Second Chances? – Chapter 35
By MyNameIsCAL
-Fang's POV-
I thought about last night as I dressed, trying not to look at myself in the mirror now. Max had been right about everything.
She handed me the keys as I walked through the kitchen and I missed her goodbye.
"I'll see you later," I told her.
She returned a smile and I went to Alex, telling her I'd see her after school.
"Tell Uncle Iggy I said hi!" Alex exclaimed. "And Auntie Ella."
"Of course," I replied.
Alex hugged me and then I was out the door, getting into Max's car.
The car ride to Iggy's house almost seemed peaceful. It was early still, school not having started yet and early commuters already at work. Every now and then a car would pass me on the other side of the road. It had been a while since I had drove. Usually Max did the driving.
I watched Ella hold onto Iggy's arm as they made their way to the car. She sat in the back behind me, Iggy sitting in the middle next to her.
"Hey, Fang," Ella greeted. "How are you?"
"Good," I told her.
Iggy looked surprised and I shrugged even though he couldn't see me. I backed out of the driveway and started towards the doctor's office.
"Alex says hi, by the way," I told them.
"Well, you tell her we say hi back and that we hope to see her soon," Ella laughed.
I stopped at the empty intersection. The light turned green a minute later and I stepped on the gas.
"Wait, Fang…"
"What's that, Ig?"
And then there was a loud crash. I looked down to see blood staining my shirt. After that, I blacked out.
I regained consciousness on a stretcher. The lights went by above me, bright.
"He's waking up!" someone shouted.
A mask came down on my face.
"You…you can't give me morphine," I croaked. Having that would be just as bad as heroin.
And then I blacked out again.
It was probably a long time later, but it only felt like a few seconds when I woke up to an empty hospital room. My vision was blurry and my head felt numb. I tried to sit up, but I felt more dizzy and fell back against my pillows. Where was the call button? I pressed it and a nurse came in.
I pulled my oxygen mask off and the nurse grabbed my hands, trying to push it back to my face.
"Where is my wife?" asked, putting my hand around the nurse's wrist.
She stopped struggling against me. "I…I don't know sir. I can check the waiting room."
"Please," I begged.
The nurse dashed out of the room and I put the mask back on. My arm was bandaged all the way to my shoulder and I couldn't move it. Actually, my whole left side seemed to have these bandages around it. I could barely move either of my legs. Now it felt like a long time had went by before the door opened.
"Oh my god, Fang," Max rushed to my right side. I lifted my hand slowly and she took it, sitting on the edge of my bed.
I pulled the mask off again. "Max…Max, what happened?"
"You got hit by a car," she said, smoothing my hair, her eyes teary looking.
"What?"
"You don't…you don't remember?"
"N…no," I stared at her. If we had been hit from the side, that meant Ella had to be somewhere in the hospital. "Ella…where is Ella?"
"I don't know, Fang."
"The baby…"
Her eyes found the wall. "I know."
I closed my eyes. This would be my fault if anything happened to them. I shouldn't have even gotten my stupid license. When I opened my eyes, Max was staring at the IV drip.
"What's wrong?"
"You're not in pain."
I looked up at it.
"Shit, I gotta tell someone," Max jumped off the bed, hurrying out of the room. Squinting, I read the label.
Morphine.
I felt sick suddenly and the room began to spin. Angrily, I ripped out the needle in my arm, pulling off the wires connected to me. The monitors started to beep loudly, according to the one that kept track of my heartbeat, I was dead. I threw the blankets off, pulling myself up, using my good hand to get my legs around the bed.
"Fang, what are you doing?" Max came back in, the doctor and nurse behind her. I pushed myself off the bed, trying to stand, but my left leg gave way. She ran, catching me.
"Now is not the time to freak out, Fang," she whispered, heaving me back onto the bed. "You're going to be fine. Okay?"
"No, I want to get out of here!"
She grabbed me by the shoulders, forcing me to meet her eyes. "Fang, listen to me."
"This is my fault. I don't deserve…"
"Fang!" Her voice became sharp and I felt my mouth shut in response. She dropped her hands from my shoulders, her eyes still locked on mine. Now she spoke softly. "Fang, it's not your fault, okay?"
The doctor and nurse were now trying to get me to lie down again. I wanted to resist, but it wouldn't do anything but make things worse. They attached all the wires back. The doctor went to put the IV back, but Max stopped him.
"He won't be able to take the pain," the doctor insisted. "With withdrawal symptoms and the injuries from the crash, it'll kill him."
Max let go of the doctor and he stuck me with the IV. When the nurse and the doctor left, Max took a seat next to the bed.
"You should rest," she muttered. "I'll bring Alex tomorrow, okay? We'll be here in the morning when you wake up. Promise me you'll get some sleep."
"Alright," I grumbled.
She put the oxygen mask back on me. "Goodnight, Fang."
And she kissed my forehead, leaving me to my own thoughts. Ella and Iggy. Where were they now?
Well, if you've been wondering, I've started to plan out the end for this story. So I'm thinking that there won't be too much more of me hurting Fang in this fic after this whole ordeal is over with the car crash. Alright, I now, that doesn't sound reassuring at all. The next chapter will be up over the weekend. Thanks for reading!