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You (Part the Eighteenth A)
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Time had sort of stopped making sense to Alice. She knew she was wearing her watch, but the numbers didn’t really mean anything to her anymore. The only way she could even begin to measure the minutes ticking by was the constant beeping of Dana’s heart monitor, the repeated entrance of Anna every half hour or so to check Dana’s vitals, her blood pressure and temperature and sometimes replace the IV bags on their little stand. When she did this, it was always with a kind smile and some soothing words to Alice. Once, she’d offered a mild sedative, but Alice had refused vehemently.
She knew Helena was there, and through the fog of her strange sense of detachment she was grateful for it. She could vaguely remember the scene in the waiting room when Helena had arrived…as soon as she’d introduced herself, the entire place seemed to snap to attention. When Dana had been deemed stable enough to be moved to a room in the oncology ward’s ICU, the staff, under Anna’s direction, had put her in the most private room available while she was still under such constant observation. It was pretty much directly next to the nurses’ station, but it had an actual door instead of the glass walls the other ICU rooms sported.
Helena let it be known in no uncertain terms that Alice was to have anything she asked for, and if it was something the hospital didn’t usually do, Helena would be paying for it personally and that nothing would ever be said to Alice about it. Alice appreciated that, she really did, but she couldn’t imagine asking for anything unless Dana wanted or needed it. She knew it probably wasn’t entirely healthy to be this focused on Dana to the point where she was willing to disregard her own health and sense of sanity, but at the same time she realized that she honestly didn’t give a fuck. All she knew or felt she needed to know was that Dana was sick, and she had begged Alice not to leave. And she didn’t care if they threatened her with some kind of grotesquely smelling stinkbomb, she wasn’t going to.
She hardly noticed when Anna had a fairly nice chair brought in so she could sit by Dana’s bed. She was still being held by Shane, and was too shaky to trust her own legs for the time being. Dana looked…weird. The best she could come to describing it was that she looked a little like one of those porcelain dolls her mother has started collecting on a whim when Alice was in middle school. Her skin was so pale that it almost glistened, and the sweat from her fever just intensified that effect. Of course, none of Lenore’s dolls had had dark circles under their eyes. They’d also been unable to shiver, she mused from Shane’s arms, not really understanding why she was analyzing Lenore’s dolls in comparison to Dana’s condition but not knowing how to make herself stop.
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Oh god I can see why this was so hard to write. You’re outdoing yourself each time my dear. this was fucking brilliant. Oops I’m busted, ok so I’m up from bed :P and should get on with my chap but meh, when I have this to read I have little motivation coz yours puts mine to shame lady! Don’t feel pressured to write before new year if you can’t, just know you will have shitloads of people eagerly waiting for your next post. :D I’m loving this more than life itself right now, just had to say that. xx
Ditto on everything De_leish_ous said. You are amazing, i know this is hard for you just know we are all here sending you all the support we can. PPS
Excellent as always. Thank you so much for your update.
Fantastic!!!!! This story just gets better and better as it goes on. PPS
I know you said that was difficult to write, but from reading it I totally couldn’t tell. It was another stellar update as per usual, and I’m starting to wonder if this story could ever be less than perfect?
I agree with everyone’s comments – beautifully written – I can understand how hard it must have been to write as I have a lump in my throat and tears streaming down my cheeks at the thought – thank you for contiuing with this piece of work.
Beautiful..touching..funny..just so damn Danish. This is THE story that should have been told. You inspire me more with each installment MT, thank you for this amazing story!
This is really quite tremendous. I love your happy place … it’s awesome.
Oh My God…AMAZING…You are very gifted…unbelievable…I actually shed a tear…serioulsy…Your writing jumps off the page…I love ANNA…I love how she warned Dana…Hysterical…I can go on and on…Unbeleivable…Obviously I don’t want Dana to die, but you are writing this so well…Chaiken robbed us, of this beatiful story…You are making this beautiful…Does that make sense…Happy Holidays To You & Your Family!
That was absolutely Danish perfection. I know that these are the hard chapters, but they aren’t so hard to read with the beautiful way they are written! Can’t wait to read more.
Ok what can i say? It’s a beautiful story which makes most others pale in comparison. I’m glad you are getting something out of writing this because i know a lot of us are getting a lot out of reading it. A beautiful story and please don’t feel pressured to post, we’ll all be here ready to read when you post. Have a good Christmas :)
really good. its just so sad. i hate thinking of those scenes. though that episode is one of my favorites – even though it is the beginning of the end. i like how you had alice staying home from the date. that’s where she should have been.
Painfully perfectly written. Awww… Happy place Alice. I totally crush all forms of Alice – geeky I am.
This story is getting better and better. I love it! Your writing is so good and so moving and it’s so sweet and so realistic in my opinion that Alice is Dana’s happy place. Thank you for this beautiful story.