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up to the phone ringing and Justin gone from my side. Something inside me told me it wasn’t good. I waited until the last ring before picking up. As soon as I heard the lady’s voice I knew something was wrong, something had happened to Justin. I had been right. It was the hospital calling to tell me he had been in a bad car accident. They wouldn’t give me any other details.
I drove like a madman, nearly avoiding a couple of close calls myself, but I didn’t care. I needed to see Justin, I needed to know he was going to be alright. In the emergency room they didn’t want to let me inside but nothing could have kept me away, not even the threat of sedation was enough to stop me. Finally his doctor relented and let me inside ICU.
The heart monitor beat slowly as if barely holding on. I reached over and kissed him gently on the cheek, “you have to be ok” I kept saying over and over again. I’d say it a million times if I had to, just as long as he heard me and got better. I’ve never been much for prayers but I was praying with everything I had. Please Lord, listen to me, just this once don’t take this angel away from me, I prayed.
I didn’t hear the nurse come in, not realizing she was there until she tried to pull me away from him. The only sound was the steady beep of the machine. I held on as tight as I could even though it was a loosing battle but I didn’t want to let go. If I let go then it became a reality. If I let go I would know for sure that steady sound was the heart monitor telling me he was gone. The doctor came in and together they tore me away from him, “I’m sorry” that’s the last thing I heard.
I couldn’t understand what was happening. All I wanted was a second chance. Those were my last thoughts as everything around me went black.