ON THE RUN

     
   *The picture of Amy above.

  ⚜ ⚜I took a chill pill to Paris ⚜ ⚜

              Talia

The smell of bleach and disinfectant was overwhelming. I slowly started blinking desperately trying to open my eyes and see what was around me. The sad beeping tunes from the monitors were irritating and the sickly plain white walls looked nothing like a room made to make a patient feel better. Hospital. How...how did I get here?

As the memory kicked in my right hand travelled to my head touching the side that hurts and then towards the stomach, pressing the throbbing part that was bandaged. "Ouch," I yelp in a low tone when I removed the IV from my other hand. 'Who brought me here?' My overthinking wasn't helping. I got up slowly and once my feet touched the cold white tiles, I made two steps and ended up falling. Footsteps approached and a woman yelled. “j'ai besoin d'un médecin!“

My eyes couldn't stay open and I slipped into dark oblivion as the sound of the woman screaming echoed through.
 

When I woke up again, I was tied down to the bed intubated. A woman in a white coat was standing next to the bed.  "Comment Allez-Vous? Je Suis Docteur Geraldine."
I nodded even though I didn't understand anything except the name Geraldine. Amy arrived right on time cheerfully as always. "Sis! You are finally up," The woman turned to Amy and spoke something foreign then turned back to me and said, "Pardon me for that. How are you feeling? I am doctor Geraldine,"

Amy sat on the couch beside my bed while the doctor attended to me. Everything seemed foreign. My throat was parched as I opened my mouth to speak. "Wh- what happened? I have to go..." Doctor Geraldine stopped me. "Moving around at this rate will be impossible. You had a high fever of 105.6 when you were brought in and you were experiencing an altered state of consciousness, weak pulse and heart rate increase which later resulted in a coma for a week and a half as a result of sepsis."

"C -comma? W- week? Amy jokes aside"  That was egregious.

No one was laughing and the cheerful Amy was serious. "You were shot in the stomach and almost near the sentry artery. You have to understand that it could have been fatal and you survived. I will keep you here for 3 more days and then I can conclude from there.

After Doctor Geraldine left I bombarded Amy with questions. "Calm down, Tally. We are in Paris. I rushed you to the hospital back in Brighton but we had to move you for some safety reasons and Alek thought moving you out of the country would be best. I was terrified seeing you in that state, Sis"

Her eyes suddenly became watery. "I..are you crying, Amy?" She smiled at me. "No. Just something in my eyes"

"Where is he?" I dreaded the question that had been bothering me. I wanted to see him.

"I dont know...outside there killing people?" Knowing Sean that would probably be true. "Doesn't he want to see me?"

Amy stood up and grab her bag off the couch then walked towards my side. "You should ask that when he comes by but a little secret, if I may," I nodded and she continued. "Alek adores you. My brother practically worships you, I mean you should have seen...." Her words trailed unfinished as two couples walked in melting my heart.

"Oh my goodness! You scared the hell out of us" Zara's voice echoed and I had never felt better in my life. My friends were here, alive. They both moved to hug me.