Chapter 4: The Fear of Losing Him
Kira ran into the hospital once Trent stopped the car. She couldn't wait a second longer. She jumped out of the car and ran into the hospital.
She ran up to the service desk and the woman behind the desk looked at her. "May I help you?" She asked.
"Yes, my boyfriend was brought here over fifteen minutes ago," Kira replied.
"What is the patient's name?" The woman asked calmly.
"Connor McKnight."
"He's in room 312. You just go down this hall take a right and it should be the door on the end on your left."
Kira hurried down the hall towards Connor's room. She opened the door to find a terrible scene in front of her.
Connor had a bandage around his head, a bruise on his right cheek, a cut on his left cheek, an air mask was on his face, his right arm was in a sling, a blood bag and an I. V. was attached to his left arm, he was hooked up to a heart monitor and a respirator, and his left leg was wrapped up.
Kira sat next to his bed and held onto his hand. Trent then entered the room to see the sight and felt sorry for Kira. "Miss Ford?" Dr. Rogers asked. Kira stood up and walked over to the doctor.
"What happened, doctor?" Trent asked.
"Well, the car was struck on the driver's side making Mr. McKnight spin out of control. He had hit his head on the car window, he had smashed his arm smashed from the impact, and his leg was caught between the door and the seat of the car. The car had flipped into a ditch and the fire department had to flip the car back over in order to get Mr. McKnight out of the car," he explained.
"What is with the respirator and the heart monitor?" Kira asked.
"When Mr. McKnight was brought into the E. R., he had fallen into a coma," Dr. Rogers replied.
Kira gasped, but no air entered her lungs. "Trent, I can't breathe!" She gasped. Trent had her sit down in the chair behind her.
"Miss Ford, put your head between your knees and take deep breaths," Dr. Rogers instructed.
Once Kira caught her breath, she started crying. "When will Connor wake up?" Trent asked.
"With comas we're never sure. The victim could stay in the coma for minutes, days, weeks, months, years, or they may never wake up," he replied.
"So, you're saying I may never see Connor again?" Kira asked.
"Don't assume the worse, Miss Ford," Dr. Rogers insisted.
"What are you saying, Dr. Rogers?" Trent demanded.
"We'll just keep an eye on Mr. McKnight," was his only reply.
"What's happened to the driver?" Kira asked.
"He only has a broken arm and a concussion," he replied.
Kira stood up. "I'm to kill him for doing this to me. Because of him I might never see Connor again," she hissed. Trent grabbed her arm before she could go far.
"Kira, that won't prove anything. While I'm here, I promise that nothing else will happen to Connor or you," he insisted.
Kira then leaned against Trent and cried. Trent waved for Dr. Rogers to leave and just held Kira until she was able to call their families about the accident.
Trent then took Kira home after calling their families and telling them what happened. However, the news of Connor's accident got out to the press.
When Trent and Kira left Connor's room, the press surrounded them. "Miss Ford, will Connor wake up in time for the World Cup?" A reporter asked.
"Trent, get me out of here," she insisted.
They tried to push through the press, but they kept asking questions. "Out of the way," Trent snapped. He grabbed Kira's hand and got her out of the hospital.
Once they got into the car, Trent looked at her. "Hey, are you going to be okay?" He asked.
"What am I supposed to do, Trent? My boyfriend is in a coma and I may never see him again," she replied.
"He will wake up, Kira, that I promise you," he insisted.
Kira sighed and looked into her lap. "What am I supposed to do now?" She asked.
"Well, I can stay with you for awhile," he replied.
"Would you?" She asked.
"You're my friend, Kira. I hate to see you this way."
Kira sighed and nodded. "I'll get my stuff and come back to the apartment tomorrow," he informed. She didn't say another word.
Trent dropped Kira off at the apartment and he went back to his house to get his stuff ready for the next day.
That night, as Kira went to bed, she looked over at the nightstand to find a picture of her and Connor at a Christmas Party that was taken two years ago. It was their senior year at Reefside High School and it was the best night of Kira's life. However, her mind was drawn back to the night a few days ago after Kira's concert.
(Flashback)
Kira smiled as she felt the warmth of Connor's arms around her waist. Connor placed a kiss on the side of her head. "You're thinking too much again," he commented. Kira swatted his shoulder.
"I have that right to think too much," she quipped.
He gave her a kiss and touched her face. "Connor," she murmured.
"Hmm," he answered.
"Why did you want to talk to me about marriage the other day?" She asked.
"Oh, my mom has this thing of wanting her boys getting married and having kids," he replied.
Kira smiled and placed her head on his chest. "That would be nice though. A little boy and a little girl running around the house," she commented. Connor smiled and kissed the top of her head.
"That would be nice," he agreed.
"And one day we will have it."
"Yeah, one day."
"I love you Connor."
"I love you Kira."
(End Flashback)
