Infinity: Soulmates 2

by Sienna Grant

  The journey home is a quiet one. Todd drops us off at Darcy’s, I take her keys from her and let us in. I wave off Todd with a promise of a call and enter the kitchen.

  “Do you want something to eat?”

  “No, just water please.” I pour her some water and we go up to bed. She lays on the bed fully dressed and within minutes her eyes are closing.

  “Hey Darce, come on babe, let’s get you undressed.” Her eyes open half-mast as she tries to look at me. She’s exhausted. I relieve her of her clothes right down to her underwear and pull back the duvet for her to get inside. She does as I instruct, then once I’ve stripped myself down I lie behind her and scoop her up until I’m spooning her.

  She’s asleep in no time which leaves me thinking and worrying about her and her Dad.

  CHAPTER 21

  DARCY

  A churning feeling in my stomach starts as I wake up. I’m sweating again, so I turn over away from Adam. That man is like a human radiator which is good because I’m usually cold... rolling over onto my other side, I push off the duvet but it doesn’t help. The sheen of sweat covers my skin, I take in deep breaths to stop the sick feeling. Sitting up it doesn’t stop.

  I look across at Adam, but he’s still sleeping. I have a sip of water from the glass beside me but no sooner has it hit my stomach - I need to run. I push open the door to the bathroom and drop to my knees just making it in time for it to go inside the bowl and not on the floor.

  “Darcy?” I hear Adam’s sexy, gruff morning voice which usually does things to me but not today... I don’t answer - I can’t, I just keep heaving into the toilet. A hand touches my head and pulls the hair from my face. He squats down to eye level. “Hey.”

  “Morning.” I groan. He passes me some tissue to wipe my mouth then stands and runs the cloth under the cold tap, places it on my forehead and wipes around my face. Once I’m done I stand and flush the toilet but I must stand too quickly I think as the room spins, I hold onto the wall for balance.

  Before I can take another step, I’m being lifted into strong arms as Adam carries me back to bed. He lies me down and sits next to me. “I’m going to do you some toast and some juice, stay there. I’ll be back in five.” He kisses my forehead and walks away.

  The urge to pee comes on quickly, I stand on shaky legs and make my way back to the bathroom. Once I’ve done my business, I stand at the sink wash my hands and splash some cold water on my face then brush my teeth to get rid of the vile taste in my mouth, then look in the cabinet for some kind of Settler’s for my stomach. All that’s in there are paracetamol, Ibuprofen, toothpaste and sanitary towels… shit! Sanitary towels! Why the fuck didn’t I think about that, but I’ve been taking the pill - oh fuck, fuck, fuck!

  I make sure to slip back into bed as I hear Adam padding up the stairs. My teeth bite down on bottom lip as I panic about the ‘what if’s’. How could I be so stupid? But I took the morning after pill too. Oh shit! What if I am pregnant and it’s done some damage.

  “Come on baby, sit up.” I pull myself back up into a sitting position and take a sip of cold orange juice. “What’s up?” Adam asks as I shrug. I nibble at my toast, bit by bit so I don’t make myself sick again. The passing out and the sickness now makes sense.

  “I want to go to the hospital soon.”

  “Yeah ok, as soon as you’re feeling better.”

  “I feel better now.”

  “Well, you eat your toast and I’ll grab a shower if that’s okay with you?”

  I smile. “Yeah of course.” He kisses my cheek and enters the bathroom giving me a wink as he turns to shut the door. As shitty as I feel right now, I’d love to join him in there and run my hands over his wet and muscular body. Shit, what is wrong with me?

  I eat the rest of my toast and drink my juice, feeling a little better I omit the chance to shower with Adam and get dressed instead. By the time he walks back in dripping wet, his brown hair mussed up from where he’s rubbed it dry and the towel wrapped around his waist, I’m dressed, no longer feeling sick but maybe a little horny.

  I brush through my hair and tie it back.

  I’m now physically ready to see my Dad, emotionally... who knows.

