If You Close Your Eyes
We waited. And waited. For 6 and a half hours I sat there, on the floor of the waiting room, doing exactly what the room was for, waiting. As promised a doctor came to update us every hour, but I never moved. I listened, they said surgery was going fine, but she was still in critical condition. Bella...might die. I couldnt comprehend it. Bella Hailie Ramos, might die today. Any second now she could drop dead. I closed my eyes in attempt to stop the tears, but it was not use. I didnt have the energy in me to open my eyes again, so I left them closed and continued I think about and pray for Bella.
This was bullshit. Complete and utter bullshit. She couldn't just...die. It had been 7 hours. 7 fucking hours! The doctor had just come, saying that her surgury was taking longer than estimated and it may be another 2 hours on top of what they had thought. My head snapped up as I heard someone bursting through the doors. My eyes widened when I saw it was Eliza. And she looked like a mess. Her hair was all over the place. He clothes were wrinkled and dirty, her mascara had run down her face. She ran over into Jamie's arms, sobbing wildly. An hour ago I had asked why she wasn't here. Everyone had assumed that someone else had called her, so she had been unaware of the situation.
Harry had chosen that moment to say something and mumbled to us that they had a massive fight the other day. Luke called her and told her what was going on. He was crying. He didnt seem like the crying type of guy to me, but for fucks sake one of his best friends was dying. Eliza pulled herself out of Jamie arms.
"W-Why- didnt an-yone call-me," she managed through sobs and hiccups. No one answered, so she just sat down between Jamie and Luke, closing her eyes and whispering things to them. I sighed, and crouched down next to Harry.
"Mate.....are-are you doing alright." He shot me a horrible death glare.
"Well, let's see, Bellas somewhere in this hospital with a bunch of people's hand in her stomach trying to stop her from dying, which by the way she probably will anyway. I thought it wasnt just a stomach bug but I went to the recording studio with you guys anyway. If I had gone with my instinct she might be okay. So yeah I'm pretty fucking great." He looked back at his hands. I sighed and sat down properly.
"Harry none of us are 'alright'. But its like 2 in the morning and you haven't moved for 7 hours. You should get up, eat something, drink something, go to the bathroom, even just sit on a chair." He didnt move or acknowledge what I said, so I closed me eyes and stayed there next to him.
Harry knew. He knew that she wasn't okay. But we told him she was. I told him she was. We should have listened to him. I was sitting with Eleanor in my arms and Liam and Dani were in the same position next to us. Everyone was crying. No-one was talking. El leant her head further into my chest and whimpered,
"She has to be okay." My breath caught and I kissed the top of her head.
"She has to be," El repeated. I sighed and lifted her up and shifted myself, then put her back down so she was laying across the seats with her head in my lap, and stroked her hair, it usually calms her down. I leant down and whispered in her ear.
"She'll be okay, shes a fighter, Bella will be fine." I gave her a soft kiss on the lips then brought my head up and finished my sentence under my breath,
"I hope." I closed my eyes and leant my head back, praying to whoever was out there that she would be okay.
Me and Dani had shifted and now we were both crouched on the seat, arms around each other.
"I shouldn't have left her," I whispered. Dani gave me a confused look.
"On that day, both of them. I shouldn't have left her." I had told Dani about me finding Bella that night.
"Li stop. Stop beating yourself up about it. This isn't yo-"
"But it is!" I cut her off. "I called Luke after her breakdown and I promised I would keep her safe. I couldn't even keep that promise for bloody 24 hours. It's my fault she saw Ky that day. Stop trying to deny it." I spoke harshly and now I was sure that some of the tears flowing from Dani's eyes were because of me. She looked up at me and looked almost.....scared. My face softened.
"I'm sorry Dani," I kissed her cheek. "I-I'm just really scared."
"I know baby, we all are." She whispered and leant back into me, closing her eyes and taking deep breaths to try and steady her breathing. I followed her lead and I too closed my eyes.
Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. That's the only thing I can think of now. Fuck. Bella is dying right now. Peoples hands are literally inside her stomach. Ew. And even if they fix her, she might now wake up. She might not bloody wake up. Fuck! Everyone was sitting with someone, but I couldn't. I couldn't move from the chair, because it took energy that I didn't have to do it. Bella might not live. I tryed to get that through my head, but couldn't. She was going to live. She had to. She couldn't just, not wake up again. No. She would live. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, remembering when me and Bella were little. Everything was so simple back then, now: chaos.
I sobbed into Luke's chest like I had been for house. Bella was dying, I hadn't spoken to her in like 4 days or something because of a stupid fight. One I was in the wrong for! I knew it even as I was saying those terrible things. I never had to pick her up off the ground because she always did it herself. She gave people chances, and that wasn't a bad thing, she just ended up giving chances to the wrong people. She was my best friend, practically my sister. I've know her for years. I know Bella better than anyone in the world. All I want is to protect her. She's been through so much. Way too much. And she tries to go through it alone. She doesn't deserve to die. Ky did this! If she dies, then Ky killed her. I didn't have the strength in me to be mad right now. So I closed my eyes, and hoped.
Jamie and Luke's PoV (they are both thinking the same things)
Protect her. I tryed to protect her, and look where it got us. She's dying, she might be dead! Because of Ky! I introduced him into her life. Just because I went to high school with him for a few years, he seemed like a nice enough guy to me. I should have know. I should have figured it out. Two fucking months he abused her and I didn't even realise. Now she was dying. I closed my eyes, wishing, praying, hoping.
10 hours. Exactly ten hours. I watched to door, waiting for a Doctor, a nurse, someone to come and tell us what was going on. And eventually they did. For the first time in ten hours I stood up. He smiled.
"The surgery went well, she's in post operative care. There is an 80% chance she will wake up. You can all see her now, but the second she wakes up we will need you to all leave so we can do some quick tests on her, then out can see her one at a time. She should wake up in the next 2 hours, if she doesn't, well, we'll cross that bridge if we get there."
He told us the room she was in and we all sprinted to the elevators. Once on the right floor we found her room number. I froze at her door. She had a drip in her arm, bandages around her abdomen and moniters were everywhere, I sat down in the chair next to her bed and held her hand, Eliza did the same on the other side. We all scattered ourselves around the room, saying silent prayers that she would wake up.
"C'mon Bella wake up, please baby wake up I need you, please don't leave me," I whispered into her hand. I heard Eliza mumbling from across me.
"Wake up, Bella, just wake up. You do not get to give up now. You've been the through worse, c'mon Bella please don't die on me." She continued to sob.
Eventually we all closed our eyes, not sleeping, just preserving energy and praying. I kept a hold of her hand, so I would know when, not if, when, she woke up.
70 minutes later, her hand squeezed mine.
Hey, as promised here is the chapter. Lemme know what you think and what you think will happen next.
Title is from 'Pompeii' by Bastille.
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