EMA'S POV
I couldn't breath.
Nothing.
I felt that I was being laid down on a soft bed.
But I needed air.
I couldn't take it.
I shut my eyes, hoping to regain as much energy as I can.
I couldn't.
I squeezed the edge of the bed as tightly as I could.
Suddenly, I felt a small rush of air flow swiftly through my throat.
Then, I was choking.
I squeezed tighter.
A tube.
A respirator.
Down my throat?!
I studied this in school.
It hurt.
I couldn't hold on.
It wasn't helping.
I let out a small, weak cry and suddenly felt a warm hand on mine.
It was rough, but at the same time had this soft feeling.
I held on to it and somehow, gave me support.
But then, I felt it slipping away.
I let out a loud moan of discomfort as more air went through me.
Hold on…
Hold on…
And
BLACK.
KLAVIER'S POV
So many tests were run on her.
I was glad, for only a few seconds.
To feel a swift touch of her hand before the doctor pulled me away.
To touch her made me feel so alive.
Hope.
What the HELL was happening to her.
I could hear loud moans from the room.
But I was unable to identify who it was.
Then, I heard them stop.
Please be okay.
Please…
In the next second, Lana Skye was running up to me.
"I heard what happened to her. Is she alright?"
"I-I'm not sure. They pulled me away before I could find out anything."
She nodded her head grimly and went over to a looking glass.
I couldn't bear to see her in pain.
I didn't want to watch.
Suddenly, a doctor came out of the room, shaking his head grimly.
He was talking to Lana.
I could see tears dripping off her face.
"But…But I am needed somewhere!" she wailed. "I wouldn't be able to accomplish that."
I was unaware of everything so I walked up to her.
She was holding a crumpled piece of paper and pushing it close to her face.
Lana handed it to me.
There was a messy writing that read "UNIDENTIFIABLE DISEASE" on the top.
I read it quietly.
-New onset or change in pattern of headaches
-Headaches that gradually become more frequent and more severe
-Unexplained nausea or vomiting ; on severe occurrences, blood
-Vision problems, such as blurred vision, double vision or loss of peripheral vision
-Difficulty with balance
-Speech difficulties
-Personality or behavior changes
-Fainting
-Complete Breathlessness
-Shrill or weak cries
I groaned.
"He said it was fatal…And there might be no hope…" she whispered.
My heart stopped.
I slumped into the chair.
And waited.
For what felt like days but passed as hours.
"You will be able to visit Ms. Skye. She seems to be asleep." A nurse informed me.
I nodded quietly and made my way inside.
Ema's chest was heaving.
At least she could breathe.
I knelt beside her hospital bed and took her hand just as I did hours ago.
It was soft.
Cold.
I stroked the back of her hand smoothly.
I felt her pulse beat slowly.
"Ema…"
I felt her shift and her eyelids twitch.
"Ema…" I repeated.
She wriggled in her bed and yawned.
"W-Who…are you? S-Sis…where is she?" she croaked.
"She had to go back to a meeting."
Ema opened her eyes, finally.
"Oh… Mr. Gavin. What are you doing here?"
"I was put in charge of you, Fräulein."
"Can I go home now?"
I smiled. "I'll ask."
And with that, I asked permission from the doctor and he allowed me to take her home.
I did.
And this time, I didn't use my motorcycle.
I knew how she'd react.
We drove for a good 30 minutes in my Porsche.
"Where are we going?" she asked me.
I hoped she didn't realize where I was taking her.
"Home, of course."
"Your home?!"
"I was put in charge of you, ja? And your sister approved of it anyway."
Ema rolled her eyes. "Fine. But I get my own room."
That comment made me chuckle. "Of course."
--x---x--
We arrived at my condo.
I opened the door and both of us got inside.
Ema lingered around, observing every inch of it.
"Nice, huh?" I said.
She shot me an impressed gaze. "Pretty good for a fop like you."
I led her to a hallway in front of a door. "Here's the guest room. We can get your stuff tomorrow if you like. I already requested a job leave for---"
"Klavier? What's going to happen to me?"
I bit my lip. "Nothing. You'll be fine."
"How do you know."
" 'Cause you're with me now."
She gave me a small grin. "G'night."