The wrong type of love (chapter three)

Chapter three

 I worked till around  four in the afternoon, I hired a secretary who's name was lucy...she was a pretty young lady in her twenties, with her pink dyed hair my daughter had falling in love with it, I knew it was going to take a while to convince Anna that she was too young to dye her hair but I was happy with my choice. She was going to begin work tomorrow, so for today, I was still the only one in the office. When I realized it was 4pm, I packed up my things and packed up the toys Anna was playing with. We then began our trek home, I got some ice cream for Anna because she wanted some and well I wanted some too. 

I made dinner for two seeing has my husband wasn't coming home or maybe he said he was coming late I can't really remember but my heart knew he wasn't coming. I helped Anna with her assignments and we watched some sponge Bob cartoon together but she fell asleep halfway. I wasn't surprised though because she must have been stressed out. I took her to her room, got myself a glass of red wine and decided to watch an old movie called Titanic even though I knew it would make me cry. 

I'm going under and this time I fear there's no one to save me

This all or nothing really got a way of driving me crazy

I need somebody to heal

Somebody to know

Somebody to have

Somebody to hold

It's easy to say

But it's never the same

I guess I kinda liked the way you numbed all the pain

Now the day bleeds

The somebody u loved song was playing from my phone and I knew Michael was calling me. I didn't know why he was calling me anyway, he had the key to our house and could have just entered any time he wanted. There was no need to call.....maybe he wanted a change of clothes and wanted me to bring to his office, I thought. With a sigh I got up and switched off the TV, then went to pick my phone from the dining table where I had dropped it. By now I was getting pissed off at why he kept calling me. 

“Michael, don't you get it that we have a little child in the house that you could wake?.... it's 11pm what do you wa...

“Ma'am please calm down” came the reply from the phone. It didn't sound like Michael at all

“ What's going on.... You aren't Michael”

“No I am not, ma'am. Are you Mrs Myers please?”

“ Ye..yes I am, why?”

“michael Myers has been involved in a terrible accident and you are his emergency contact”

“wha.what!”

“ma'am he's in an ambulance that's been rushed St.julia's hospital and we would really appreciate if you could meet us there, you may need to sign some things so please hurry, his life depends on you getting there in time”

“okay thanks”. 

  I was totally speechless and remained standing for a minute before I could do anything. I called becca; my best friend and explained everything and asked her to meet me at the hospital. I carried a sleepy Anna into the car and drove off. I was already on the road before I realised I was still in my night wear. Thankfully there was a set of cloth I had picked up from the dry cleaner two days ago. I quickly got to St.julia's hospital but I didn't know how I was going to locate my husband. I called his phone again hoping the person that called earlier would pick. It wasn't twice before someone finally picked, I quickly explained that I was at the hospital and the person gave me directions. I  quickly located the place and there I was met by an handsome looking man.

“ Hi my name is Dr Franklin, you must be Michael Myers wife right?”

“yes, how's he? Can I see him?”

“ calm down ma'am......Michael is currently in the surgical theatre whe..re”, immediately I heard surgical theatre tears pricked my eyes. I could see pity written all over Dr Franklin's face. 

“okay I am listening”

“He has lost a lot of blood and suffered several fractures, he's currently unconscious but we are trying our best, all you have to do is sign a consent form”
“ okay, thank you doctor, would I be able to see him after the surgery?”
“yes you would”

I signed so many forms that day even though I don't know what most of the forms meant, I just wanted him to live and if signing form was what was going to make him do so then so be it. My best friend later came and took Anna home, she asked if I was alright and asked me several other questions but I couldn't really answer I just shook my head and nodded. The doctor later came back around 3a.m and told me they had done their best but it was left for him to decide wether he was going to wake or not. He told me sorry and stayed a while with me staring at my husband, he checked his vitals and did everything was okay, but it wasn't I wanted cry out loud, nothing was okay, my husband was currently on an hospital bed with several tubes connected to him, bandages in different places, I could barely even see his eyes with all the bandage covering his face . I just sat in the chair looking, the doctor was still talking but I had tuned him out. I was sad and that's all that mattered right now.
How could someone's world just collapse in a blink of an eye. How did the accident even happen.
“Doctor Franklin?, Who reported this accident how did it happen, was anyone involved?”.
Maybe there was a drink driver that collided with his vehicle I thought in my mind.
“Ma'am I really don't know but u can could talk to officer Clinton, he even gave me his card here.... though I think he wouuld still later come in to talk to you though”. 
“ okay thanks”, I felt like he was hiding something but I didn't know what, he had this guilty look on his face and he seemed tired, I don't know why I would see this when my husband was laying on the bed barely breathing...I took my eyes away from his face and stared at my palm. I made up my mind I was going to call officer Clinton tomorrow. I had Dr Franklin's feet sounds has he walked towards the door, he paused as if he was about to tell me something then changed his mind and left