Chapter thirteen: Scars on my heart. Scene twenty eight: Trip to the hospital. Staring, staring. Forever staring at her with my dark and lost eyes. I didn't know what to do with myself. I panicked as I searched and searched the bathroom for her phone. Finding it underneath her, I gently lifted her up, picking up the phone and dialing 911. My lips trembling while speaking to the emergency services, I waited. Waited for hope that would some how save Anna's life. I checked her breathing and her pulse to see if she was still in the land of the living. She was still there. But her breathing was giving way. Her pulse getting weaker and weaker. There was a loud and heavy knock at the front door. As I sprang up, leaving her unconscious body, to answer the banging door. Running down the stairs as quickly as I could, I opened the door as the paramedics burst their way in. Paramedics: Where is she? My eyes moved from the paramedics, towards the stairs. I was unable to speak from the shock of it all. They nodded at me, as the two bold men dashed up the stairs, making their way for Anna. Taking out bits of equipment from their bags, I leaned against the door frame as I watched. Watching them desperately trying to save her life. I couldn't help but bite my nails as the moment was so nerve recking for me. They eventually picked her up and carried her down the stairs and outside, to the ambulance. They put her on one of those rolling bed things, as I made no hesitation to climb into the van. It was all a blur from then. I held Anna's hand in mine, as the ambulance jetted off full spead down the road. I couldn't think. Couldn't speak. Couldn't hear. I was just staring at her. As the numbness sunk it's jagged teeth into me. *fifteen minutes later* Anna was rushed straight into the emergency room where she would be treated. I tried shoving past the nurses and doctors wanting to see if she was okay. But it was useless. They wouldn't let me through. I sighed as I stopped trying, planting my butt on a chair within this busy hospital. I hated waiting. Especially now. Now wasn't the time for waiting. In fact, it wasn't the time for anything. Anything besides Anna now meant nothing to me. My arms tightly wrapped around myself, I felt like this was the end. Not only for Anna, but also myself. I couldn't possibly imagine a world without her. I didn't even want a life if she couldn't be in it. The seconds passed by slowly. It felt like forever. Death slowly making its way towards her. His hands grasping her soul. Taking every last piece of her away from me. Her soul belonged to me. He couldn't do this to her. To us. In fact, he had no right to. I closed my eyes, taking in deep and steady breaths to calm myself. My trembling shakes were getting beyond worse. They were terrible. There was no way I was going to be able to calm myself. *fifty minutes later* It felt like an eternity of waiting. But after a while, one of the doctors came for me. Telling me I could go in and see Anna. Although he had the look of death upon his face. Taking in a deep breath, I stood up, and by step by step, I made my way to go and see Anna. Scene twenty nine: Apologies. Closing my eyes shut, my hand reached for the door. Slowly creaking it open, as my heart started to pound around my rib cage. Anna: *whispers* Elsa... I was certainly sure my heart had stopped then...as my eyes popped open, only to reveal Anna in hospital clothing, attached to cables, lying in a hospital bed. She began to smile at me. Which kinda got me infuriated as I started to frown. Elsa: Don't you smile at me, Anna. You shouldn't be smiling. I sat down on the chair beside her, as she turned, to look at me, upset now covered her face. Anna: I'm sorry, E-Elsa. But it was too much to handle. It was like the walls were closing in on me. There was just no escaping it. I sighed. As I took her hand in mine. Staring into her eyes. Elsa: Why didn't you tell me Anna? I could have helped you! Finding you on the floor like that, it just... broke me. I...didn't know what to d-do. I looked down to the floor. My eyes started to sting from the water that was swelling in my eyes. She squeezed my hand. Rubbing it gently. My eyes still locked to the solid floor. Anna: Baby, don't get upset. I didn't want to hurt you. That's why I didn't tell you. I couldn't stand to hurt you in such a painful way. I'm sorry. Next time, ill tell you. Looking up from the ground, her eyes were suddenly glaring into mine. Apology and regret standing out. Making her gleamy eyes overwhelming. I leaned closer to her, my head now layed on her lap. Her free hand combing through my now wild hair. Elsa: Please, Anna. Don't you ever do anything like that again. Her breathing got slightly heavier. Anna: I promise, Elsa. I promise. I sighed. Rubbing my eyes to try and get rid of the stinging. Elsa: I love you, Anna... Anna: I love you too, Elsa. I let my eyes close-too tired to even care anymore-as I knew that my Anna was safe.
