Holy Shit
MY POV:
My head was pounding when I woke up. I was a bit disorientated too. I had a reaction and flew up. At least that was what had happened if I wasn't restrained. I looked through the room and saw it was empty and I didn't recognize it. I was hooked up on a few machines which were in plugged by needles in my body. If I hadn't been restrained they were indeed pulled out again. Slowly I started to remember what had happened. But I couldn't understand why I had passed out. Just some needles where ripped out . I decided to lay down and wait till someone would come in, I knew from experience that I couldn't get lose from the strains even if I tried my hardest. I was just confused and eager to know what had happened. I was angry at the guy and was about to show him that but then a terrible pain and nothing.
After some minutes of lying there a nurse came in. "Hey" I asked "what happened", "I will get one of the majors for you , they can explain what happened". "Ok" I said. After some more waiting time major Stefan came in. "Hey" he said, "you gave us quiet a scare". "What happened" was all I asked. "Can you remember anything that happened" he asked. "Well I was really angry" I said, "I had a hold on my anger for the whole day but then I just flipped he was so in my face with all his comments". "Because I really couldn't take it anymore and tried to get to him but forgot I was attached to all the lines and machines". "When I shot up I felt a harsh pain and everything went black". "Do you remember where you felt that pain" he asked. I thought about it for a while "yeah" I said "I felt it where the lines where ripped out, but that had nothing on the pain I felt in my chest". "Yeah" he said "it was your heart", "what" I said. "You had a slight heart attack".
"A heart attack" I heard myself say now I was scared I was never really scared of my heart condition I think I never took it really serious but a heart attack was serious. "So" I asked "this is bad right". "Well" he said "the doctors and nurses here fixed it". "They had to shoot you up with a lot of stuff and operated on you". "You were asleep for four days and at this moment you are full of morphine so you won't feel anything". I was really scared now and felt that my eyes where watering. "I don't want to die" I whispered. "Shh" he said "you are not going to die". I nodded by his convincing words but was still scared. There was only one thing or better said one person I wanted right now. "I want major Damon" I said "where is major Damon". "Hey" he said "he's not here right now but he is on his way I called him immediately when they told me you woke up". "You are in the hospital right now major Damon was here almost all the time I kind of persuaded him to go back to the camp". "I will get the restrains off of you and wait with you till he is here ok". "Yeah" I half cried "ok. "Thank you sir" I said.
Major Stefan's POV:
She had a freaking heart attack when she collapsed on the ground the doctor came rushed through the door and send her to a normal hospital a.s.a.p. She was operated there but we still weren't sure what had caused her acute heart attack. That the doctors where still worried was an understatement. They decided to keep her in an induced coma for a while so she would be pain free for a few more days. After the days went by her condition progressed she was back to almost normal at least that was what the doctors said. The cause of the heart attack was still not clear but the doctors upgraded her medication and if she followed her prescription she would be just fine. Although they stopped the induced coma a yesterday morning she only woke up now. She was still full of morphine but that would soon end. My brother had spend almost all his time in the hospital he was very worried. When the doctors said everything would be alright in time I could persuade him to get some rest.
MY POV:
I was afraid, like really afraid. After about fifteen minutes of waiting major Damon finally came in and major Stefan left the room. I started to cry instantly not being able to hold the charade up any longer. "Hey" he said, "it's ok let it out, you are going to be ok" he came sitting on my bed and pulled me into a hug. "I am scared" I whispered, "it's ok kiddow, it's ok" he whispered. While rubbing my back. I don't know how long I cried for in his arms, but eventually fell asleep. When I woke up probably late at night I saw major Damon sitting on the chair that he pulled up next to my bed. His head lay on my bed and I saw he was sleeping. I had to go to the toilet. The strains where off so I figured I would be able to walk to it I really didn't want to wake major Damon up. I had seen that there was a toilet in the room while I got up I tried to do that as quietly as possible so I wouldn't wake him but failed miserably. When he saw what I was about to do he shot up and panicking said "what are you doing". "I have to go to the toilet" I said. "Let me help you" he said, I put my feet on the ground and tried to stand up but failed miserably I couldn't hold myself up and was about to fall wasn't it for major Damon catching me. "It's not going to work" he said, "I am going to carry you" I nodded ashamed I knew there probably wasn't another solution. So I let him.
