Sun has come up and so is Anna. She opens her eyes and looking around her she figured it out where she is. Blinking slowly she tries to get up but get left hand seems busy somewhere. Looking at him she raised he is holding her hand in his but is asleep. Jim held her hand and didn't let go for a moment and after being awake till dawn he fell asleep. Her head is still feeling heavy but she is no more dizzy so trying to pull her hand she turned towards left side. He is sleeping on the chair, holding her hand in his right hand. His head is bowed down and he looks like a baby who sleeps off during the class. She don't want to wake him up so carefully and slowly she pulls her hand off.
"Will you always do this?" he says in his deep voice, eyes still closed.
This started her, lifting his head and slowly lift up his eyes and this time her heart skipped a beat as their eyes met. Caught up in the moment they both just let it be like it is. Their moment breaks as the nurse enters cheerfully saying, "Good morning !"
Looking here and there they both just wished her back and Jim stood up but still he is holding her hand. Looking at him Anna pulls her hand but he is not letting it go.
Nurse checks her vitals and temperature note it down and smiles looking at him holding her hand.
As Anna notices her smiling she says, "It's not what you thinks."
"Sir she is fine now you can let go of her hand. I'm sure she'll not run away. " she says laughing a bit.
Jim smiles, looking at Anna he says, " You don't know her sister. She has this habit of going away. "
Anna gives an embarrassed smile wanting to kill him. Nurse smiles and left the room. Turning towards him she glares angrily. Leaving her hand he just stretches himself and ignore her angry look.
" I'll just go get coffee for myself and breakfast for you. " he left smiling.
" What's wrong with him? " she says to herself scratching her head.
Remembering what happened yesterday she picks her phone and call Isabelle.
" Are you all right Madam? " she asks in her soft voice full of concern about Anna.
" I'm fine. Where is Lisa? Did she knows? " Anna asks.
" No I did not tell her yet. Knowing she would not listen and rush to you."
" Good. But what did you tell her instead?"
" I just said that you stayed at office. "
" Yeah much better. " she says touching her chin.
" Are you fine now? Should I come?"
"No no Isabelle, I'm completely feeling fine. Maybe I'll get discharged in a couple of hours too."
"Please come home today instead of going to office. It's a request. I'm sick worried for you." she says with a breaking voice.
"Isabelle don't worry I'll come home."
Saying this she ends the call and removing the vigo she steps down her bed. Her leg being numb she just lost her balance and fell down hitting her head hard on the edge of the side table. Her head started bleeding but she is still trying to get up from the floor unaware of the blood flowing from her head to her temples and then on her dress through the face. When the blood starts dripping on the floor she notices it and touching her head on the wounded side she got her hand covered in blood. Now she is just sitting on the floor with numb legs, wounded head, bloody hand and blood here and there.
She tries to reach for the alarm to call for help but it was on the other side of the bed.
"Arrghh... what the hell is happening to me lately?" she growls at herself.
Coping with her one hand she tries hard to stand up as her legs regains some sensation.
"Shall I call for help first or wash this off?" she wonders to herself then decides to go and wash it off first. Her bloody hand prints and blood spots spreads all over the room as she got up from the floor and went to the washroom to wash off the blood.
Jim arrives a few minutes later when she enters the washroom. Knocking on the door twice he enters with the breakfast tray and a bright smile.
But what he saw left him stunned and he can't understand what is all this blood doing here. Keeping the tray on the table he runs his eyes all around and he notices that there is blood marks going towards the washroom. He starts panicking and could not think straight at this moment. Half of the floor is covered with blood stains, bedsheet is having blood stained hand prints and even there is big spots of blood on the floor.
"Anna... Anna...! Are you in there?" he calls out loudly.
" I'm in here. Give me a moment I'm coming." she replies back.
" What happened here?"
" Wait I'm coming." she says.
After losing this much blood she is having problem handling herself but still she somehow manages to wash off her hands yet she cannot get changed.
Holding the door struggling to stand still she calls out, " Jim are you there?"
Jim standing close to the door facing the other side replies, " Yes I'm here. Do you need help? Should I call the nurse?" he steps towards the door to call for help but stops on hearing the knob opens.
Opening the door she slowly moves out while he turns back as the door opens up a bit more.
"Hey!" she says smiling while coming out. Finding it hard to believe as to what he is seeing.
" Anna..." calling her name he rushes to her and held her arm and waist. Had he not held her she would have again fell off on her own blood on the floor.
Looking at him with heavy eyes which she is trying hard to keep open, she says, " I fell down." and with this she fainted.
Looking at her with his eyes wide opened he lifted her in his arms and walks carefully towards the bed. Ringing the help bell he asks for the doctor and the cleaning of the room. His heart is feeling so much uneasy at this moment that he cannot brief it. He just left her for hardly ten minutes so how can this much happen. Why is she so stubborn to do things her way every single time.
"I told you not to move from the bed girl." he said.
Seeing her left side of the face and body covered in blood and blood marks he is losing his mind. But still standing near her bed watching the nurse cleaning the blood from her face.
His anxiety keeps on increasing with each passing second until the doctor arrives. He is sent out from the room but he is standing at the door leaned on the wall. Head bows down in embarrassment of being the reason she got hurt.
" What happened now?" Maxwell asks coming out of the room.
" I just went for getting her breakfast and returned to this." he says slowly.
