When I’m gone, I hope you read all my posts on Tumblr and my tweets. All that is about you, I talked about and wrote down. And I hope when the time comes, you don’t cry when you read it. I don’t want you to be sad. Just don’t. I love you.
The stories will be short because I want to write a lot in a day so if I write long, it won’t happen. As always though, enjoy!
Sylvie and Gabby walked back in the Firehouse after a call. Before Sylvie could sit down, Chief Boden walked in the room.
“Dawson. Did you get any calls from Chicago Med?” He asked.
Gabby looked at him confused. “I’m not sure. My phone is on silent and I haven’t checked it.” She took out her phone to notice a few missed calls.
“Well, Antonio was shot.”
Both Sylvie and Gabby looked at each other. Sylvie was the first one to speak. “Is he okay?”
“He was heading in surgery when they called me.”
“Chief, I know we still have a few more hours on shift but I need to go.” Gabby said in a pleading tone.
He nodded his head. “Both of you go. I have relief paramedics coming in. Let us know what’s going on.”
They nodded their heads and walked out of the firehouse. Sylvie was grateful that he let them leave because she wouldn’t have been able to concentrate on anything. Her mind would have been constantly on Antonio and wondering if he was okay.
Although Gabby was worried about Antonio, she was used to getting a phone call that he was hurt. However, this was all new to Sylvie. “Let me drive.” Gabby offered.
Sylvie nodded her head and she walked over to Gabby’s car. She got inside the passenger side and buckled herself.
Sylvie was loss in thought, wondering if he was okay. She was praying that it was a simply gun shot wound and he would be okay. He had to be okay, she wasn’t thinking of anything less than that. Before she knew it, Gabby pulled up to Chicago Med.
“He’ll be okay.” She reassured her. “I have been here plenty of times before, and he always made it through.”
Sylvie looked out the window, processing her words then she turned to Gabby. “Is this why Laura left?” She asked softly.
Gabby sighed and she nodded her head. “But you are stronger than Laura.”
Sylvie sighed and she unbuckled her seat belt and got out of her car.
As they walked in the hospital, they noticed a group of people waiting in the waiting room, including Laura and the kids. ‘Great’, she thought. As much as she loved seeing the kids, she hated seeing Laura.
“Before we go in there, let’s see what’s going on with Antonio.” Gabby suggested as her eyes followed where Sylvie was looking.
She nodded her head as they walked over to the nurses station. As Gabby talked to Maggie, Sylvie thought this wasn’t how she expected to spend her day. Last night she was with Antonio, and even before they departed from each other this morning, they said their usuals ‘be careful’ to each other. Because although Antonio’s job were much more dangerous than hers, it was still dangerous and he still worried about her.
“Sylvie.” She heard Gabby calling her name to get her attention as she snapped back to reality. “He’s out of surgery and is recovering. He isn’t awake yet but go see him. I’ll go check on the kids.”
“Are you sure?” She questioned. “I know you want to see him too.”
“And I will. But I think he’ll wake up faster if he hears your voice so go.” She urged Sylvie and she nodded her thanks to Gabby.
A few minutes later she stood outside of Antonio’s room. She always considered herself a strong person, especially after moving to Chicago. She didn’t feel like she would last in this city if she wasn’t strong. But at this moment, she felt so weak.
After composing herself, she walked in his room and walked over to his bed. Why the hell did she feel so weak? Maybe it was because the love of her life was laying in a hospital bed fighting for his life. or because she realized how dangerous his job was. Of course she would never pull a Laura move on him because she knew he loved his job.
As she sat down on the chair beside him, she took a hold of his hand. “You need to wake up because I can’t do this on my own.” She fought back the tears that were threatening to fall.
“I think it’s pretty clear that I can’t do this on my own anymore, Antonio. I didn’t realize how much I depended on you, even just for the little things. You need to wake up because you have so much people who loves you and who needs you, so please, wake up.” At this point, there was no use trying to fight back her tears because they were just falling.
Sylvie let go of his hand as she placed her hands on her face. With her hands covering her face, she didn’t realize that Antonio opened his eyes until he started speaking. “Hey, it’s okay. Don’t cry.” He said in a hoarse tone.
Sylvie moved her hands off her face and looked at him. She knew deep down inside he would be okay, but seeing his eyes open and him speaking made her happy. It made it more realistic.
“Don’t cry?” She repeated. “You got shot, of course I’m going to cry.”
“But I’m fine.” He promised. “No bullet is going to take me from you.”
Sylvie smiled and she leaned in and kissed him softly.
don’t waste your time crying over him, he probably doesn’t care the best thing you can do is spend time with the people that love you and move on, show him how much better you are without him. Doesn’t matter how high/drunk you get it’s still gonna take time but you’ll get over him eventually b and you’re gonna be better than you ever were with him
harry came home early as a surprise and he just gets in bed with you, trying not to wake you. you feel arms around you and jump, freaking out. 'hey love it's jus' me' he goes, caressing your cheek after you face him. you instantly start to cry and hug him tightly. 'hey, none of that, yeah? Don't cry pet' he'd go pulling away to wipe away tears
Are you better broken than i am!?!
Hey what if i don’t have skills of making friends but do these many friends of yours keep you company while you are down the drain,
So what if my circle is not as big as yours but does it make you any different from me while we are broken don’t we both cry behind closed door away from these prying eyes. Aimndoc