Chapter 9- Waiting is torture
Gazzy's POV
As they wheeled Angel into a separate room, Iggy, Nudge, and I were forced to wait in a silent, cold room. How could I let this happen? I though as I leaned my head back against the chair.
Valencia's POV
I couldn't believe my eyes as I revealed Angel's wound. The knife's blade was embedded deeply in her stomach. She was losing blood rapidly, making her face pale, and her hands clammy.
It's up to me now, I must save her.
Fang's POV
I tore through the hallways at full speed, with Max trailing behind me. Had Iggy made it in time to save Angel? I thought as I burst through the hospital doors.
Max walked towards Iggy, Nudge, and Gazzy. Together they embraced one another. Hugging's not really my thing, so I sat down in a chair and stared blankly at the floor.
Max's POV
Shortly after we arrived, a young nurse approached us. "Do you guys know a little girl by the name Angel?" she asked quietly. We quietly nodded in response.
"She lost a lot of blood" she informed us with a sad look on her face. "We need one of you to donate some before we can move forward with the procedure."
"I will" said Gazzy as he stood. "After all, she is my sister." "Are you sure?" she asked, her face showing uncertainty. "Yes" Gazzy responded confidently.
"Wait" I called out to her as she started to turn away. "Will Angel be alright?" I asked anxiously. The nurse paused, thinking about it. "I'm sure that in no time, she will make a full recovery, if things work out well."
After the woman led him to a separate room, minutes seemed like endless hours. The clock never seemed to move forward.