Sequel to Want Me
Chapter 17
*Blane's Point Of View*
"Is she going to be okay? What's happening to
her?!" I shouted as the EMT began to drive faster.
"Sir, calm down. You have to remain calm so I
can help her." The man replied. But I couldn't stay
calm. I couldn't relax and let him help her; save her.
Heidi was dying, right in front of my eyes. And so was our
baby. I needed to scream, I needed to cry. I needed Heidi.
"Please... please. You have to save her." I
said, breaking down and crying. The only other time Heidi had
been in danger was almost two years ago. That's when Trevor
had injured her and me. That's when he killed
Blane
Jr.
But when Heidi was hurt, I wasn't there. I was in
another state of mind. Unable to hear or to think. Unable to
see or to speak.
But this time I could see, speak, hear and think. And
right in front of my eyes, my beautiful wife, my best friend,
my only love, was dying.
"Drive faster!" I shouted. "We have to
make it there. She has to live."
"Sir, we are almost there. The hospital is right up
the road." The woman replied. I leaned my head against the
metal siding and closed my eyes. I silently sobbed.
The ambulance came to a stop and the woman jumped
out of the car. She quickly opened up the back of the
ambulance, and they rushed Heidi into the emergency room.
"Come on." Alex said, appearing at the back of
the ambulance. I jumped out of the back and we ran into the
hospital.
"Where did they take her?" I asked him,
knowing he wouldn't have an answer.
"I don't know. Probably to an operating
room. Come on, there are some chairs. Lets sit down and
wait." He replied, walking over to a row of chairs that
lined the hallway.
"I can't wait! My wife, she's...
she's ...dying!" I shouted the last words in agonizing
pain. Sure, it was easy to say them in my head, because they
could be wrong. But saying them out loud made them all too
real.
I fell to the ground and buried my face in my
hands. She can't. She can't ever, ever die on
me.
Alex slowly walked over to me and placed on hand
on my shoulder.
"I know what you're going through."
He whispered, kneeling down beside me.
"Know you don't! You can not possibly
know how it feels to have your wife and child dying right in
front of your eyes!" I spit back at him.
"No, I don't. But I do know what its like to
lose the love of your life." His voice was calm, but I
could hear the pain behind it. I looked up at him, immediately
sorry for my harsh words.
"Kristi and I were so in love. We were even
engaged. We had been inseparable for two years before I
proposed. We were on our way to her parents house to tell them
about my proposal. A drunk driver ran the red light." He
stopped, tears forming in his eyes. "I remember waking up
in the hospital, asking for her. The nurse said that she was
killed immediately by the impact. She hit her head pretty hard
on the windshield. I cried myself to sleep every night. I still
do, and that was a year ago."
I felt remorse for him. I couldn't imagine
what it would be like if I lost Heidi. I didn't want
to.
"I'm so sorry." I mumbled.
He shook his head and stood up. He helped me up and
we walked over and sat down in the chairs that lined the empty
hall.
Heidi was perfect. The love of my life and the
only person in the world that could ever make me smile. I loved
her more than anything in this cold, shallow world. But it was
neither cold nor shallow when I was with her.
That's why when the doctor walked out of the
room and called my name, i cried. How could I possibly be
happy, when I felt so horrible and broken inside?