Sam paced up and down the hospital ward that his father had lied there for the past few days. He was confused and didn't know what to do. He couldn't pull out of this without his father.
When Jonathan pulled out by Freyas house he left in hurry that he'd forgotten his phone in the jacket. And the worst thing is it was on silence. Dang it! She must have called a thousand times now but she won't even know that the very same phone is in her house.
He called the office but they said she wouldn't be coming in until the following year someone was holding for her at the moment and that he could talk to her but he declined and hung up the phone.
This was so bad. Just after when he got it hope that they would redo things, have a fresh start and that he could tell his father about how he felt about this whole Narissa thing. Then how was he going to do it now. Freya's forgiveness meant a fresh start for the both if them. And now they are apart , 9.8 km away from each other. And no way of communication.
He took a seat next to his father'd bed and gazed at all the drips hanging that were connected to the back palms of his hands the oxygen and the beeping machines.
A duplicate of him lied on that bed. A death bed. But the only difference was the scars that covered most of his body. Anything could happen on that bed. If he was in another ward he would be a little bit at ease but then ICU meant that there were slim chances of him surviving. He was lucky to have survived that car crash.
'What if I loose him ', he thought. He knew very well that if he died then he would loose the one key to his happiness. His world, the woman chosen by his heart . Jonathan gently opened the door and got in with a brown paper bag.
"What's up man ", he asked brushing his back a little.
"I'm ok ", he answered while deep down he keep that was not ok. As long as his father laid on this bed and Freya far away he wouldn't be ok.
"Any news? Is he promising ", he said taking a seat on the couch by the wall. Sam turned in his stool to face him.
"Nah nothing much but that he's doing well. He's a fighter ", he sighed.
"What do you have there ", he asked wanting to change the topic to something else that would make him forget about this or at least distract him.
"Oh this. I got you doughnuts and some cranberry juice the heat is blazing outside there ", he said.
"Good gracious, you're a life savior". He stood up and went to take a seat next to his friend. Out of all things he wanted more than food he wanted comfort. At least he had Jonathan here. In as much as he was his best friend he wouldn't break down in front of another man. He didn't want him thinking that he was weak or something.
He continued munching his doughnuts until half of the box was eaten and then he took a break to talk to his comrade.
"Man you were hungry", he laughed.
"Of course I was were you watching me the whole time?", she looked at him in shock.
"Like yeah I was. What else was I supposed to do you weren't saying anything".
"Dude you have a girlfriend make yourself useful and text her her something ".
"Just had a lunch date with her ", he smirked.
"Wow dude wait a sec. You're playing with me right now? ", he asked.
"I'm not", he answered.
"So you're like serious with her?".
"Yeah. A lil bit of commitment doesn't hurt now does it ?".
"Oh my goodness look at thee Jonathan Smith serious with a girl. I never thought I'd see this day. I'm happy for you man. This is amazing. I was starting to think that you were gay", he laughed.
"Stop saying that I didn't say I was getting married", and they both laughed.
"Shhh ", Jonathan reminded him.
"Oh yes yes. ", he placed his finger on his mouth. "I'll finish this lover boy", he said having a bite of a chocolate coated doughnut with sprinkles on top.
Before half of that doughnut the machine's beeping sound became fast and louder. He dropped both things and stood up and dashed to his father's bed.
"Dad! dad! ", he called rubbing his palms.
"Jonathan call the nurse ", and he went out running to call the doctor.
"Dad. Hang in there Pops ", he said and his vision became blurry.
'No no no this can't happen. No not now ', he thought.' Where are the damn nurses !', he cursed at the back of his mind.
The room was soon occupied by three nurses and a doctor. One took the file that was by the bottom of his bed and went to the machines recording what was in the machines. The second one rushed out to fetch what the doctor told him to while the third one helped restrain Sam from going to his father's side.
"Sir I'm afraid but you'll have to go out and let us do our job", the nurse kept on saying again and again.
"Sam get a hold of yourself ", he managed to calm him down and he led him outside.
As soon as the door was closed he turned to look back in but the glass a opaque and he couldn't see clearly but could only see body movements. He furiously punched the wall and winced at the pain.
"Dude what are you doing. Calm down ok? They got this. You just have to stay calm they are doing all the best they could and be strong for him ok?", he said holding both his shoulders. He lowered him to the silver chairs that we're by the door. "I'm going to get someone to take care of this. I don't think your father will be happy to know that you were punching walls ", and he went to look for a nurse.
Despite the fact that drops of blood trickled down his hand he covered his face with both hands and let out light soft sobs.
"Sam ", he heard a soft female voice call out his name.
"He raised his face and saw Narissa in her same heavy makeup as always, clothes that showed too much flesh , cleavage and skirt centimeters below her butt. But right now he didn't care. Right now he needed someone who could hug him so tight and tell him that everything was going to be ok.
He lunged at her and squeezed her so tight and she hugged him back in return with sly smile on her face. His sobs got uglier and louder for a few seconds and then they calmed.
She looked at his face. "Everything is going to be ok sweetheart you hear that?", he asked and he lightly nodded.
They shifted closer a stretcher was passed behind them. Another emergency. They took a seat. Narissa placed her bag next to her and continued comforting Sam constantly wiping his tears and giving soft kisses on the cheek and brought her head up a little. He didn't care about the soft kisses on his cheek he wanted comfort that's what he cared about right now.
"Freya why did you stop? They need blood. You know anyone who's blood group is O positive?", he heard a voice say and now something inside him was trigggerd. This is where he would get comfort. But did she see what Narissa did seconds ago?
He brought his face up and saw a different expression in her face. It told everything. I wasn't the warm smile with bright beautiful eyes. I was the glare that could bore holes into ones soul.
"Yeah I do. I'll call them up right now ", she said with her gaze fixed on the people sitting on the chair.
"Freya ", he stood up with his tear striken face.But he looked at him and didn't say anything." What you just saw..How much did you see", he asked.
"I saw enough", she said turning on her heal and ran to the opposite direction.
"It's not what you think ", he whispered but she didn't hear anything he said.