Demonic (Book 1)

Chapter Nineteen

Nineteen – Lisa

When we arrived at the hospital, the paramedics lifted Jack gently out of the big van and hurried him into the building. They raised his body onto a hospital bed and rolled him into a room, which could only fit one bed. Again they lifted Jack onto the bed that was already in the room. Quickly the hooked him up to the bigger life support system. The first paramedic turned to me, he didn’t say anything, he just rested a hand on my shoulder and walked out of the room with the other paramedic who nodded at me apologetically and followed his work partner. The nurse that had helped with carrying Jack looked at me and said, “What happened to him?”

                I tried to hold back the burning tears that threatened to fall. I sniffed and answered, “He…uh…we had just come back from a holiday to Tasmania, and when we entered my bedroom, he started to jerk around and scream and…” Tears started to roll down my cheeks and I wiped them away quickly, “His veins started to pulse like that,” I pointed at Jack, “all over his chest and started to spread…God, it was terrible…I was so scared.” I sniffed again and wiped away more tears that escaped my damp eyes.

                The nurse nodded his head understandingly and then peered closely at my face, “What happened?” he gestured to his cheek, “I mean how you got such a big bruise?”

                “Um…” truthfully, I don’t know. Jack was yelling in pain before he could tell me why. “I…uh, ran into a wood…metal…door…”

                “Hm.” The nurse hummed doubtfully, “I don’t mean to invade your personal life or anything, but, could he have…um…”

                I frowned hard, “He didn’t hit me if that’s what you’re saying,” I snapped, “Jack’s not that type to hit his partner!

                “Sorry, but the scratch marks on his chest looks like…maybe you…tried to stop him…” he started.

                “I. already. told. you!” I hissed, “Jack would never harm me! Never!”

                He bowed his head slightly, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to offend you,” he apologised, “I’m just going to slip this onto him,” he grabbed those shirts that you wear when you are a patient in a hospital. Quickly, he slipped it onto Jack. He would kill me when he woke up and he wasn’t wearing black. I almost smiled at the thought. If he’d wake up. A voice in my head told me. The nurse placed a hand on my shoulder like the paramedic did and walked out without saying anything, but before he was out the door I turned to face him.

“Wait!” I cried. When he twisted around to look at me warmly, I spoke, “Is he going to…is he…” I took a deep breath to calm myself down, “Will he be okay?”

                The nurse looked at Jack, doubtfully and then flicked his stare to me, “Maybe if you stay with him, he’ll come around.”

                I forced a smile, knowing that he wasn’t certain. He was still trying to cheer me up though, “Thanks…” I muttered, glumly.

                “No problem,” he replied, “If you need anything, I’m just outside here by the desk.”     

                “Thank…uh, again.” I said, gratefully.

                He smiled and walked out of the room. I slowly shut my eyes and pressed my hand to my forehead. The last couple of days had been so… tiring. I was exhausted but I wanted to stay up. Just in case Jack woke up. I wanted to be there when he woke. I love him and I didn’t want him to die. The thought of Jack leaving me forever hurt me. I thought about how I would miss his old fashioned talking, the way he looked at me, admiringly, the fact that he was protective over me. He was so different compared to any normal person. In fact, he wasn’t even human! He was a black eyed person. A freakin’ hot one too! There were many, many other reasons that I’d miss him too. I mean… we won’t be able to have the children that we wanted and live the perfect life that we wanted. But the thing that hurt me the most was that we would never get married. We were so close too. What if the reason that he rushed the proposal was that he knew this would happen? No. I could think of this. Jack was still alive. He wouldn’t give up this easily. He loved me and I knew he would want to see me again.