It was so cute to see Jason all embarrassed. His face was tinted with blush as he stumbled out of my room. The nurse was leaning up against the side of the doorframe, her hand on her hip. He had a smirk playing on her lips. When she looked at me I looked down, embarrassed that she saw us kiss. Wow, that kiss…it was absolutely amazing. It felt like electricity ran between us, it feeling was intoxicating. I was shaking from my day dream when I heard someone clear their throat. Oh yeah, I wasn’t in here alone.
“Um…hi. What did you need?” I asked the nurse. Now that I look at her she is actually very pretty. She had fiery red hair, and bright greens eyes. She was very thin and tall. She had a slight shadow of freckles covering her cheeks and nose. She still had the smirk on her blood red lips.
“I came to see how you are? Are you in any excruciating pain; I could give you more morphine if you are?” She asked gently. I shook my head no. I was in a little pain, but noting I couldn’t handle.
“Are you hungry? I could get them to bring you your food a little early if you like.” She said with a smile. Right on cue my stomach roared like a I lion. We looked at each other, and then we burst into laughter.
“I’m going to take that as a yes. I’m going to be right back with your food.” She announced as she left the room.
I laid my head back against the pillows, exhausted. I didn’t know how much energy laughing took until know.
I closed my eyes when the nursed reentered the room.
“I see someone is tired. Did the kissing take a lot of energy?” she asked jokingly. I smiled back, as I sat up. When I went to sit up, pain erupted in my side. My breath hitched as I fell back against the bed, my hands grabbing my side.
I struggled against the bed to try to stop the pain. I thrashed around my hands never leaving my side. I nurse was at my side in an instant. I heard the rapid beeping of the monitor, in the background; almost as music.
“Where does it hurt?” the nursed asked alarmed.
“My side!” I gridded through my teeth. Every breath I took felt like daggers stabbing my side. The nurse slipped her hands where mine had been to examine the area. When she pushed down on my vision hazed as the pain spiked. I felt unconsciousness slowly invading me. Instead of fighting it, I welcomed it with open arms, falling into blackness.
I walked back to the waiting room dazed. I felt so…alive. I felt like I had just woken up for the first time; like every fiber of my being has been awoken. It felt amazing. That’s when I heard it.
“Code Blue! Code Blue!” sounded from down the hall. It was from…Kura’s room. I ran down the corridor to her room, only to be pushed back from the nurses.
“Sir, I’m going to need you to stay back.” Stated then nurse. I stumbled back a few feet, finding support from the cold counter. I watched as nurses and doctors swarmed into her room like bees. I watched as they hovered over her limp body, sticking needles and pushing on cords. They watched as her heart slowed little by little; until finally it stopped. I just stared as they started to resuscitate her. Every time I saw her body arch as they tried to start her heart, and every time it killed off a part of my heart. Until, I heart a slow but steady beeping of her heart.
It was like melody that kept me sane. The song that got me out of bed in the morning. The one song that I could not live without. Ever.
I slowly crumbled to the floor as relief engulfed me. It seeped into every pore within me, only leaving one only one trace, hope. Hope that Kura would be fine; hope that only thing that I have ever really loved would not leave me empty inside. Hope was the only thing I could hold onto, so I held on for dear life.
|Emma Watson (age 16)||as Kura|
|Luma Grothe||as Mara|