Chapter 0240 âWhat do you mean she sl*pped into a coma?â Theo asks with an unmistakable tremble in his voice.
My heart was once again thudding against my ribcage. It felt like it wanted to punch a whole right through my F***ing chest.
I try to think clearly, but itâs like my brain canât function. Time slowed down as the doctor spoke. All I heard was a ringing in my ear.
I stumble back and fall on the seat I had vacated. Gabe and my dad put their hands on me, but I shake them off. I didnât want their comfort. I wanted the doctor to tell me that the surgery had been a success and that in a few hours Ava would wake up.
ch, and âShe had a total of four bullets. One hit her head, the second hit her chest, the third hit her stomach, the final one hit her thigh. We were able to remove three of them successfully, except for the one in her skull. It was lodged too deep and removing it would have killed her.â
Fuck. I donât know what to feel or think about that. He is telling us that Ava will have to live with a bullet stuck in her head. How is any of that fair? She was okay this morning before things took a turn for the worst.
âAt least sheâs alive,â a voice whispers.
I ignore it. She was alive, but would she stay alive? That was the main F***ing question.
âWe were able to stop the bleeding, both internal and external. We, however, had to drill her skull to drain. fluid, which helped with the swelling in her brain. She flatâlined twice. Itâs after the second time that she sl*pped into a comma. For now, sheâs in ICU.â
If I thought nothing could hurt me worse than seeing Ava get shot, then I was wrong. Hearing that we almost lost her twice destroyed me. It is like being stabbed by a thousand sharp knives. I wouldnât wish anyone this F***ing pain. Not even my worst enemy.
âWill she wake up?â I breathe hoarsely. âWill she be able to make a full recovery?â
in âAt this point, we canât really say. This isnât an induced coma, and we canât assure you that sheâll wake up in a few days. She might wake up tomorrow, in a few days, in a few months, or she might not wake up at all. For now, weâll give it a few days to see whether sheâll wake up.â
The possibility that she might not wake up nearly brought me to my knees.
I push those thoughts away. I canât think like that. Sheâs strong; sheâll wake up. In a few F***ing days, sheâll be up, glaring and snapping at me.
âWhat about the bullet in her brain? Will living with it have any effect on her?â Nora asks as tears run down her cheek.
I canât even begin to imagine how hard this must be for her. I canât ever imagine facing the likelihood of losing Noah. Itâs just too much to even think about.
âThere are some who live perfectly normal lives, and there are others who are affected. She might have trouble remembering things, have speech and hearing issues, or have trouble recognizing words, letters, and numbers. These are just a few things that might be affected by the kind of injury to her brain. Right now, we canât say for sure. We have to wait for her to wake up.â
If she wakes up.
He doesnât say the words verbally, but itâs in the way he looks at us. The uncertainty is in his eyes.
Nora nods as more tears fall down her face. Theo pulls her into his arms and hugs her close to his chest. The strong couple I know is nowhere to be seen. The only ones standing in their place are two concerned, heartbroken parents.
âSince itâs already past visiting hours, youâll have to come back tomorrow, and even then, we will only allow one person in the room with her. Now, if youâll excuse me, Iâll take my leave.â
We nod at him, and he leaves just as mom comes back with the boys.
Noah immediately comes to me, while Gunner goes to his father.
âWhat did the doctor say? Is mom okay?â He looks up at me with hope, shinning his eyes.
This is the hard part of being a parent. Knowing whether to tell your kid the F***ing truth or lie to them. Should I tell him that the doctors arenât really sure his mother will wake up from the coma, or should I lie and tell him that sheâs okay?