The Decision

White ceiling. Beeping. Nasty smell. Cries. Laughter. Weak. Heavy eyelids. Hand being held and rubbed.

   I wanted to absorb all of this in when I heard someone shout, "She's awake! Doctor!"

I felt something cold in my ear, on my chest and a hand on my forehead. The light was too bright, so I closed my eyes. After a little while, I reopened them as a set of lips kissed my forehead. Luke's face came into view.

"Are you okay?" He cupped my cheek. I was too weak to reply. I looked straight into his eyes and blinked.

"I don't know what that means but I'm so fucking proud of you. Thank you for waking up."

"Stop being a pussy. I told you she was gonna be okay." Lucas smiled at me.

I looked around to search for someone but...

"Where's Johnson?" I asked weakly.

Luke scoffed and scrunched up his face in disgust.

"He went to check o