I know what I'm doing now! Yay, I have a plan (and yes, Joanne helps Collins chew the EMT's face off)
Chapter 5: Miracle
Hours passed.
At least, for Collins, they did.
The cement grew cold beneath him, especially in the knees. Then, he realized that he was kneeling in his lover's blood.
Sudden, there came a miracle.
Sirens. Sirens sounded miles away. They were getting louder.
And lights. Lights began to flash in the distance.
A large, white ambulance made its mark in the highway, screaming towards the two. Collins would have kept his eyes on it, making sure that it would stop, but his vision was blurred by tear of joy. He prayed that it wasn't too late.
"Neck brace," ordered the blonde, stepping out of the driver's side. His passenger, and red-haired woman, came over, carrying the brace that was taken away from her not long before.
"We got the call," the woman said, placing it around Angel's frail neck, "and we won't be making the same mistake."
Collins stepped back, more grateful than he'd ever been before. He allowed them to move his broken lover to a stretcher, and lift him into their vehicle. He followed close behind.
Inside, buzzing down the pavement, Collins held Angel's hand tightly. He stared at his fingernail polish as the blonde inserted a tube in through his lover's nose. The new EMT checked the patient's eyes with a flashlight, and began to cover the wound with a sterile cloth.
"How long were you there?" he asked. The teacher looked up, shaking his head. He realized that he didn't even know what time it was now. But he didn't care. Something, anything, was being done.
He may survive.
Do you think that he will? Like seriously, do you think so?