Beep beep…
Beep beep…
The sterile white walls of the hospital room seemed to close in on him as he stood by her bedside, the constant beep of the machines infuriated him to no end, and the smell, that antiseptic smell that all hospitals seemed to have infiltrated his senses till he felt like he would puke. His heart was pounding in an odd rhythm, he had never imagined that he would be in this position, standing by Scarlett’s bedside wondering if she was going to make it or not. And if she didn’t, it would be no one’s fault but his.
The harsh fluorescent lights illuminated her still form, she looked so fragile and pale. He wished more than anything that she would be awake and moving, he would take her annoyingly smart mouth over this any day. When they had gotten to the hospital the day
