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Past Inside Present – Chapter 7
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Shane came in after a few minutes and told me Lenore was on her way and that we should wait outside whilst the nurses checked on her vitals. Reluctantly, I picked myself up from the chair and shakily made my way out taking one last glance back at her before turning my head away and feeling the tears threaten to spill once more. It was too much. I was greeted with appreciated hugs from everyone in the waiting room. Jenny had arrived looking even more sombre than usual wearing a gaunt expression as she sat on the plastic chair hugging her knees to her chest. This was taking its toll on everyone. I don’t recall much of the minutes in-between this and Lenore arriving, I think everyone was on autopilot. Bette made a call to Kit asking how Angie was and if she could watch her for the rest of the night, Jenny and Shane leant against each other and Tina sat next to me holding my hand. When Lenore turned the corner after seeing Alice we looked up expectantly at her and her appearance gave me little hope. She unsteadily explained the extent of Alice’s injuries, that sucked everything out of me leaving me with a gaping vacuum inside. Alice had suffered three broken ribs, a punctured lung, a fractured wrist and ankle, severe bruising and several deep cuts however the worst was to come. In the collision she had hit her head fiercely causing a subarachnoid haemorrhage in her brain, the extent of the damage was too early to tell when or if she would awake from her coma but from the previous scans the doctors had predicted it was a grade 4. Bette asked exactly what that meant and Lenore replied in a hauntingly pained tone, there’s a twenty percent chance she’ll live. I began crying hysterically.
Alice looked beautiful in the glowing sunset around us. I couldn’t recall when she had looked more radiant and it took all my might not to run into her arms and kiss her until all the air escaped my lungs. To this day I wish I had. Instead I sauntered over to her and pecked her cheek, she just returned a small smile. We walked together up the steep canyon in silence for a few minutes and I could tell she was biting her tongue waiting for answers. We passed by a bench and I took her hand guiding her towards it. She sat down next to me and looked at me with this timid and weary face, obviously unsure of what I was about to say and wondering whether she even wanted to hear it. Once I started I couldn’t stop talking, it completely surprised me just how much I had to say with no preparation. It was completely unlike me to be so coherent but Alice usually brought out the best in me and again she had. I was as honest as I could be with her, telling her I wasn’t sure we were good for each other anymore, romantically we had become unstable and I wasn’t about to pretend everything was ok. She asked if I wanted to take a break, her eyes were pleading me to stay with her and not let go, I couldn’t deny them so I agreed. If I knew it would have hurt her less I would have ended it right then, perhaps it was the decent thing to do but I just wasn’t ready to watch her walk out of my life. I told her I still wanted to see her because these past few weeks had been some of the hardest in my life. Now I think how selfish I was to say this when I was the one who had asked for space and had caused this uninvited rift between us. She nodded her head and looked away from me. I could see a tear roll down her cheek as she tried to wipe it away hurriedly with her sleeve. I never could bare to see her cry and seeing her so delicate made me wrap her in a giant hug and rock her slightly. I whispered that it would be ok and we’d work this out, not believing it fully but wanting to evaporate her pain and hold her once again. We sat like that for a little while both unsure of where out future lay.
I awoke with a startle in the waiting room, unsure as to when I’d drifted off but knowing I had dreamt of Alice and myself at the canyon. Lenore starred blankly ahead clearly distressed. Shane walked over to me with coffee for us both in her hands. Taking my cup I gave a small smile of gratitude as she sat down and asked how I was holding up. I just shrugged my shoulders and told her it wasn’t about me. I asked where Bette, Tina, and Jenny had gone, Shane replied she sent them home, there wasn’t much point all of us being there when we were hearing no news and that we’d call them if anything changed. I nodded before letting the hot soothing coffee work its way into my empty stomach. I thought back to the last time I’d eaten which was earlier that night with Lara. I suddenly remembered I hadn’t called my girlfriend in hours and knew it was my duty to do so. I excused myself and walked outside to call her and deliver the bad news.
The waiting was intolerable. I would pace, sit motionless, drink gallons of coffee or just slip into trances now and again. It had been over twenty hours since I had arrived and neither Shane nor myself would move from the hospital, she was too important and had been there for us in our times of need on numerous occasions. Lara had arrived an hour or so ago bringing a fresh change of clothing and some food although I barely touched it. She tried to get me to go home and reassuringly kissed me but I just didn’t want her near me. I can’t explain it. I think I was probably taking all my anger out on her but she seemed to understand and said she’d come back later to see how things were. I was standing leaning against a wall whilst Shane and Lenore napped when a doctor approached us asking if we were here for Alice Pieszecki. Shane immediately jerked awake and said a hoarse yeah. I have some good news and some bad news regarding her condition.
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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..