Dependent on each other

Chapter 13

Bleep. Bleep. Bleep. That’s what Jones had heard all day. His girlfriend was in hospital but she had been asleep since they performed CPR. Jones sat on the chair next to the bed. She looked so peaceful, lying on the bed. He brushed her hair out of her face. Checking no one was around, he whispered to her, “Please wake up Livy. There was something I was going to ask you yesterday. I was just building up my courage when you shouted out in agony. I was so scared Liv, scared you were going to die.” He paused, hoping for some kind of reaction. “I don’t know if you can hear me but I love you Olivia Brown.” Then there was movement. Her eyelids fluttered.

“I love you too. What… what were you… what were you going to ask?” She managed to say, opening her eyes. She tried to sit up in bed but winced in pain.

“Livy! You’re awake. Doctor, she’s awake.” Jones exclaimed, pushing her gently back on the bed so she was lying down. As a doctor came rushing over to her bed, her question was forgotten.

“Olivia Brown. Good, you’re awake.” The doctor said, checking his notes on his clipboard.

“What happened to me?” Livy asked, peering up at him.

“It was your cancer.” He said.

“Excuse me for being blunt, but isn’t that obvious?” Jones pointed out, frowning

“Right, it was a pain attack and we’re afraid there’s not much we can do. If you get them again many times, it could be fatal.” The doctor replied, saying it as if this news was nothing. Jones clutched her hand. “I’ll check on you later.” The doctor said, looking at his watch. He strode off.

The two stared at each other for a second. Then he kissed her on the cheek. “How are you feeling sweetheart?” He asked, stroking her hair.

“Like I’ve died and come alive again with aching lungs.” She replied, groaning.

“Well, they did have to perform CPR.” He said. “Can I get you anything to eat, drink or do?” He asked.

“You could get me a glass of water if you don’t mind.” She said, sitting up.

“Let me plump your pillows first so you’re more comfortable.” He said, plumping her pillows.

“I couldn’t have a better boyfriend. Thank you.” She said, lovingly.

“And I couldn’t have a better girlfriend.” He smiled, going to get a glass of water.

He came back with the water to find her sleeping. “Liv.” He paused, waiting. “Liv, I’ve got your water.” He said, shaking her softly.

“Thank you.” She said, sipping the water. “So, when will I be out of here?”