The Wait
“Ichika,” Inami laid her hand on my shoulder. “I bought yogurt.”
“I’m not hungry,” I turned my head away and the pain soar through my body. Even moving an inch hurts now. I need more painkillers. They’ll sure help lessen the soreness of the impact that car had on me, giving me a minor head damage, teared skin on my right arm and leg, and one broken rib.
“I can do my round,” she said she she sat next to me. “And you go get your sleep.”
“I can’t sleep,” I looked at the double door and the emergency label above it. It’s been like that since last night. They checked and bandaged me up then gave me painkillers, but the door still remind closed. “I can’t think about anything but Damo.”
She sighed next to me. “Brother will wake up. I’m sure he will.”
Somewhere far away, footsteps can be heard loudly, running through the halls.
“Please no running,” a nurse, probably, called. “Miss!”
The footsteps grew louder until it stopped in front of Inami and me. “Ichika! Inami!” It was only Yutashi.
I saw Inami shook her head and the reality of that became too much. I lower my head, pain soaring again, and groaned as I blink tears away.
“Are you ok, Ichika?” Yutashi kneel next to me. “I got off early, do you need anything?”
“Painkillers,” I said.
“I’ll go ask for some,” Yutashi started to walk away. After a while, she came back with some painkillers and water. “Here.”
“Thanks,” I grab it and hope it will stop the pain, all of the pain, even the reality of Damo’s procedure going longer than it should be.
“Does it usually take this long?” I asked Yutashi as I hand her the cup.
She shook her head. “It must be very bad.” She saw my face changed into shock. “I’m sorry.” She sat next to me. “I really don’t know much about this part, I’m only a nurse, but it must be bad for him to be in there so long.”
“Is he alive?” Inami asked next to me.
“Should be if he’s been in there this long,” Yutashi said but shrugged. “Can’t say for sure though. Don’t quote me on that. Just have hope. That’s all anyone can do now.”
Tears swelled up again. I did my best to prevent them from coming, but at the mention of Damo dying, it wasn’t pleasant.
“I should have never drove us there,” I said.
“Ichika,” Yatushi started, but Inami cut her off, “You can’t blame yourself now. It wasn’t your fault that that asshole was driving that way, okay? Don’t blame yourself, it’s no one’s fault.”
I don’t answer both of them. There was nothing more to say. I’m just waiting and hoping that those doors will open with Damo smiling and waiting for me.