood as they could, because after awhile, there had been a lot.
Robert reached over and grabbed her limp hand. Though she was alive her skin felt so cold. Robert had been beating himself up about this ever since he got into the ambulance. He told himself this was his entire fault. And that if he hadn't been such a pushover and let her go on her own this wouldn't have happened. He should have been there for her. This was all his fault.
Of course in reality it wasn't, and that it could have happened if he had been there too. There was nothing he could do but just wait. The doctors didn't even know if she was going to be okay. So far she hadn't woken up once. She could be in a coma. She could have brain damage! Anything!
Time seemed to pass slower than slow. Robert had called Lucy's mother when he got to the hospital (he had it incase of emergencies as such) and told her what happened to his arm and Giselle and that he didn't want Morgan to worry so she shouldn't tell her. He just said to tell Morgan whatever she could to save him some time and that he would pick her up as soon as he could. He thought about going to pick her up now. But he couldn't, he just couldn't leave Giselle.
He could hear his own slow heart beat in his ears in time with the beeping with the heart monitor, as if their hearts were one. Then the beeping slowed down until it became a steady ring. Robert shot up and ran out into the hall. "Somebody help! Her heart stopped. Somebody help!" he shouted frantically.
Two doctors came running along with some nurses. One doctor prepared the heart defibrillator with the orange gel stuff. A few more doctors ran in having gotten the page.
"I'm sorry sir, but you have to leave," one doctor said to him as someone said "Put it at 150!" "150 now!" a loud shocking sound and Giselle's chest lurched and her whole body shook. They all stared at the heart monitor screen. Robert wouldn't leave. Nothing happened. "Put it at 225!" "225 now!" another loud shock and the same thing happened.
"Sir! You have to leave!" the doctor shouted.
"I'm not leaving! She's my fiancé!" Robert shouted back.
"You can't stay in here!" he shouted. "Put it at 300!" "300 now!" the loud shocking noise filled the room and after a few seconds the heart monitor started beeping again.
The whole room sighed with relief and the doctors and nurses started clearing out. Two stayed behind to make she was going to be alright.
"Is she alright?" Robert asked walking up to one of the doctors.
"She should be, but you never know when that kind of thing is going to happen. As for if she will be okay long term, we have to wait till she wakes up," the doctor explained not wanting to tell Robert that it could possibly be a long time till she wakes up.
"Alright, is there anything to do but wait?" Robert asked.
"I'm afraid not Sir, but the best for you to do is probably get up and take a brake, you've been in here for four hours. It's already past3:30 PM," the doctor suggested.
Robert sighed and looked over at Giselle and nodded to the doctor. He walked over to the side of the bed. He kissed Giselle's forehead and whispered in her ear, "I'll be back, I promise."
He walked down hall after hall until he came to the front entrance. Outside the air seemed so much better and he took a deep breath before flagging down a taxi with his good arm. He climbed in and said the address of the apartment complex Morgan's friend Lucy lived in.
"You know that's only a few blocks up right?" the driver asked.
"Yeah."
"Bad day huh?"
"You have no idea," Robert said as the man started the car again.
"Yesterday some soaking wet chick seemed to be having a bad day too, she shoved ten bucks in my hand and left without taking her change," the driver said, "I have to say she was kinda hot. She had red hair and was wearing a dress. But like I said, she was drenched."
Robert smiled knowing exactly who he was talking about. "Yeah, she's my fiancé. I broke my arm yesterday."
"No kidding! Then this must be your second bad day in a row! What happened?" the driver asked curiously, they were in bumper to bumper traffic.
Robert sighed, "She got hit by a car."
The driver choked on the water he was drinking, "What?"
"Yeah," Robert said.
"I'm so sorry! Is she okay?" the driver asked.
"I don't know, it happened around noon and she still hasn't woken up," Robert said. It felt good to talk about it, even if it was with a total stranger.
"I'm real sorry, man. I hope she'll be okay," the driver said.
"Yeah, me too," Robert sighed as they pulled up to the complex.
"Nice talkin' with you," the driver said as Robert handed him ten bucks.
"Keep the change," he said smiling. The driver nodded and pulled away.
Robert walked into the lobby of the apartment complex across the street from the one he lived in. Lucy's mother had told him where hers was so he didn't have much trouble finding it on the second floor.
"Daddy!" Morgan said running up to him, "What happened to your arm?"
"I broke it yesterday," he said.
"Where's Giselle?" Morgan mused.
"Umm, Sweetie, Giselle isn't here," Robert said, unable to tell the little girl.
"Where is she?" Morgan asked again.
"Get your stuff and we'll talk about it in a bit," Robert said.
Morgan turned around and ran with Lucy back to her room. Her mother, Denise, came over to Robert.
"Is she going to be okay?" Denise asked.
"I don't know, she still hasn't woken up," Robert said.
"I'm so sorry," Denise said shaking her head.
"I can't hardly tell myself that it really happened, I don't know how to tell Morgan," Robert said looking down the hall.
"I know what you mean," Denise said. "Morgan is a really strong little girl, but I don't know how the relationship between her and your fiancé is."
Robert sighed, "Her mom left when she was a baby. I had a girlfriend for about five years, but her and Morgan never clicked. Then Giselle came along and waltzed into our lives. Morgan loves her so much, she is more of a mother to her than any has ever been. Which just makes it more difficult to tell her. We're supposed to get married in June, and Morgan is so excited about Giselle actually being her mom. I'm scared for her, if Giselle…," Robert couldn't finish that sentence, he just couldn't say it, "Then I don't know if she'll ever be the same again."
"Or you," Denise said.
"What?"
"If you'll ever be the same either. I mean, I can tell. Just the way you talk about Giselle, that she's your entire world," Denise said.
Robert thought about this, it was true, Giselle was his entire world. And even though she hadn't been with them long, he couldn't imagine life without her. Morgan came back with her backpack.
"Thank you for inviting me over!" Morgan said.
"Thank you for coming," Lucy replied, just like any good children would in front of their parent even though they both already knew they had had a good time.
Robert walked down the sidewalk toward the hospital holding Morgan's hand.
"Dad, where are we going?" Morgan asked when they didn't cross the street to their apartment complex.
Robert walked closer to the building and kneeled next to Morgan and ran his fingers through her hair.
"Dad?" Morgan asked worriedly, though she was little, she wasn't stupid, "Where's Giselle?"
"She's in the hospital," Robert said trying to keep himself from tearing up, because the one thing that scares kids most is when adults are scared, because then it must really be something to be scared of.
Morgan gasped, "Why?"
Robert took a deep breath and then started off, "Today around lunch, Giselle went across the street to pick you up from Lucy's but…," Robert was fighting to keep going, "She never reached the other side."
"Oh Daddy!" Morgan said bursting out in tears and hugging him.
Robert continued to whisper into her ear, choking on his own tears, "A taxi hit her, and she had to be taken to the hospital." Robert closed his eyes as Morgan sobbed into his shoulder.
After awhile Morgan's tears subsided to sniffles, "Is she going to be okay?"
Robert couldn't lie to her, though that is what he wanted to do, "I don't know Sweetheart, I don't know." He stood up and taking Morgan's hand in his good one they started walking again. When they reached the hospital right across the street and the walking light turned on he just stood there, staring. He couldn't bare to believe she was in there, he couldn't cross that street. People crossed streets all the time and didn't get hurt. But his Giselle did. And he wasn't ready to face it.
This is so sad! Have you ever been mad at yourself for doing something? That is what I feel like! WHY DID I HAVE TO MAKE HER GET HIT BY A CAR!? It's not Robert's fault! It's MINE!! But then again, it's this stuff that makes the story good!