Chapter 11
I woke up slowly, my chest in pain as well as my arm.
I opened my eyes to the sound of a heart monitor by my bed and my dad and the doctor over me, waiting for me to wake up.
"Ah, good, you're awake. Welcome back, Miss Nowicki. You've been out of it for a while. Now, you had a few broken ribs and a broken left arm. Now, we -" the doctor cut off as I started coughing badly. My mouth had a coppery taste to it.
When I turned my head back to the doctor, my dad gasped in shock. The doctor touched my bottom lip and his finger came away with blood on it. He turned around and called for one of the nurses.
"Nurse, we need to do a test. I think she may have internal bleeding."
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As it turned out, the doctor was right. Somehow one of my ribs had punctured my lung somewhere. The only thing was, the doctors couldn't figure out where my lung was punctured.
When the doctors told me I had only about a week to live, I asked if the doctors would let me have visitors and he said yes, but no more than one or two at a time. Then they let Ian come in to see me.
"Remember that number I gave you?" I asked Ian. When he nodded, I told him, "Call him. Tell him to bring Thierry, James, and Quinn. Don't tell him anything else. Just where to come."
Just as I finished telling Ian what to do, I passed out once again.
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Chapter 12
When I woke up again, he was in the hospital room with me. I knew there was no one else there.
He was sitting by my bed, holding my hand.
"Do you know yet?" I asked him.
"All I know is that you're in here. What's going on, Kerry?" Ethan said, worry clearly written across his face.
"I'm gonna say this and get it over with." I took a deep breath but, since it was hard for me to take deep breaths, I started coughing again.
When I finally stopped coughing, Ethan became stiff. He had seen, and smelled, the blood on my lips.
"Kerry! Are you okay? What happened?" Ethan cried.
"Ethan, I got into a bad car accidend. A truck hit me straight on my side of the car. My ribs were broken as well as my arm." I paused.
"That still doesn't explain the blood!"
"I was getting to that. When my ribs broke, one of them pierced my lung. They can't find the hole, though. They gave me a week to live."
"Kerry, no, you can't leave me!" Ethan gave me a hard kiss. "I won't let you."
"Ethan, I know what you mean. I want to be with you, too. I don't want YOU to change me, though. I can't live without the sun. Why do you think I told Ian to tell you to bring James, Quinn, and Thierry?"
"Kerry, does Ian know? About me?"
"Yes, I told him before we came down here."
"We'll talk about that later." Ethan said. "I didn't bring them, because I couldn't find them. But, if we do what I think you want to do, we have to get you out of here."
"I know. What time is it?" I asked him.
"It's midnight. Let me make sure the coast is clear." Ethan left to check the halls. "Okay, its clear."
He carefully pulled the IV out of my arm, blotting the blood with his tongue when it welled up. Then he picked me up off the bed and stealthily left the room, running into no one.
* ^ _ ^ *
I woke up slowly, my chest in pain as well as my arm.
I opened my eyes to the sound of a heart monitor by my bed and my dad and the doctor over me, waiting for me to wake up.
"Ah, good, you're awake. Welcome back, Miss Nowicki. You've been out of it for a while. Now, you had a few broken ribs and a broken left arm. Now, we -" the doctor cut off as I started coughing badly. My mouth had a coppery taste to it.
When I turned my head back to the doctor, my dad gasped in shock. The doctor touched my bottom lip and his finger came away with blood on it. He turned around and called for one of the nurses.
"Nurse, we need to do a test. I think she may have internal bleeding."
***
As it turned out, the doctor was right. Somehow one of my ribs had punctured my lung somewhere. The only thing was, the doctors couldn't figure out where my lung was punctured.
When the doctors told me I had only about a week to live, I asked if the doctors would let me have visitors and he said yes, but no more than one or two at a time. Then they let Ian come in to see me.
"Remember that number I gave you?" I asked Ian. When he nodded, I told him, "Call him. Tell him to bring Thierry, James, and Quinn. Don't tell him anything else. Just where to come."
Just as I finished telling Ian what to do, I passed out once again.
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Chapter 12
When I woke up again, he was in the hospital room with me. I knew there was no one else there.
He was sitting by my bed, holding my hand.
"Do you know yet?" I asked him.
"All I know is that you're in here. What's going on, Kerry?" Ethan said, worry clearly written across his face.
"I'm gonna say this and get it over with." I took a deep breath but, since it was hard for me to take deep breaths, I started coughing again.
When I finally stopped coughing, Ethan became stiff. He had seen, and smelled, the blood on my lips.
"Kerry! Are you okay? What happened?" Ethan cried.
"Ethan, I got into a bad car accidend. A truck hit me straight on my side of the car. My ribs were broken as well as my arm." I paused.
"That still doesn't explain the blood!"
"I was getting to that. When my ribs broke, one of them pierced my lung. They can't find the hole, though. They gave me a week to live."
"Kerry, no, you can't leave me!" Ethan gave me a hard kiss. "I won't let you."
"Ethan, I know what you mean. I want to be with you, too. I don't want YOU to change me, though. I can't live without the sun. Why do you think I told Ian to tell you to bring James, Quinn, and Thierry?"
"Kerry, does Ian know? About me?"
"Yes, I told him before we came down here."
"We'll talk about that later." Ethan said. "I didn't bring them, because I couldn't find them. But, if we do what I think you want to do, we have to get you out of here."
"I know. What time is it?" I asked him.
"It's midnight. Let me make sure the coast is clear." Ethan left to check the halls. "Okay, its clear."
He carefully pulled the IV out of my arm, blotting the blood with his tongue when it welled up. Then he picked me up off the bed and stealthily left the room, running into no one.
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