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Past Inside Present – Chapter 7
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I almost broke down in tears the moment I saw her. I’d never seen someone so close to me look so fragile. She had these invasive tubes coming from all angles of her body, penetrating her, but keeping her stable. I wanted to tear them out and take her home thinking she’d wake up then and be safe rather than in that bed. I walked over to her slowly, my heart clearly beating a lot faster than hers in this moment. Tina had tried to prepare me for the sight but nothing could have. I’m not sure when the tears did start to run down my face but as I sat down beside her barely moving body I felt the dampness stain my cheeks. She looked so utterly weak and helplessness, this wasn’t the Alice I was used to seeing; she was one of the strongest people I knew and here she was laid out in front of me like some sort of science experiment. I noticed the bandages on her wrist, foot, chest and head; she looked like she was going out for Halloween as a mummy. I took her other hand in mine, surprisingly it was warm, I’m not sure why I expected otherwise. All I could say to her was why? Why was she out driving at night and drunk? Where the hell was she going? Couldn’t she just have called Shane or Bette to get whatever it was she needed? Why had she done this to herself? Why was it only Alice who was injured? My Alice, only she wasn’t anymore and it hit me right then. She was no longer mine and had she still been maybe this wouldn’t have happened. I started sobbing so forcefully my body was shaking as I still clutched at her hand attached to an IV drip.
It became frustrating seeing her lying there so peacefully. I begged for her to get up. To move her lips and smile at me, fuck even shout at me, throw a punch or just walk off, anything but the stillness. Just watching the slow rise and fall of her chest made me feel incredibly guilty for deserting her those few months ago. I stroked her cheek and spoke gently to her wondering if she could even hear me or knew I was there. I asked for her forgiveness. Something I’m not sure I deserved but it felt right asking anyway. I told her I was going to be there for her every step of the way, not to worry because I wouldn’t let anything bad happen to her, that she was going to be ok because all our friends and I were going to fight with her and for her to come back to me. I know the last statement was full of ambiguity and even I do not know in what context I wanted her back exactly, all I was aware of is that she had to pull through.
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Im just going to make this short and sweet….Im in like with this and i think you are doing such a wonderful job. I guess they whole saying “you dont know what you’ve got until its gone”….or least close to slipping away. Outstanding update,bravo. =]
Sigh. Okay, I just typed this out and submitted it but I’m not seeing it when I refresh, so here’s the second attempt. You’re incredible. This story is amazing, and I’m sorry I haven’t commented in so long. I kinda dropped off the face of the earth for awhile there and I apologize. I’ll chalk it up to school, trying to find a job, social anxiety like whoa and having a girlfriend for the first time in about 5 years now lol. I’m really sorry if it seemed I was ignoring you, I promise I wasn’t. I went back and read all the chapters I missed, and your author notes on the last chapter of Denial made me cry, thank you so much for your kind words. I’m not completely done with Danish yet, just taking a bit of a step back. I think it was the day-to-day and writing dana into every episode that was wearing on me. I still have six chapters of Lest I Forget and some one-offs in my head, so fear not. lol. Anyway, again, this is such a great story and I love how you’re writing it, it’s so completely realistic. We should talk soon if you’re not mad at me for being out of touch so long lol. Still the same number.
wow! great story so far i really like it pps!! :)
Hey ok firstly im sorry it has taken until not for me to comment on this wonderful story (even if it is a little sad at the minute lol) but i avnt reli been coming on here and dont even update my own story at the moment lol But i found this and im so glad you have talent and i love how your writing this story it so good I just beg you to keep Alice alive and healthy …. please!! lol Great update i cant wait for more :) x
I echoed all the above, and more than agree with akshunjack. You really don’t know what you’ve got until its gone. Great update, and I hope that you’ll give the two lovers a second chance. Thanks and PPS!
Another great job, De_leish_ous! You really are on fire with this story. This is so hard for a Danish fan to read, but, so wonderfully written. Dana’s reactions sounded so true. 20% chance of living? Ouch. While I hope this accident makes both women reevaluate what they want in life, I hope they don’t make decisions based on the accident – if that makes sense. I continue to love the flashbacks. They are really well done. You are doing a great job explaining what might have happened. I hope we see an update soon to find out Alice’s condition. Thanks!!
please let alice live..i’m in love of this story. can’t wait for the next post. please post soon..exccellent job De_leish_ous..