I try to tell her.....God, I want to, I try to move my mouth a little. Jusy enough to get the words out but nothing happens. My body doesn’t listen, mt lips barely twitch, my body is giving up on me and It’s so frustrating, it pisses me off but I don’t have the strength to fight it...Not now my chest feels tight, even breathing feels like work, everythin feels like work.
And then.....i slip again.
....
The next time I come to, it’s louder, not really clear but louder.
There are voices..lots of voices and Movement nd rhe world feels like it’s shifting around me.
I force my eyes open again, slower this time, it takes effort. A lot of it.
The ceiling above me is different, brighter..
That’s when it clicks, I’m in an ambulance.
I’m in an ambulance.
There’s movement around me, hands, pressure and Voices talking over each other.
But the one voice I pick out immediately....is
Hers. Elaine.
She’s arguing....even through the haze, I can hear the edge in her voice. The stubbornness. The refusal.
"She’s not letting them take me alone," my mind supplies, slow but certain. A small smile pulls at my lips. It hurts, but it’s there.
Yeah. That’s my girl
There’s a shift, more movement then suddenly.....She’s there again, muc closer this time. Her hand wrapping around mine, tight, like she’s afraid I’ll disappear if she loosens her grip.
Her skin is warm and familiar. It cuts through the fog more than anything else has. I want to squeeze back.
I try but I don’t know if I do as werything feels distant again.
But then....Her voice changes, it’s softer and quiete and the words she says, they hit me even through all of this.
"I love you..."
For a second, everything else fades. The pain, the noise, the drifting... all of it.
I’ve waited for that, longer than I should admit, longer than I even realized. A weak breath leaves me, something close to a laugh trapped somewhere in my chest.
"Finally," I think, barely holding onto the thought. "Took you long enough..."
I want to say it back. God I really, I want to but the darkness is pulling again, stronger this time and I’m too tired to fight it so I let go for a second, just to rest and everything fades out again.
Elaine’s POV
The ambulance doors burst open before the vehicle even fully stops. Everything happens too fast after tht as the sharp smell of antiseptic hitt me the second the doors swing open.
"Move, move!"
"He’s crashing!"


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