Major Damon's POV:
I had been worried sick about her for the past few days I didn't eat I didn't sleep. My brother made me go back home and even there I couldn't get my head of off it. The Rebel was way too attached to me, but it was the same the other way around. I really have no clue what it is why I am this attached to her. I guess I can relate a bit to how she is feeling but not quite. I don't know I asked my father this question too and he said it was ok to feel this way but that I had to look out that I wouldn't get too deep in. I was relieved when I got called and was told she'd woken up. I went straight to the hospital. She was a complete mess especially mentally. She was scared I had seen her scared before but she was terrified now. My guess was that she never really thought that this could happen. She had some minor fall outs compared to this with getting dizzy and losing conscience but never this big.
She cried in my arms for I don't know how long until she finally fell asleep exhausted by her own crying. I put her on the bed to make her comfortable. I lay my head on her bed and fell asleep for the first time in I don't know how long. I was awoken by movement on the bed. She had to go to the toilet but couldn't walk properly. Because of that I took her to the bathroom. I talked to the doctors. They told us she could be placed back at the camp hospital but she had to stay there and keep it easy for the coming few weeks. They warned us the medication would stop working and that she would be in a lot of pain. The other downside was that there was a possibility because of the big amount of morphine she had gotten into her system that she would have withdrawal symptoms again.
We transferred her back to the camp base and she was happy to be in an environment that she knew. She was getting better and better every day and two weeks after she woke up in the hospital she was able to go back to the group. Everything in that period of time went well she had some addiction problems but other than a few restless days it didn't come. I was grateful for that. Although I was a bit weary over the fact that she would be placed back into the group. How would the group react to her being back. They knew what happen. Her position in the group had always been strong. But this was weakness. Although I knew a lot of people where concerned. There were also some people who would make it very difficult for her. Especially with her anger problem. They would test her, big time and how she would cope with that was essential for her recovery. It was hard for her to open up to the other majors or to anyone besides to me. If there was something bothering her she only wanted to talk to me. It was not good she was too attached.
MY POV:
I was back in the group and I was nervous I knew that everybody knew what had happened to me and I was especially afraid for their reactions. Everyone thought was very nice and pleasant towards me. When I dropped my schoolbooks in the hallway Kowalski even stopped and helped picking them up for me. "Hey" he said "I am really sorry I was such an ass to you the first few weeks I just you know have issues and need to work on them I see that now". "It's ok" I said "I have issues too and need to work on them especially with anger". "I shouldn't have reacted at your provoking". "But I am glad you helped me you know" I said "when they kicked my ass". "You tried to stop them and got me I am grateful for that". He nodded "truce" he asked. I looked at his hand which he held in front of them. "Truce" I said while I shook his hand.
When Kowalski walked away I saw major Stefan with a big grin on his face staring at me. I walked passed him and whispered "take that shit grinned smile of your face". He just laughed. "Did I just see you make a friend". "And of all off them it's your mortal enemy". "Well friends I don't know" I said "but we called it truce". "I'm glad for that" he said. "I know" I said "me too I just have a feeling there is someone else who doesn't like me a lot and won't call it a truce". I whispered to major Stefan who looked into the direction I was looking at where the 'new kid' was eying me and sliced a finger over his neck saying your death. "That's enough" major Stefan yelled. "100 pushups for you and I want an essay written by you with over 2000 words which tells me why you behave this way and what your issues are". His grin faded and he look very angry while doing the pushups.
The weeks passed and I improved a bit in my anger management but every time I felt I was doing better and better I had a set back and released my anger. Always on the same guy the new kid who wasn't as new now anymore.