The Surgeon And His Bossy Bride

Chapter 11: Shock

"Yes, that is it, you can strike me for all I care, I do not mind if you have to hit me or not, father, you can hit me," I yelled out as I felt the anger consume me, I did not care about that, like seriously, I didn't want anything to do with such things, hell no!

Dad was now fuming, he had the anxiety to say something, but his words trailed off when he saw the man beside him started shaking. I saw it too, and for a minute I had gleams of hope flicker in my heart that Norman is coming back to life. As I looked towards his way, the tension that filled my eyes was beyond imagination, I could barely think of anything right now, absolutely nothing at all.

Well, for a moment, I thought Norman was coming back to me, but hell no! it seems like I've made a silly mistake because that was clearly not the case, not at all, and the more I kept my eyes on his face, I understood one thing, Norman was slowly giving up on life and this is the worst thing that can happen to me, like seriously.

Swirling my attention towards my father, I cried out immediately and that reaction was out of panic.

"Father, I think Norman is dying," I blurted out.

This is the hardest thing I could ever think about, it was horrible, and in case of anything should happen right now, then I will rapidly blame myself, and there is no doubt about it, absolutely none at all. The doctor had said no noise was required, and I understand him quite well, I am not a baby not to think about how things function, and the fact that there is nothing I can even do about it make it even more miserable. I know about these things yet I keep pretending like I am a stranger to the whole show, that is quite awkward but then, there is nothing I can do about it, basically nothing at all.

Dad was in a hysterical state, he knew better than I do in this case, thus, he swirled around to face Nathan, and he said to him in a thick and commanding tone.

"Hurry up now, Nathan, get the doctors here, tell them it is urgent," he spat out.

Instantly as the message was passed across, Nathan rushed out of the door, taking proper care not to slam it behind him. Well, he was too cautious that he prevented such a disaster to happen, and that is just so excellent, the perfect thing to actually do.

I was now faced with father, Benedict, and of course, Norman, there is no way that I am ever going to pick up a fight with father just now, it is going to be so awkward, in fact, thinking about doing such a thing with the situation at hand right now will only mean that the man is heartless, and of course, he is, there is no doubt about it.

As if that is not enough, the worst of what I was dreading about started happening. The scan board showing every detail and progress Norman is trying to make to survive started dropping to straight lines across the machine. At this moment, I knew I totally had every reason to call out on people, to scream for help because I know that I am about to lose the surgeon, and that was evident.

Tilting his head towards his side, I was shocked that things did not work the way I had planned, instead, It was moving towards the inverse direction, everyone hated the reason why things had turned out this way, that was quite horrible, but then, what can I even do about it? nothing, absolutely nothing at all.

Bursting out in tears, I fell beside the bed beside Norman's bed, crying like a kid. I definitely had every reason to cry this way, and there is no doubt about that. I cried because this is all my fault, all this saga started from me, I generated the whole issue, and like seriously, I hate myself for that purpose, I truly hate everything about me, in fact, the first thought that ran through my head was the suicidal thoughts, I planned on killing myself, more like taking drugs to terminate my life, I felt like that is what I need the most, and like seriously, If that is the case, then I might not even know about anything, at all. Maybe just terminating myself will be the easiest way so fast, just to make things blinded, then that is all. Well, I am still considering the suicidal part, I focused my mind on crying my life out, I cried because good people aren't always meant to die, but then here am I wanting to kill myself already just because Norman is giving up on life.

As I knelt by the bedside, I heard the door burst open, and then, as if that is not enough, the doctor alongside nurses rushed into the room with concern filled in their faces. I felt the same way too, I totally had the urge to cry more than anything in this world, but then, what can I even do? nothing, absolutely nothing at all. Brushing her mind aside, the worst things that could ever happen to me was about taking place, I felt every move, every action, for a short time I had to conclude that I've Lost Norman already.

"Please, if you all do not mind, can you give us a little private moment with the patient?" Doctor Harris inquired.

As he said this, he walked towards Norman feeling his pulse while checking on the machine.

"Prepare the defibrillator Rose, I can't feel Anthony's pulses, they are weak, so I think we are losing him," Harris spat out.

At the mention of these words, I knew immediately that it was the work of the doctor, and he wouldn't say such things if he didn't mean if, more about it lie. I burst out in tears, I was so weak, but then, I couldn't figure out anything that is going on, but then, I knew that I am clearly not going to make it in life, I felt like crying, and even though, there is basically nothing I can even do about it.