Shall I? What am I suppose to say? What if he woke up now what am I suppose to say then? sorry that I put you into this crappy bed, or that I didn't mean to be reckless and irresponsible and rush like Dayton always called me. I shouldn't have brought flowers, what if he was allergic or doesn't like roses? I was standing in front of room 201, in front of his room, staring at the handle like a complete idiot unable to make a move. too coward to take a step inside. "Oh, Hey there you came to see patient 201." a woman with ginger hair that was tucked in a messy bun, stray hair falling out of it. Her skin was pale and she wore glasses with a thick black frame. She threw wide open the door "Good Morning, you got your first visitor say hi to.." …show more content…
'"We couldn't find any identification in his wallet, and no one reported any missing boy" she explained while examining the IV's, heart monitors and ventilator attached to him. The room was a typical plain hospital room, no decorations, no carpets nothing except the two gray metallic chairs at the corner of the room, with a small round table between them. A window giving me a view of a parking lot. Then comes his bed few inches away from the window, where he lays with various tubes connecting him to beeping machines that supposedly keeping him alive. "So violet, are you his friend?" She asked as she turned toward me. "mmm... not really, I witnessed the accident." I …show more content…
"I-I got you some roses," I went and placed them on top of the small table between the metallic chair. "I hope you like roses, I didn't know what else to bring." He was calm, other than his casted leg, due to a broken bone and fibula which the doctor said it might take up to five months to heal followed by physiotherapy. His face has few scratches here and there but the major worry was in the head and spinal cord. The ligaments bruise into spinal cord tissue that might result in a loss of function or feel, while the brain may have been jostled inside the skull due to the force of impact. "It has been 9 days since the accident. Sorry for not visiting earlier" I took in his state. I bit my tongue, trying to hold the tears that threatened to leave my eyes, but slowly I could feel the tear trying to escape and roll down my cheeks. That's when I knew it was too late to hold them back now. "I am sorry, I know it is useless saying it now, bu-" I sniffed " I really am sorry, I put you in there," I could feel the guild feasting on my flesh, making it harder to