Eventful Night
That night he lay in bed staring up at the ceiling. He couldn't get to sleep. There was just so much on his mind. What was going to happen now? His career was on the line, wasn't it, after everything that had happened today. Would he lose his job? Losing everything he'd worked hard for would kill him. What was his team really thinking about him?
Would Emily really make it? He couldn't lose her not without her knowing how much he loved her. When she woke up what would she think of him? Would she ever forgive him for shooting her? She must know he wouldn't have done that if he'd been himself.
He suddenly heard thrashing and his name shouted over and over. He looked over to see even though she was in a coma Emily tossing and turning screaming his name. It was clear she was having a nightmare and it broke his heart to know he was part of it. He wished he could take it away.
He knew he had to stop her throwing herself about or she'd worsen her injuries that he'd inflicted. He couldn't let her pull the stitches out and cause more internal bleeding. It could kill her.
"Emily, please stop, you'll pull out the stitches. You've had your large intestine repaired. Please stop thrashing about you'll endanger yourself. You're safe now. The drug's worn off. I'll never hurt you in my right mind," he said on the verge of tears.
Suddenly machines started crashing and her monitors started beeping. Doctors ran into the room and started examining her. One nodded to the other and they whisked her off. It happened so quickly that he hadn't even got a chance to get an answer to what was happening even though he'd repeatedly asked. The only words he'd heard were stitches, intestine, bleeding and surgery.
He broke down and started crying her name. He couldn't lose her; he just couldn't. He couldn't let her die without her knowing how much he loved her. She couldn't die; she just couldn't. It already broke his heart he'd been the one that shot her. He couldn't let her die as well. It would haunt him for the rest of his days.
Suddenly his chest started hurting and he was finding it hard to breathe. He started coughing and his chest felt like it was closing in on him. What was happening? He'd never been so scared. Was he dying? He suddenly heard his machines start beeping and a doctor ran in saying he was turning blue.