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Chapter 9
Deans POV
I saw Melissa on the floor with her back against the wall. Her eyes were closed and her breathing was shallow. I stepped over her fathers limp body, and knelt beside her.
Did I get here soon enough? I thought, scooping her in my arms and heading out the Impala. I placed her in the passanger side and quickly got behind the wheel, carefully pulling her close to me. I never drove faster.
I felt her breathing stop and pushed on the pedal even more. I had to get her to hospital fast, I couldn't loose her. Not like this. She deserved so much better, and now she might never get it.
The Impala scrreched to a halt infront of the emergency room. I gathered her in my arms once more and walked as quickly as possible into the hospital, shouting for help. Time slowed down as I watched Melissa's limp body being placed on a gurney and wheeled away beyond the steel plated doors.
I sat in the waiting room nervously wringing my hands. Would I be able to see her blue eyes, her smile, or hear her laugh again? Would I be able to hold her again? I thought, pushing a hand through my hair. I shouldn't have left so soon, I should of stayed close. If I did none of this would have happened. Images of how she looked flashed through my mind, her face was unrecognizable, and her pale skin was beginning to show the effects of her dads wrath. I couldn't shake the image, it was forever seered into my brain.
I had been sitting here in the hospital for over three hours and I haven't heard a thing on Melissa's condition. That had to mean something right? I thought huffing out a breath.
Minutes passed and a doctor walked into the wating room, approaching me and I stood up quickly. Before he could speak I quickly asked how Melissa was.
"Melissa stopped breathing but, we've managed to get her stable. She has several cracked ribs, some internal bleeding,a minor concusion and a bruised trachea. You're lucky you got here when you did, or she'd be dead."
I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding.
"Can I see her?"
The doctor nodded, and I made my way to her room.
Melissas POV
Everything around me was white. Is this what being dead felt like? I couldn't be in heaven, I didn't deserve it. I called out hoping someone would hear me, I didn't want to be here by myself. I was all alone, the thought made me feel cold.
"Hello?!" I shouted out, my echo was the only voice coming back, mocking me.
I wanted to see Dean, I wanted things to be normal. I had pretended to be alright for so long and now it's too late. I had missed out on so much, I felt trapped no matter what I did. Tears streamed down my cheeks, I'm not ready to let go. I'm not ready to be stuck here with just an echo and my shadow to keep me company. I wanted to hear Dean telling me things would be okay. I wanted him to save me but, until then I was alone with a deafining silence. I would take a whisper if that's all I could get. Maybe it's for the best that I'm dead, I would no longer be a burden. I would never have to wonder when the next beating would come. I wouldn't have to walk on eggshells when I was around my dad.
"You're not dead." A familiar voice stated.
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