  We enter the room where my Dad is. Mum isn’t here though. I walk slowly to the bed and see Dad lying there - lifeless. Machines around him, monitors are bleeping, he has a tube going into mouth and needles going into his hand with an IV connected to it. Tears fill my eyes, before I can stop them they’re spilling over and running down my cheeks. The tears that didn’t want to show an appearance yesterday are definitely making up for it today. I’m pulled back into a hard chest and strong arms wrap around me. I turn in Adam’s arms and bury my face into his chest. “He’s not going to make it, is he?” I sob.

  “I don’t know baby, I just don’t know.” His voice is muffled as his lips rest on top of my head.

  I look up at Adam and rest my chin on his chest. “Can you fetch me some water please?”

  “Yeah, of course, sit down for a bit though, you’re not well.” Adam’s hands brush gently across my cheeks into my hair, he bends slightly before capturing my lips and kissing them softly. He lets me go and turns from me, he walks away and leaves the room, I sit down in the chair at the side of the bed.

  I take Dad’s hand in mine and feel the callouses and roughness of his hands from the years of working on cars. “Dad, I miss you.” I say thickly as I sniff back my emotion. “Why didn’t you listen to us when we asked you not to keep taking those tablets, huh? I just want you to come back to me, to us. What am I supposed to do without you? You’re my hero, you always have been ever since I was a little girl.” I wipe away the tears from my face. “I’ve tried so hard to keep everything going and I just don’t know if I can do it anymore if you’re not around. I need you Dad. I love you so much.” I stand and place my cheek against his chest, just like I did when I was little and needed a cuddle. I put my arms either side of him and lay against him bending over the bed.

  The monitors suddenly start to beep like mad, I lift my head, scared. The nurses and the doctor from last night burst through the door telling me to stand back. “No! What’s wrong with him? Please don’t let him die!” I walk backwards towards the door until the wall is at my back. “Nooooo.”

  Adam pulls me from the room as a nurse shuts the door behind us. “Oh god Adam, I don’t want him to die. I’m not ready to lose him yet!”

  ADAM

  Sitting us down in the waiting room, I pull her onto my lap, hold her in my arms and let her cry. She buries her face into my neck and holds onto me tightly. Christine walks through the door with coffee in her hand but her step falters as she walks in. “What’s happened?” She asks quietly, the fright in her voice evident.

  “His monitor started beeping like crazy while Darcy was in there with him, the doctor and nurses kicked her out to work on him but no-one has come back out yet.”

  “Oh no.” She places her coffee on the table and buries her face in her hands. I wish I could comfort them both but I can’t, I feel helpless. Darcy hears her Mum’s voice and looks up. She moves from my lap and walks towards her. Darcy pulls Christine to her and they hug. Standing to stretch my legs, I walk towards the window and look out. It’s raining, in fact it’s pissing down. Good old British weather! But it matches the sombre mood in the room.

  The door opens, I turn to see the doctor walk in. Darcy is up and out of her seat and standing in front of him.

  “Please, let us sit.” We all sit back down and wait for the good doctor to deliver the news. “Ok, your husband’s heart stopped. We’ve got him back…” Darcy grabs onto my hand and clutches it to her as I tuck her into my side. “but I warn you, we don’t know how long for. His heart’s very weak now, I think it’ll just be a matter of time now. As you know, his liver is damaged and the only way to get it to function is a transplant but he’s very sick and his heart, in my opinion wouldn’t hold out.” Placing my lips against her temple, I kiss her softly
. Her soft sobs are killing me inside... I want to pull her out of the room and protect from all this but I can’t.

  “So, Mrs Ambrose, Miss, if his heart stops again do you want us to revive him and keep him alive? If you say no we’ll place a DNR on his notes.”

  “What do you think doctor?” Darcy asks. “How long do you think he has?”

  “Honestly, I really couldn’t put a time on it. It really could be anytime.”

  “Mum?” Christine looks at Darcy before looking at the doctor.

  “Don’t resuscitate. Please, just let him go. I can’t stand to see him suffer anymore.” The doctor opens his file and writes ‘DNR’, Do not resuscitate.

  “I’m sorry there wasn’t a better outcome. I’m sorry but we’ve done everything we can.” Darcy’s head lifts from my chest and steps towards her Mum again. I stand with my hand out to the doctor and we shake.

  “Thank you, Doctor.”

