3:00 am
EDDES POV
something isn't right... it's not right... go find out what's wrong... wake...up... wake up...WAKE U -My eyes snap open.
I look up from position on my back and see the ceiling fan still moving, but it looked to be turned up at a faster speed.
"huh?"
I said to myself surprised when a burst of visible air comes out my mouth.
I breathed out again and again and there was still puffs of hot air coming out into the, what had to be, below freezing room. I looked over toward the empty, cold side of the bed, and taking the comforter off the bed and wrapping it around my shoulders, trying to evade the cold. First item on the checklist was turn the heat on max. Check. I turned it back up to it's original 71F and felt the immediately blast of warm air start to circulate the house. Up next on the list, check on Christopher. I went by his room, cracked open the door and peeked in. He was still passed out, like nothing happened. Lastly, Buck. Where could he have gone at, I looked at the clock on the living room wall, 3 in the morning.
I turned the corner going into the kitchen and saw Buck sitting at the kitchen island with an ice pack laying around his neck, and sweating pouring down his body.
"Buck?"
I called.
"You okay?"
"Can' seem to coo' down'"
He replied, again sounding drunk.
Worried I came up behind him, forgetting the comforter and leaving it on the ground, and placed my hand on the back of his head just above the ice pack. Leaning on my other arm on the table, to get a better look at him. His eyes were kind of glazed over, and his hands shook where they laid limply on the counter. He suddenly looked over at me with empty eyes and uttered
"My...body's... num'"
Confused at the declaration, I quirked my eyebrow and rubbed his head with the hand that was still in his sweat soaked hair.
"What do you mean your body's numb? What's wrong?"
Instead of answering my question, he grabbed his with one hand and used the other to grip the edge of the counter. The next thing I know he scrambles to get out of the seat, knocking it over in the process.
"Ugh!"
Buck screamed and collapsed to his knees, taking me down to my knees with him due to the fact that when he stood up with such urgency, my arms automatically encircled him in hope of calming him down.
"Buck talk to me!"
I pleaded.
He looked up at me and I looked into his eyes which appeared to be crossing and uncrossing.
"Hea'...killin'...mmm"
He slurred out while his nose simultaneously began to slowly drizzle out dark streaks of thick blood.
"Buck,Buck,baby!"
I called out repeatedly, my hands holding both sides of his face up while red dots continued to spot the floor beneath him. When out of nowhere his body gave out and he leaned into me. If not for my left hand letting go of his face and wrapping around his waist he would have completely collapsed on me.
Using the leverage I had I somehow laid him down on his back and turned him on side as to prevent him from choking on his blood.
That was honestly best decision I may have made in my life, because while turning him onto his side, I saw the first sign that a seizure was going to hit.
Bucks body suddenly went uncharacteristicly still and rigid. His neck was taut and nose still slugishly bleeding, when he let out one long, deep groan and went into the grips of the seizure.
I grabbed the comforter, dropped earlier, two feet away from me and stuffed it under the side of Bucks head that was beating continuously on the hardwood floor. Grabbing the corner of the comforter, I wiped off some spittle and blood from his face. 'I need to get him to the hospital NOW!' I thought. But I didn't want to call an ambulance because that's going to make alot of noise and scare Christopher.
"Carla."
I said out loud leaving Buck in search of my phone in my room, right after I made it to where he would stay on his side in the midst of the fit.
punching in speed dial, Carla picked up on the third ring and said she'll be there in ten. Rushing back to Buck I found that he was still heavily in the grips even though it's been about 5 minutes.
"Too long!"
I said once against out loud, this time a bit louder than before.
I went back to monitoring Buck and prayed Carla made it before ten minutes.
And by God she was. She made it here half the expected time. I saw from the open blinds, that I forgot to close, her hop out of her and haul ass to the front door, after she unlocked it with her personal key.
"Eddie!"
She called out.
"In here!"
I called back.
She ran around the corner of the living room and saw Bucks fit slowing down and me probably looking petrified.
"I'll stay here with Christopher and explain to him ... something in the morning, while you get him to the hospital. Now!"
That's all I needed to spring into action.
I grabbed my phone that was discarded on the ground, my hoodie and a pair of sweats and flung myself into them, since I was still in my boxers.
I went back to where Buck was and found that he was laying still; he was going into the post seizure phase and would be asleep. Hence why I wrapped him up in the comforter, picked up in a bridal carry and took him to the hospital where he should've been all along.
