Chapter 10
"Martha! Martha!" Martha woke with a sudden halt. Her body shaking and her face sweating. She sat upright and took a deep breath. She looked around the room. Had it been a dream? Would Jack really leave her without saying goodbye? She looked at the clock hung on the wall. Half past five. She could hear rain pelting against the roof. She slowly climbed from her bed and walked towards the window. Her thoughts focusing on Jack. Reliving every detail of his body in her mind, scared that she would never see it again. Never again hold him close to her. Never again bury her head into his chest and listen to his heart beating. Her thoughts were stopped by a knock on the door. She watched a nurse entered. "You feeling better?" she asked. Martha gave her a gentle smile. "I will be when I know Jack's ok" she said. "Well I have some good news and some bad news" Martha felt the colour drain from her face. What was the bad news? "The good news is the doctor said that you can go home in the morning. He can't find anything wrong with you. But if you have nay more problems you must come back"
"And the bad news?" asked Martha. The nurse sighed. "Jack's operation was tricky. He lost a lot of blood. We almost lost him" Martha felt her chest tighten. She clasped the bed and sat down. "No!" she cried. The Nurse gave a sympathetic smile. "Luckily, the doctors were able to save him, but he's still unconscious and I'm afraid that the next 24 hours are crucial" Martha shook her head. "No. This isn't happening. Is he going to die?" she asked. The nurse looked at her. "I don't know" Martha clasped her head into her hands. "NOO!" she wailed. "He can't leave me. We've just got back together!" she cried. The nurse placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. "Nothing's certain yet. He's in recovery. I can't say anything else. We'll keep him monitored" she said. Martha lay back down. She wiped the falling tears from her eyes. Was Jack really going to leave her? Just like he did in the dream? She shook her head. Stop it Martha she told herself Jack will be fine. He will be fine She told it to herself, letting the words repeatedly spin around in her mind. Jack wouldn't leave her. He just wouldn't.
