A Breath of Fresh Air
Honeymoon. Part 4.
Hey guys! I'm trying to get this chapter and chapter 5 up a.s.a.p! Most of my reviews have been saying, "Pronto!" LOL. Please r&r. Thanks.
Summary: Abby struggles to save the man she loves.
Disclaimer: The characters in this story are not mine, no kidding.
John's eyes remained closed as Abby performed CPR. Tears rolled down Abby's sun burnt cheeks. Sweat dripped off her forehead, into her eyes, stinging them.
"Do you need any help?" the man questioned.
"No." Abby snapped, not meaning to sound so harsh.
"I'm sorry." Abby said between thrusts and breaths.
"It's okay, I understand." The man rose and joined the group of people watching her trying to save John.
Abby was so. sad. Sad was the only word to describe it. She would hate to see everything John and she had faced together, everything they had been through and everything they would go through together go down the drain with such a tragedy. Her heart was beating at what seemed like a million beats a minute. It seemed to be inching its way up her throat. Her breathing became short and inconsistent.
She felt for a pulse. Faint it was, but nevertheless it was there. She breathed into his lungs again. Finally a hacking cough was heard over the murmuring.
"John?" she questioned.
John's mouth opened and vomit spewed out in enormous amounts. It splattered all over Abby's body. Normally she would have been disgusted, but she was delighted.
He was alive!
She rolled him onto his side and he continued to vomit. He finished and she rolled him back over. She cleared his airway and paused while he coughed. He hadn't yet opened his eyes.
Frightened people breathed a sigh of relief, as though they knew everything would be just fine. Abby scanned the crowd with a look of determination.
"John." She declared. She knew John could hear her. "John." She said once again, only louder. She turned her head to John's chest to see it rising up and down. Up and down, up and down.
John's eyelashes flickered, the people inhaled simultaneously. Abby's heart seemed to sink back into her chest as John's eyes flickered again, like a light bulb. And then... they opened. He looked straight into his wife's eyes.
"Abby. Abby, you saved my life."
Tears sprang to her eyes as she dropped down to the sand and wrapped her arms around John's sandy, alive body.
Please R&R. Hope you liked it. Bye.
Hey guys! I'm trying to get this chapter and chapter 5 up a.s.a.p! Most of my reviews have been saying, "Pronto!" LOL. Please r&r. Thanks.
Summary: Abby struggles to save the man she loves.
Disclaimer: The characters in this story are not mine, no kidding.
John's eyes remained closed as Abby performed CPR. Tears rolled down Abby's sun burnt cheeks. Sweat dripped off her forehead, into her eyes, stinging them.
"Do you need any help?" the man questioned.
"No." Abby snapped, not meaning to sound so harsh.
"I'm sorry." Abby said between thrusts and breaths.
"It's okay, I understand." The man rose and joined the group of people watching her trying to save John.
Abby was so. sad. Sad was the only word to describe it. She would hate to see everything John and she had faced together, everything they had been through and everything they would go through together go down the drain with such a tragedy. Her heart was beating at what seemed like a million beats a minute. It seemed to be inching its way up her throat. Her breathing became short and inconsistent.
She felt for a pulse. Faint it was, but nevertheless it was there. She breathed into his lungs again. Finally a hacking cough was heard over the murmuring.
"John?" she questioned.
John's mouth opened and vomit spewed out in enormous amounts. It splattered all over Abby's body. Normally she would have been disgusted, but she was delighted.
He was alive!
She rolled him onto his side and he continued to vomit. He finished and she rolled him back over. She cleared his airway and paused while he coughed. He hadn't yet opened his eyes.
Frightened people breathed a sigh of relief, as though they knew everything would be just fine. Abby scanned the crowd with a look of determination.
"John." She declared. She knew John could hear her. "John." She said once again, only louder. She turned her head to John's chest to see it rising up and down. Up and down, up and down.
John's eyelashes flickered, the people inhaled simultaneously. Abby's heart seemed to sink back into her chest as John's eyes flickered again, like a light bulb. And then... they opened. He looked straight into his wife's eyes.
"Abby. Abby, you saved my life."
Tears sprang to her eyes as she dropped down to the sand and wrapped her arms around John's sandy, alive body.
Please R&R. Hope you liked it. Bye.