The Surgeon And His Bossy Bride

Chapter 7: Sorrow

"Mrs. Norman? are you there?" a nurse called out to me.

I heard a lady call out to me, as I sat in the waiting chair with my head clasped in my hands. Father and my two brothers had stomped out of the hospital leaving only me alone there. I had the anxiety to curse at them, to shout at their backs while they left, but no! I couldn't do such a thing because this is a public place, the thought of it was what made me just shake my head and stay. It was quite weird but there is nothing I can do, absolutely nothing.

Lifting my head to pair at the pretty lady's face that stood in front of me, I was quite satisfied with what I am seeing. She had a blue jumpsuit, indicating that he had been working too. Instantly, I had the urge to ask him more than a million questions, I truly want to know if the man is alright or he will ever be fine. Just the thoughts about it made it quite difficult to wrap my mind about it, fighting for questions that would only make me sad made me shake my head from the stress I am truly going to face in case I choose to continue.

"Yes, I am the one," I called out.

Immediately, she offered me a pretty quick smile that was heart-melting, and I couldn't help but offer him a fresh smile of mine, at least, that is quite helpful and he knows about it.

"Alright, We have found a suitable room for Mr. Anthony, if you do not mind, can you come this way, I am going to direct you towards the room," the nurse offered kindly.

Instantly, I nodded my head once, I was happy that finally, someone had come here to search for me.

"My name is Daisy Pearl, Daisy will do, if you do not mind," I said nicely trying to start a little conversation.

"Rose, that's my name," she muttered out.

I noticed that Rose had little curly brown hair, straight hair, and there was no doubt that she is a mixed-race, more like a black American. Her skin tone was pretty rich, just like her face. As if that is not enough, she seems polite.

Standing from the bench, I made it known to Rose that I am ready, as such we can head out of the room. She was apt in noticing things as well, so as such, she led the way of hell.

We were on the first floor, and as such, we had to take the stairs to the third floor because the escalator had a few problems. I didn't bother, instead, I felt my heartbeat with each step I took, it was quite weird because it had to be a while I had to rush through millions of years. Shaking my head from left to right, there is nothing that could even be done just yet, and in a way of making a bit of conversation, I decided to engage myself in something very simple.

"Why was Anthony sent to a room that is quite far? weren't the empty spaces available down?" I asked innocently, and also naively.

The moment I asked the question, I felt so stupid for even venturing myself towards these areas, but then, I had asked the question, and then, I felt mute all of a sudden because it didn't quite make a lot of sense right now. The moment I didn't think about her answering my question was when she did so.

"This floor of the building is reserved for people with special injuries, and besides that, it is located close to the emergency room, and more there is a scan this way, which helps to facilitate things," Rose blurted out.

The moment I heard about these things, it made quite a lot of sense, and thus there is nothing I can even think about. For a moment, understanding reigned on my mind, and I kind of understand what is going on right now, and as I heaved a sigh that seemed to be clutched in my chest.

Arriving at a door that was on the left hand side, Rose stopped, knocked on the door twice before opening it. I followed her direction and when she pushed the door open, I was faced with a massive room. It was kind of weird but then, what can she do. The anxiety of glaring at the entire room gripped me at first, but then, before I could even notice it, I decided to glare at the room. Of course, I did.

The moment I stared at the entire room, it was vast, and then, my eyes glued with a man's face at the center of the room, and I knew who it was.

"The Surgeon," I breathe the words gently.

There were two beds in the room, and instead of what I had expected, that is a couch the doctor was talking about, there was instead a hospital bed that kind of looked big, and maybe comfortable.

Doctor Harris noticed us, and he came instantly to check on us.

"You need to be very attentive while spending the night with Norman, and most of all, be sure that you report every sound that you hear. For that to make it go easily, we have placed a little siren here, and it is quite linked to the upper section of the staffs' room, as such, there is no way that they wouldn't hear if you call out to them, understood?" Dr. Harris called out.

Hearing this, I nodded lightly, listening to what he has to say. There is no way that anything can go on well if I should forget these things. Glaring at the doctor, I decided to say something could be at least meaningful.

"Yes, Dr. Harris, hopefully, I hope I do not forget these simple instructions, and I promise to be on alert at every moment of the night," I muttered out before staring at him.

"Fine, I will leave you to settle yourself down," he muttered before leaving, closely followed behind by Rose.

The moment the big mahogany door closed behind them, I felt like the heavens had shot me out of paradise. My legs quivered considering the fact that I am alone in the room with him. Slowly, I swirled around to meet Norman. My heartbeat had now accelerated, and I was quite ready for what is going to happen. Deep down in me, I did not know what that is, but I knew it had to be something worth it.

Like I had expected it, I saw Norman, his bed was at the center of the room, and he laid in it unconscious. Instantly, I felt a pang to cry but there is no way that I could actually cry__ so I thought. Grabbing my mouth in my hands, I had the sudden urge to advance, to have a closer look at the man in which I did not resist it, of course not, I couldn't do that kind of a thing. Breathing deeply, there is no way that I can actually withhold myself from the sight that was fast developing, it was obvious that all these things are only for a period of time, but like I already know, it is a life or death affair.

Approaching towards Norman, I noticed that his clothes were taken off, and he was shirtless. Part of his chest was wrapped in pure white bandages that were big. Seeing this, I shook my head from left to right because the view was quite horrible, Like seriously, he must really be in pain, but then, he can't say anything just yet, which is something that annoys the hell out of me. I felt like I was going to cry, but I kept lying to myself, assuring myself that everything was alright.

Bullshit! all these things are just to placate me to think that everything is alright where it is not. Slowly, I drifted my attention from Norman's chest to his face, and that is where I almost passed out.

Norman's face was a mask of pain, he didn't seem to notice I was here, instead, I kept glaring at the man as if I was expecting a miracle to happen. He had a pipe on his nose that helped him to breathe lightly, his expression was grim-like and as I glared at him for quite a while without doing anything I burst out in tears. This is the highest I could do right now, to cry for being too foolish to lure a man into it. This is really a disaster that no one can even think about, but then, this is all my fault, I caused this.

Falling on my knees beside the hospital bed, I started crying immediately, as I was unable to withhold my tears. I cried not because I had any feelings for the man, but instead, I cried because I felt the pains attached towards him. I cried because I couldn't even figure out what is going on, hell no! things just happened suddenly, and as if it was a flash. More like that, I can not explain everything that is going on with me, the stress from it is just so much, more than what can be spread out about.

"Norman? if you can hear me, Please come back to earth, do not go because I still need you, I am sorry that I've been a beast to you for the past week, I know you probably even hate me, but I am sorry, I acknowledge my mistakes, but please, take a place in your heart to forgive me and come back to me, please," I spat out in a teary voice.

Before I could notice what is going on, I burst out in tears, crying profusely by the bedside.