Chapter 52 fighting for us

…Jenna POV…
Last night we decided that Tyler will be going ahead with the operation, now if I say that he is not petrified I would be lying. We have faced so many challenges in our lives, but this will be by far the toughest. Yet, I am so grateful that he will not be facing this one on his own. I will be there every step of the way. I am that silver lining that he needs when he feel that the clouds around him are getting too dark. So I am going to do absolutely everything to show him how much I love him. I don't know how to give love, but I will try my damnedest to show him.
But if there is one thing that I can say about Tyler, then it is the man has a heart beyond compare, especially with the devotion he shows to those he loves and the lengths that he shall go to protect them. I so did expect him to be a different man out here, but he has not lost one bit of the part of him that he was back home.
This morning, I have decided to make breakfast for him; I know it's only five in the morning, but I think he would appreciate it. He is still sleeping, so I take it to his room. And of course, I need to put up a noise to wake him.
"Tyler. Tyler, please wake up."
"Jenna. What do you have there?"
He points over to my attempt to make him some slightly watery eggs and toast that has perhaps been in longer than it should have been. But he still smiles as I put it down.
"Look, I made you breakfast."
"Jenna, it is five in the morning."
"I was bored; I could not sleep."
"So you make breakfast at five in the morning?"
I burst out laughing and give him a playful punch on his arm. Just before I could pull my hand away, he grabs me in his arms. I can feel the heat build between our bodies. I feel my body tremble in anticipation. His eyes search mine; I can see the love he feels for me deep inside. He slowly, inch by inch, moves his lips closer to mine.
"Thank you, Jenna," he lays a softly gentle kiss on my lips as he softly whispers, "I love you."
I only but smile at him, knowing that he probably won't eat it or make a very good attempt to, but it was the smile on his face that made it worthwhile for me struggling to crack a few failed attempts at a perfect egg.
"I am going to have a shower then we can phone the Doctor."
"Sounds great; I will see you just now."
I can't believe that Tyler agreed to the operation, I know that he is beyond scared of being in a hospital bed again, but this means that there is hope, he is willing to fight. And I will be there with her every moment to show him that we can get through this. I want to make him forget even though I know that we can't. All I can do is be strong for him and protect him with my own life.
I have been so in my thoughts that I have not noticed it has been an hour already. He never takes so long to get ready; I usually am the one that is late.
So I go inside to check what is taking him so long. As I walk into the room, I see that he is not there, but I can hear that the shower is still running. He cannot possibly be in the shower still?
"Tyler, are you okay?"
There is no answer. He probably can't hear me from the shower, so I call after him a little louder.
"Tyler, are you okay?"
There is still no answer. He should have heard me. He should have been out of the shower a long time ago. There is a horror that fills my body again. So I call one more time as I enter the bathroom.
"Tyler, are you okay?"
Then…
There he is, he is lying on the floor in front of me. He is not moving, and there is the blood that is coming from a wound on his forehead. His naked body feels cold to the touch. I don't know how long he's been lying here like this. I feel so hopeless; I do not know what to do. I just promised that I would be there for him, and now he might be lost to me again.
"Tyler, no! Please no. Please wake up, Tyler!"
I take him in my arms and lay his head on my lap. He is not moving, nor is he waking up. But I am relieved when I feel that he has a pulse, it is faint, but it is there. It still does not stop me from sobbing uncontrollably. And as tears are running down my cheeks, it drips down on his cheek. My heart is hurting again; why can't I just take away his pain.
"Don't take him. Please just take me. I would do anything."
With great difficulty, I lift Tyler off the floor and take him to the bed; I pull the covers over his body. I need to phone the Doctor. After one hysterical call full of mumble and tears, I finally managed to get an address to the Doctor.
Then I get on the bed and lay next to Tyler. I wrap my arms around his body. I am holding on for dear life. I smell her musky cologne lingering on his skin. His hair is so soft; it tickles my face. My body pulls tighter into him, and I keep him safe, save from all the horrible things out there. I remind myself that I will always protect him, no matter what. He is the one and only love of my life.
Then I start to speak to him as if he is awake, telling him a story that he might have forgotten.
"Do you remember the day that we met? The sun was high and it was a beautiful day. The day I chose to run away from the alter and drive as far as the gas in my car would allow me. I got stuck on the side of the road, just outside that town which name I can still not say. While I was lying in my wedding dress in the back seat of my car, listening to Britney Spears, you appeared out of nowhere. You had the most gorgeous smile on your face that light up those deep brown eyes. From that very moment, as you stared down at me only but laughing, I knew that one day we would be together. The minute you spoke, you had me. I knew that from that moment that I will fall in love with you, and here we are, and I love you more than anything else."
I take one deep breath and get the courage that we both need.
"Tyler, I love you; please hang on."
I take Tyler in my arms and pull him into my body. He fits like a glove. The heat between our bodies is unmistakable. He makes my skin tremble. He sets my body alight. His single touch to my skin brings my sensations to an explosion. I come undone when I am near him. I have felt only real love in his presence. I have so much love running through my veins. I will feel this love even in the life after this. I love him with every beat.
"Tyler, Tyler, please, please hang on."
And as I lay with him in my arms, I think of the things that I love the most. I love his gentle kiss on my skin. The way his soft lips send shivers down my spine. When he runs his fingers down my chest, it warms my entire body. He loves to linger his warm breath on the most sensitive parts of my neck. I love the smell of his hair as he snuggles in my arms. The way his body feels when he cuddles in mine. He is amazing; he is one of a kind. I will be nothing without him. He is the wonder, the miracle, and the hope that runs through our veins.
So I take Tyler's hand into mine and places a soft kiss on his palm. I take a stray hair away from her eye. My tears are still running down my face, and I watch as a teardrop fall on his cheek. I wipe them dry and kiss him on his forehead. Before I pull away, I whisper into his ear, 'I love you, please just hang on.'
And with that, I silently fall apart, only for now, only for this short moment. I will get back up again and I will fight, I need to fight for both of us.