" Her head is hurt and I have given her stitches. From the words of nurses I assumed that much blood is lost. But how come a of the sudden she got hurt?"
" I don't know either. Before she fainted she just said that she fell. "
Nodding to what Jim said, he told him, " I'll be doing her CT scan and other tests, in the meanwhile you can go if you want because she will not be discharged so soon now. We need to keep her under observation for 48 hours at least."
" Is it that worst?" he asks anxiously.
" We are hoping it not to be. But final report and her response to medication will determine the damage caused by her injury. Let's hope for the best." saying this he left.
Jim's legs shaking in anxiety he feels his knees getting weak. He just sat down on the floor covering his face with his palms and started sobbing.
Seeing him sitting on the floor like this a nurse came to him and asked, "Sir do you need help?"
Looking at her he refused and with her help stood up and went into the room.
Sitting again on that same chair beside her he held her hand once again but this time he cannot stop sobbing and saying,
" I'm sorry Anna. I'm sorry Anna. I shouldn't have left you. Please forgive me this time. I promise to never leave you back alone ever ever again." He kept on crying and saying these over and over again.
His heart is going out for her and this time he feels guilty himself for letting her get hurt. His heart aching for her, his mind trying harder not to think of the worst case scenario.
The entire day went by like this only, Isabelle waiting for Anna's return but on hearing upon her injury she can't hold nack anymore so she also reaches hospital.
"Sir you don't look good please go home and take rest." says she.
Jim being glued to the chair haven't moved from there since morning. He shook his head in no.
"Anna will not be happy to see you in such condition." she says giving him a cup of coffee.
Taking a sip he says, "I left her for merely few minutes and this is what happens to her. I will not leave her until she wakes up." he says in a deep breaking voice.
" You have been here since yesterday, did you ate?" she asks sitting on the couch, placed at the end towards the footside of the bed.
"I'm fine."
"No you are not. Just look at yourself."
He remains silent, caressing her hand with eyes lowered to the ground.
"Why don't you just keep my hand?" Anna says in a heavy sleepy voice.
They both rejoiced on hearing her, Isabelle rushed to call the doctor while he stood up looks at her but then looks down.
"It's one hell of the pain." she says touching her head while trying to get up.
"No don't you dare to do so. Just lay silently." he says holding her shoulders to not let her get up.
"Jim !" she says sheepishly.
On hearing his name from her he just broke. Tears rolling down from his eyes continuously and Anna looking at him puzzled.
"Am I dead or what that you are weeping?" she asks.
"I'm sorry Anna for leaving you alone. How can I be so dumb to leave you like that." he sobbed holding her hand.
"Jim why are you like this. It's just a coincidence that I fell off and things got red." she says in a low voice.
And Dr.Maxwell enters the room with two nurses, one holding the notepad while other carrying injection and medicine tray.
"How are you feeling?" he asks checking her eyes.
She nods and smiles.
Looking at the nurse he asks for her vitals chart, observing it thoroughly he looks at her and says, "Going good kid. Take rest."
"Is everything fine?" Isabelle asks.
"Yes get vitals are returning to normal, her blood pressure and pulse rate is normal. She just need to be here for a while then she can go." he answers looking at her.
Moving out of the room he indicates Jim to come. Though Jim doesn't want to leave he has to because he knew the reports might have arrived.
Looking at Isabelle he says, "Come here, hold her hand and sit on this chair." leaving the chair and handing over Anna's hand into Isabelle's.
Anna looking at her with heavy eyes that are hard to keep open but then also she can sense his fears. He never go over the line very often but when he goes it's because he is either scared or angry. And right now anyone can telk from his expression and behaviour that he is scared to the core of his soul.
Doing as Jim says Isabelle sat on the chair and held her hand.
"Don't move from here until I return." he instructs her with a shaky voice.
Leaving the room he closed the door slowly and went to Dr. Maxwell's room.
Anna trying to pull her hand back but Isabelle not leaving it makes her irritated. Knowing her irritation Isabelle says, "Please just relax and rest. I cannot let go of your hand. Apologies." she says.
"What is wrong with both of you. I cannot get up at this moment so what harm can it cause if you let go of my hand?" Anna says in an irritated voice with a frown removing her oxygen mask.
" Please don't do all this Madam." she request her.
Sighing hard she stop and let it be while Isabelle softly caressing her hand.
"He has been here since yesterday. He didn't left you alone the entirenightt. Just because you fell when he was away for getting coffee, he didn't left your side since morning." she told.
Looking at Isabelle she asks, " How can you be so sure about it? When did you arrived?"
Isabelle smiles and says, " I talked to Doctor and nurses here when I arrived in the afternoon after hearing about your injury. Nurses told me about him and his stubbornness of being here with you. You didn't knew but I saw him when I arrived and you were unconscious. He was just buried in shame and guilt this whole time for leaving you alone. It looks like you are on bed but his soul is being scratched away from his bodly."
Anna's expression softening with each word she hears.
" Don't be angry on him Madam. His only flaw is that he cares about you."
Breathing slowly she turns her face the other side waiting for him to return and instead of pulling her hand off she now hold up Isabelle's hand. Though it seems hard but she is trying to keep her eyes open while waiting for him.
Feeling her hand holding hers, Isabelle smiles softly and continues to slowly pat and caress her hand.