Page 69 of Shameless
Fresh tears slid down her face as her lips quivered. My heart dropped into the pit of my stomach and tears pricked my eyes as I assumed the worst.
“No,” I exhaled.
She shook her head and covered her mouth with a trembling hand as she looked away.
The lady beside her spoke. “Hi, Sarah. I’m Spencer. Brandon’s wife.” I glanced down at her obvious baby belly, and recognition hit me. I hadn’t met Brandon and Spencer yet since we hadn’t planned to go to their house until the following day. “I’d hoped we would meet under better circumstances.”
“Me too.” I gave a tight smile.
“But, unfortunately, Blake is …” I waited for her to continue, as it seemed she had trouble saying the words. “He’s in a coma.”
“What?” I gasped.
“He lost a lot of blood in the accident and he had swelling in his brain. The doctors put him in a medically induced coma to give his brain time to heal.”
“Will he be okay?” Tears spilled over my lids and down my cheeks.
“They aren’t sure.”
“They aren’t sure?” I repeated.
“From what they told us, they will know more when he wakes up.”
“So, he will wake up, then?”
“We hope so.”
They hoped so?I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. How could Blake not be okay? He was strong and fit and the love of my life, but in an instant, he might be taken from me?
I wiped at my tears and Aimee spoke again. “Let me go find your doctor, honey. I’m sure she wants to know you’re awake.”
“How long was I sleeping?”
“It’s been about twelve hours,” she replied.
My eyes widened. “Twelve hours?”
“I’m sure it’s the pain medication, honey.”
“Yeah, but Skye. I need to go get her.”
Aimee patted my leg. “Brandon took care of her.”
“How?” How did his family know where we were staying? How did they get into the hotel room?
“Blake had told us which hotel y’all were staying at. Brandon went and checked y’all out of the hotel and took Skye to his house.”
“Niner loves her,” Spencer added.
“Niner?” I asked.
Spencer smiled warmly. “Our golden retriever.”
“Oh,” I breathed. Skye had made her first friend, and I hadn’t been there to see it. “Thank you.”
“Let me get your doctor.” Aimee turned and walked out of the room.
“Can I get you anything?” Spencer inquired.