  “You’re welcome.” The Doctor leaves the room and it’s just the three of us again.

  “Christine, is their anyone I can ring for you, save you doing it?”

  “Um, he has a brother but he lives in Australia, you may just get him if you ring now.” She fishes her phone from her bag and pulls up his contact number.

  “Yeah, I’ll do this now. The emotion in the room is stifling, I feel bad leaving them both but I need a breather. “Darcy?” She looks up, her eyes red with tears. “I’ll only be a minute, okay?” She nods. I walk towards the coffee machine and wait for someone to pick up but they don’t. I end the call and grab coffee for me and Darcy. I push the phone into my pocket as I go to grab both cups. I see Taylor and Todd walk through the double doors.

  “What are you guys doing here?”

  Taylor walks towards me and throws her arms around my neck. “We thought you might need some support.” She kisses my cheek.

  “Thanks.”

  “So, what have the doctors said?” I sit them down and explain everything before we go back to Darcy so they know what’s going on.

  “Oh Adam, I’m sorry.” Says Taylor gravely.

  “I’m sorry too.” Todd says with a tight smile. He slaps me on the back as he pulls me into a hug. Some stray tears seep from my eyes as it all becomes too much but I wipe them away quickly. I grab the coffee’s again and return to Darcy.

  When we go in, Christine isn’t there. “Where’s your Mum, babe?”

  “She’s gone in to see Dad.” She says sniffing and wiping her eyes.

  “Look who’s here.” Taylor walks through the door with her coffee at the same time. Darcy gets up and hugs Taylor, then hugs Todd.

  “Thank you both for being here, you didn’t have to come though.”

  “We’re family and we stick together.” Says Taylor, knowing what it’s like to have none.

  We all take a seat and wait. Taylor sits with Darcy and hugs her. “Where’s Chris?”

  “He’s sleeping, he says he’ll be up later. He had a night shift last night. Oh, I have something to show you...” Taylor holds out her hand and on her finger, sits a sparkling diamond on a platinum band.

  “He’s finally done it then. I thought the pussy was never gonna pop the question.” I add smiling slightly.

  “Hey, he was making sure the timing was right, if you must know. He proposed at the weekend while we were away.”

  “Taylor, that is gorgeous. I love it!” Darcy wipes her eyes again and sniffs loudly before speaking. She takes a sip of her coffee and spits it back in the cup.

  “Ugh, I can’t drink that it’s disgusting. Oh my God, I think I’m going to be sick.” She says as she holds her hand over her mouth.

  “It’s bad I know but not that bad.” I joke as she gets up to run to the toilet.

  “Is she okay?” Taylor stands and watches after her.

  “Yeah I think so. She keeps being sick and the other day she passed out, but I think it’s all the stress with her Dad you know.”

  “I’ll go after and make sure she’s okay.” I thank her as she walks from the room, leaving me and Todd to chat about normal crap. To be honest it’s nice to be able to talk crap after the heaviness of the last couple of days.

  CHAPTER 22

  DARCY

  Well, here I am again, head in the toilet spewing my guts up from a sip of nasty coffee. I need to do a test, that’s what I need to do. I wipe my mouth on some tissue as the door knocks lightly.

  “Darcy, it’s only me chica. You ok?” I slide the lock across, I know it’s only Taylor and I can tell her. She pushes open the door as I stand. “Hey, what’s wrong?” I flush the toilet and step out then stand in front of the sink. I run the tap as I look at her in the mirror. I scrape my bottom lip with my teeth thinking about what to say, do I say it’s something else or tell her the truth.

  Taking a deep breath in… “I think I might be pregnant.”

  “I fucking knew it! When Adam said you’d been passing out and been sick already today. Ugh, he’s such a moron, how has he not guessed?” I shrug.

  “Because he’s male, maybe?”

  “We need a test. Maybe we should pop down to the hospital shop.”

  “Taylor! I’m not doing it here.” I tell her as my voice raises an octave. “I have too much to worry about with my Dad right now.”

  “Darcy, if you don’t find out and you keep being sick and passing out for no reason you’re not going to be much use are you.”

  I look at her with pursed lips. I have a swig of water from the tap and swill my mouth out. “Want some chewing gum?”

