《Lieutenant Garrett》Gone....Again
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Chapter Twenty
Gone....Again
Three weeks had passed and I was hearing from Lena and Kara everyday. Which was a thousand times more than I had heard from Chris. What I wouldn't do to hear his sweet southern voice again.
I sighed. Addison decided to go shopping today. I told her that I was going to go and visit mum in the hospital. I hadn't seen her in a few days and the people at the hospital told me they would call if she woke up but they haven't yet.
I got off of the couch and went up to my room to get dressed. I grabbed my purse and my keys and headed out the door.
I drove down to the hospital in a very anxious state. I hoped that she would wake up soon. I'm worried sick about her.
She was such a good woman. I don't know why she of all people was the one stuck in a coma. There were so many bad people like criminals and murderers that deserved this more than she did.
I pulled up to the hospital and walked in. I wandered up to room 627 just like any other day and slowly opened the door.
My hopes began to rise that maybe, just maybe, she had woken up.
My face fell as I stepped into the room. She was still out. Still had all of the machines hooked up to her, keeping her alive.
I sat down beside her like I usually did and took her hand in mine.
"Please wake up momma. I need you here. Lena and Kara are gone, and Chris is gone as well. I need you to wake up. Please" I whispered as a tear fell down my cheek.
Just then, I heard the door open. Dr. Phillips walked in with a sad expression on his face.
"Hello Miss Collins"
"Hi Dr. Phillips"
"I'm sorry but I have some bad news about your mother here"
"Oh no"
"We've done some tests and we've discovered that since she fell into the coma, she has lost two thirds of her brain cells, which would leave her unable to function if she were to wake up. So even if she wakes up which is extremely unlikely, she wouldn't be able to live. I'm sorry"
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"You...You're kidding right"
"I'm sorry Miss Collins. We've done everything that we can to help her. You can take as much time as you need with her and you can decide when we unplug her" he said.
Dr. Phillips walked out of the room and closed the door.
As soon as I heard the door close, my body sunk to the floor. My mum was dead. Not coming back. Ever. She was gone.
Gone.
That word kept ringing inside my head.
But the weird thing was, I didn't cry. I just sat there. In shock.
I couldn't believe it. My mum, the woman who raised me, wiped my nose, tied my shoes, made me suppers, and brought me into this crazy messed up world was gone. Dead. I couldn't wrap my head around it.
After about ten minutes, a nurse; who looked about twenty-five walked into the room.
"Are you ready to begin unplugging?"she asked with a sympathetic look.
"I'm as ready as I'll ever be I guess" I said while looking at my lifeless mother.
"Okay"
She began to walk towards my mum. There were about six machines that she had to turn off in order for the process to be complete. I grabbed my mum's hand and rubbed circles on it. This would be the last time I would hold her hand. The hand that I had held numerous times as a child, and this was the last time I could hold it. At nineteen years old, my mum; my best friend was going to leave me.
Machine #1: off
Machine #2: off
Machine #3: off
Machine#4: off
Machine #5: off
"Wait" I told the nurse just as she was reaching for the oxygen machine.
"But Miss"
"Just...wait" a tear slid down my cheek.
"Momma"
"Momma" I whimpered; trying to maybe wake her up.
"Momma" I tried for the last time; a sob escaping my lips.
"Okay" I told the nurse.
She unplugged the oxygen machine and took the tube away from my mother's mouth.
The nurse took everything out of the room and closed the door behind her.
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I held my mum's hand and kissed her on the forehead. Quiet sobs escaped my mouth and I laid beside my deceased mother.
I didn't know what I was going to do without her. Honestly, she was my rock. She had been through the worst after my dad got up in the middle of the night and left, and now she was gone. Like that. She was perfectly fine four months ago, and now she was gone.
I wiped my tears and got up to leave the room. I kissed her one last time and headed for the door. Just as I opened it, Dr. Phillips came in and pulled the bedsheets over her head. Telling the nurses that she had died.
I quickly walked through the hospital and made my way to the parking lot. I climbed into my car and put my head in my hands. I sobbed louder than I have in my entire life.
I wiped my tears, sucked in a breath, and began the drive home.
As soon as I pulled into the driveway, Addison knew something was wrong. She ran from the house and met me at the edge of the sidewalk leading up to the front porch. She enveloped me in a hug and rocked me back and forth; comforting me.
We walked back into the house and she immediately grabbed the phone.
"I'm gonna get Chris down here for ya baby" she said while rubbing my back.
"How? He left his phone in my room" I said wiping my nose with the back of my hand.
"I'm friends with another guy in his corp" she smirked. She kissed the top of my head and dialed the number.
Addison was two years younger than Chris, which meant that she was a year older than me.
"But I broke up with him" I told her, another sob escaping me.
"Does it look like I care?" she laughed "you guys love each other, whether you've broken up or not, it doesn't matter because you both are still completely in love"
"How do you figure he still loves me?" I whimpered "he hasn't answered my letters in weeks and when I try to Skype call him, he never picks up"
"Shh" she said "hey Ryan it's Addison. Put Chris on for me"
I heard Ryan reply, "Alright, gimme a sec. He's just over there"
"Okay thanks"
"Hello?"
Chris's voice.
"Hey Chris it's Addison"
"Hey Addie!"
"Okay, first of all, why the HELL aren't you answering Nicole's letters? Second of all, how the HELL did you forget your cell phone? And third of all, you need to come home. Nicole's mum died today and she needs you"
"Oh my god" he breathed. I heard a sob escape him.
I briefly heard him discussing with someone before he said "I'm on my way. Put her on"
Addison handed the phone to me and I hesitated before I took it from her.
"Hey baby doll" he said, his voice sounding a little weak.
"Hi" I managed. I missed his sweet, sweet voice.
"Hang in there for me alright? I'm gonna be home tonight okay? Just hang in there"
Just hearing his words made everything that had...or should I say hadn't happened between us these past months melted away and I loved him even more.
"Okay" another sob left me "hurry"
I heard some shuffling before he said, "I'll be home in eight hours alright? I love you"
"I love you too" I cried. He hung up the phone and I handed it back to Addison.
Seven hours, fifty-nine minutes and fifty-eight seconds.
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Chris is coming back!!!! Yay!!! Awful circumstances but still.....
I'm so so so sorry about what happened to Rebecca but, something good will come of it. I promise.
Keep voting and commenting! Your feedback means a lot to me!
I've been trying to change up the cast a bit but it hasn't exactly been working very well.I'm adding new characters and switching the actresses for Kara and Nicole. I will let you know when it finally decides to work!
Happy reading!
Eagle_Eye_13 xx
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