Remember me...Part 4
As they lead me down to the I.C.U my Body became numb all over again as the nurses told me that I couldn’t stay long. I donned a mandatory hospital garb and rushed in to the room. As I walked in a wave of revulsion hit me. I wanted to puke; I could feel death and misery everywhere in that room. Everything smelled like disinfectant but that could not completely mask the odour of decay and sickness drifting through the air. Then I saw him and nothing could stop the torrent of tears spilling down my face. There was Casey, bloody and bruised and barely alive; he lay unconscious at the far end of the room. All of this was my fault. “Casey!” I was barely aware that I had screamed his name. I could feel the nurses starting to pull me away. I struggled free and ran to him trying to hold his hand through a mess of tubes. “No, no, no” I moaned as I looked down at his battered face. This wasn’t supposed to be how today was supposed to go! I clung on to his hand sobbing it felt as if someone had reached into my chest and was squeezing my heart. I ached with sadness and despair. After sometime the nurses managed to get me to let go of Casey’s hand. They had to force me to leave, to the point where they were almost dragging me out.
The nurses lead me to a room where the rest of Casey’s family already was along with my mom all of their faces where sallow, a look of worry creased their every feature. “Honey, come here.” My mom commanded. I walked over I felt as if my soul and my body had become detached and my body was no more than a husk. “Don’t worry honey the doctors said Casey’s condition is stable.” “Blood, there was so much blood.” I said in a daze. My mother looked worriedly over at Casey’s mother. Seconds passed, they felt like minutes, minutes passed, they felt like hours, hours passed, they felt like days there was little improvement in Casey’s conditions by the end of the day. My mother spoke to me and told me to go home. I protested what if he woke up? What if something happened? She gave me a stern look and I knew there was going to be no arguments. We drove Mr. and Mrs. Hunt home from the hospital.