  Taylor offers me a tab of chewing gum and within seconds of popping it into my mouth, the minty taste freshens up the cesspit from being sick. “Come on, let’s go downstairs.”

  “I need my bag first.” We go back to the waiting room. Mum is still in there by the looks of it. “I’m heading downstairs to the shop. Do you guys want anything?”

  Adam stands and holds my shoulders. “Do you want me to come?”

  “No, I’m okay,” I nod, “Taylor’s going to come with me, I need a break for five. Is that okay?” I ask quietly.

  “Yeah, of course.” He kisses my forehead and lets me go. I grab my bag from the floor and place it on my shoulder. “Grab me a chocolate bar then, babe.” I roll my eyes to Taylor as we walk to the lifts.

  I tuck the pregnancy test into the bottom of my bag and grab us both a chocolate bar... we grab Todd something too and a couple of bottles of water for us. We’re in the lift on the way back to the ward as my phone rings in my bag. Looking for it under all the shit in my bag, it rings off before I can put my hand on it. “SHIT!” Placing my bag on the floor I start to take everything out as it starts to ring again, finding it and pulling it out I see it’s Adam. “Hello!” I answer abruptly.

  “Babe, you need to get back up here, now.”

  “OH GOD! I’m on my way.” I will for the lift to hurry up. The doors open and we reach the floor we need while I’m shoving everything back in my bag. The doors open just as I finish, a look is all it takes for Taylor to know what I’m trying to say. We run from the lift and back to the ward. I drop my bag onto the floor and run into the room. There’s nurses and the doctor standing around the bed, my Mum is clinging to a nurse. Looking back at Dad then at the flat line on the monitor, everything rushes at me at once. The doctor shakes his head at me then looks at his watch. “Time of death; Two forty-five pm. Thanks everyone.”

  “No!” I drop to me knees. My heart breaks as I realise my Dad is gone.

  My hero. He’s gone! He’s dead.

  I feel sick. Everything is numbed.

  The room goes quiet as everyone leaves us, I sit on the floor not able to stand, my legs are like jelly so I stay where I am.

  “Darcy, let me help you up babe, you can’t sit there.” I let Adam pick me up from the floor and sit me in a chair as he squats in front of me. He holds me again as a torrent of tears stream from my eyes but I can’t get them to stop. “Darcy. I love you babe, we’ll get through thi
s.” I nod. His thumbs wipe the tears from my cheeks as more replace them. “I promise babe. I’m here. I’m not going anywhere.” I nod but I don’t really hear him, my body and mind is numbed.

  I stand at the bed watching him, I don’t know why I think he’s all of a sudden going to open his eyes, I know he’s not going to. I pick up his hand, it’s still warm. “Adam can I have a minute please?” He nods and guides my Mum from the room.

  “Dad.” I kiss his cheek. “I love you and always will, you’ll always be my hero.” I lift his hand to my face, I rest my cheek against it as the tears roll onto our hands making it wet. I want him to come back to me. If

  I’m pregnant, my baby is never going to know his grandfather. The heavy sobs tear through me until I can’t breathe. Hiccupping and gasping, I cry for everything. I lay my head on his chest again like last time just feeling him close to me before I have to let him go for good.

  ADAM

  When I said I felt helpless earlier - well that’s nothing to how I feel right now. I’m standing in the doorway watching her break down. I want to give her this time to be with her Dad but I can’t stand by and watch this. She’s got her head on his chest as I approach her. She lifts her head as I stand behind her.

  She turns to face me - the look on her face completely breaking my heart. I wouldn’t say I’m hard hearted but I’m not sappy either but seeing her in pain kills me! If I could take it from her I would and stand in her shoes but seeing as I can’t I’ll be here to take the brunt of it.

  I take her from the room as Christine goes in. I need to get her out of here but I don’t know if she’ll let me or want to. “Do you want to go home?”

  “No.” she sobs. I talk Taylor and Todd into going home and I stay with her, it’s no use all of us being here. She hugs them both, Taylor walks back up to her saying something quietly in her ear, she nods as she wipes her tears. She kisses her and hugs her again. She pulls away and walks towards me.