"Like crap. how was the ultrasound?"
"Sidney's coming a week from today. We're getting this done and over with then. I can't believe the baby is due in a month."
Her saying that makes me realize its October. She gives me a hug as we see a doctor come out. We all gather around the doctor. "Well...he's going to be okay. Who got him out of the building?" She asks. Everyone is standing behind me now, leaving me face to face with the doctor. "You're lucky to get him out when you did. He only has first degree burns and he's off the tanks."
"Can I see him?"
"He's sleeping but you can come in. Is anyone staying the night thats family?"
"Meaning I can't stay?" I ask.
"Family only."
"His families on their way," Brent tells her.
I follow the doctors directions and land myself in room 1823. I look at Jonny, who has an IV hooked up to him. I look at his flatline monitor to make sure he's still breathing. I pull the chair up next to the bed and see the ash is still on his face. "Hi Jonny," is all I get out. I can't stand to see him like this. "The doctors said I got you out in time. I'm sorry for everything I've ever said to you before all of this," I begin while the waterworks begin. "I want you to know that I want you in my life still, as a friend."
Why can't I just tell him I still love him?
"Jonny, pull through for me, please?" I begin as I hold my hand to my face and wipe away the tears. This was too much for me. I didn't know how I didn't break down yet. "Jonny, if I could, I'd pull down the moon for you, and go back to when you first told me you loved me..." I'm now crying like a five year old as someone's hand is on me. I look up and see my dad. I wipe away the tears.
"Visiting hours are up. Jonny should be out in a few days. Stay by me tonight okay?" I nodd at my dad and kiss Jonnys forehead. "I still love you Jonny," I whisper in his ear. I knew he couldn't hear a fucken word I said, but I had to get it off my chest.. I buckle my seatbelt up as my dad tells us we're going to get burgers. I don't each much, I have no feeling for food. I feel numb, I feel lost. My dad looks at me and finally says, "You still love him, don't you?"
"More than anything dad."
--Jonny---
"Jonny, Jonny are you up?"
"Mom?"
I open my eyes to see my mom, dad, and brother in a hospital room. My dad is talking to a doctor and my mom is hugging me. "Oh, thank God you're okay!" My mom exclaims. I hug her back, but I have no idea what the hell happened.
"Good to see your up. You should be out of here in two days."
"What happened?"
"Ella and Ally's apartment caught on fire. You were knocked out. Ella saved your life."
"What?"
Did I hear correctly that Ella saved my life? I rub my head and notice the burn scars on my arm. I'm now kind of remembering tripping over a chair as I was trying to make my escape out of the apartment. I remember everything going black. The doctor steps out in the hallway with my dad and brother, leaving my mom and I alone. "Ella is such a lovely girl, you're lucky to have her as a friend."
"Our friendship is fucked up right now because of me."
"Jon, you love her still?"
"I fucked up mom, what do you think?"
"Win her back."
"Not right now, she's going through a lot. Her mom just died. I should just leave her alone."
"Jonny, it'll be okay with you two."
"Mom..."
"I found this in your apartment."
She hands me a picture of Ella and I when we were in the city one day before the Stanley Cup finals. She's standing infront of me, and my arms are across her chest and she's holding my arms tight. I feel a tear roll down my face as my mom puts the picture on my nightstand. "Mom, I can't win her back right now."
"She'll wait for you Jonny. Now you need to sleep."
And at this rate, I hope she was right. I shut my eyes. I hope everything would be okay again. It was going to be a long few months but I knew what I had to do. I had to win Ella back...
If it were the last thing I'd do.
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