Gary was sat in the hospital waiting area, confused and crying.
Clive and Stevie were there.
His parents were there.
Miranda's parents were there.
Everyone was tense.
Everyone was scared.
TERRIFIED...
If they hadn't of argued... If she hadn't run off...
She wouldn't be laid in the hospital, after brain surgery... she wouldn't have been resuscitated...
If only they hadn't of argued... if only she wasn't hit by the car... propelled into the air... smashing into the ground.
It's been a year.
A year since they got married.
Three days.
Three days since Miranda discovered she was pregnant...
But now.
But now there's no baby...
A nurse came running out of the room Miranda was in.
She ran down the corridor calling for the Doctor.
A team of doctors ran back down, crashing into the room... she had gone into Cardiac arrest again.
Gary sprang to his feet.. rushing to the window... His head was pressed up to it desperately...
All he could do was cry..
Cry as a massive electrical surge rushed though her body...
And then the CPR continued...
Another electrical surge...
No one could hear what they were saying...
"Why are they stopping?!" Gary whispered.
Everyone looked at him.
"They've stopped.." he continued.
The doctor looked at him, an apologetic look on his face.
"Time of death 3:41"
Gary stopped crying.
He lost all emotion.
He felt numb.
He turned away from the window and faced everyone.
Penny and Charles were crying.
Stevie and Clive were crying.
"Come on son" Gary's dad's firm hand rested on his shoulder.
Gary shook it off.
He walked.
He carried on walking.
Down the corridor.
Out of the hospital.
Through the car park.
Straight on to the main road.
That's when the lorry hit.
Gary's body propelled into the air.
"MIRANDA!"
Gary sprung up in bed, crying and sweating.
He looked around hysterically.
He ran out of his bedroom. He crashed through the kitchen grabbing his coat and pulling it over his shoulders. He pulled his shoes on before running out of the flat.
He was still crying.
He raced across the empty streets.
All the way across town.
Gary let himself into the shop and raced up the stairs.
"Miranda!" He cried rattling the door.
"MIRANDA!" he continued tears streaming from his face.
"Gary?!" Miranda yawned, slumping across the kitchen from the bedroom, wrapping her dressing gown around her waist.
"MIRANDA!" Gary screamed. He fell back against the wall sleepily and distraught. He crumpled into a ball, crying his eyes out.
Miranda unlocked the door to find Gary crying curled up in a ball.
"Gary?!" Miranda bent down besides him. "What happened?!"
Gary looked at her through his tear brimmed eyes. He grabbed hold of her, pulling her towards him. He hugged her so tight.
Tighter then ever.
He cried into her shoulder. "I thought you were dead!" he whispered.
"What?! How?"
"The car, the argument, the baby?!"
"You were dreaming... you were just dreaming Gary.. there was no car, no argument, no baby..." Miranda whispered comforting him.
Gary slowly started to calm down. His breathing slowly returned to normal. He fiercely wiped at his eyes, stopping and drying the tears. "I'm such an idiot!" he laughed sighing.
"You're not.." Miranda whispered stroking his hair.
Gary yawned, resting his head against her.
"Come on.." Miranda whispered kissing his head and taking his hand, leading him to the bedroom.
Gary flicked his shoes off and pulled off his jacket, throwing it on the floor. He was still scared.
He climbed into bed next to Miranda, wrapping himself around her, "I'm never letting you out of my sight!" He smiled kissing her head.
Miranda soothed him to sleep. Stroking his head, constantly reminding him that she's there whenever he woke up startled.
But that's what you get, when you love someone so much...
You fear for there life..
because you love them..