When a Player Meets a Player

Chapter 41

"Mam, we will need a statement but you need to go to the hospital, it's urgent"

"Right" I said

"And Mam" I turned back around the face the kind Police man "Good Luck" he smiled and I returned it.

I ran out and straight into the open. It place was filled with SWAT and Police, an ambulance and paramedics but I soon found the ambulance that Eddie was in.

"How is he?" I asked Libbie as she was already inside. She gave me a sad smile. "W-Wait, he's not.. is he?"

"No no no no!" She said quickly "They need to examine him" We were soon off and arrived at the hospital. They wheeled Eddie out of the bed he had been laid in on the way. He still hadn't opened his eyes.

They rushed around; all 5 of them which puzzled me. It puzzled me because in my head, I was trying to think of a reason for the mass amount of them. I couldn't figure out, if he was OK, then why would there be so many?

"Check his blood pressure" One said

"Where is the wound?" Said another and it went on with medical terms that neither Libbie or I could understand.

We had to wait in the Waiting Room until finally, 4 hours later, a Doctor came out.

"He had internal bleeding but we managed to stop it"

"Thank you, Doctor" Libbie said

"That's not it, i'm afraid" He did the same sad smile as Libbie had done

"What? What do you mean?! Tell me!" I screamed

"I'm sorry but the wound was extreme. We had to put him into an Induced Coma"

"But he's alright?"

"We hope so but nothing is certain. He will need some Physiotherapy since the bullet hit some vital nerves. He will need to learn to walk all over again if he lives through this"

"What?" I whispered "You said if he lives?"

"I told you, nothing is certain"

"Thank you, Doctor" Libbie said, rubbing my back. He smiled and exited the room leaving just Libbie and I. "Look, he will be OK, He's a fighter and you know it"

"You're right" I tried to smile but it didn't work out

"I'm always right" She said, trying to make me laugh but it didn't work. "Just go and see him, I'll wait here" I nodded and slowly made my way through the door and stood outside his private room.

From the outside, I could see it was a nice room. I figured I was procrastinating by looking at anything but the broken boy in the hospital bed. The walls we're a calm shade of blue. The kind of blue the sky in California would be on a hot day or the soft waves of the ocean. There was plugs all over the walls and monitors attached to them. A white bed with a table overhanging. A jug of orange and a plate with a slice of toast on was laid on the table which confused me since they knew he wouldn't eat it or drink it.

I walked through the doors, closing them behind me and sat in a brown chair besides his bed. I looked at his pale face and it broke my heart to see him like that. To see the consequence of my selfish act. I was so angry at myself but so heartbroken at the same time.

"Hey baby" I said, stroking slowly down his face and smoothing his hair back. "I'm so sorry, Eddie. I'm sorry for putting you through all of this, so sorry. If I would have never been so stupid because let's face it, this is all my fault! I was being selfish and I never thought about what this would do to those around me. I really don't understand how you love me. How can you love me when you're so good and precious and i'm so evil. You give me everything, everything that you own, all your love and I repay you by getting you shot. I love you so much Eddie and this is all my fault!"

"Five more minutes, M'am" Sad a nurse, popping her head around the door and closing it behind her.

"You know that they told me you have to learn to walk again. Walk all over again; from the very start. You won't be able to do normal things like go to the cinema and go for walks on the beach because you won't be able to walk for a while and it's all my fault."

I got closer to him, still smoothing his hair and running my fingers through it. "You know" I whispered "I wanted us to get married, have children, grow old together" I tear rolled down my cheek "But how can we even get married when I harbour so much guilt for getting you shot? I won't be able to look at you in the eye and see so much good in someone and how they can be with someone like me" I sighed

I put my lips up to his ear "I will be here for you. All the way but i promise you.. I promise that as soon as you are better, I will leave and let you get on with your life; find someone good, someone who is good for you and you can get married to them, have children and grow old with them and lead a happy life. I promise it will be like I never even existed. Like a bad dream. A nightmare" I kissed his cheek, ligering a little before drawing back and walking out the room, only looking back once to see something that made me stop for just a moment.

A single tear rolling down his pale cheek.