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    Once In A Blue Moon – (Chapter: 4 Hospitals)

    Chapter 4

     

     

    "Well…she was hit really hard. She suffered a broken leg and arm. She also received several blows to the head. On top of that she has several broken ribs. There was also some internal bleeding, but we took care of that with the surgery."

    "Is she going to be okay?" I wanted to know about the damage sure but at that moment I just want to make sure she was alive.

    "I’m sorry. Yes she’s in recovery. I will take you to see her. By the way my name is Dr. James."

    "Spencer Carlin. Please take me to see Ashley now." I have to see my baby.

     

    He told me to follow him. Billy said she would wait for me. I told her to go ahead and go home. There was no way I was leaving this hospital without Ash. She said okay, so I thanked her for the help and hugged her good-bye.

     

    He took me down a long hallway towards some elevators. Once inside he pressed the number three. The doors closed, and we began to travel upwards. The silence was uncomfortable in here. He kept looking at me like he wanted to ask a question.

    Finally it became to much so I just asked him

    "What?"

    "I was just wondering if you had a boyfriend." He did not just try to hit on me when my girlfriend was injured in a car accident. I rolled my eyes before answering him.

    "You’re not my type sorry." I replied unamused.

    "Well your loss" Whatever I could really care less.

    The elevator dinged. Signifying that we arrived to the correct floor. I continue to follow him down the hallway filled with people rushing in and out of rooms. I hate the smell of hospitals. They always smell like death to me.

     

    We finally reached her room. The room number was 326.

     

    "Here we are." That is all he said before he walked away.

     

    I looked through the small window on the door before entering. I was afraid of what I would see in there. She has always been my rock. My support system. My everything Now I have to be that for her. Taking a deep breath, I entered the room with my eyes closed.

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