Chapter 68 Who lives, who dies

Chapter sixty-eight
Jones
I open my eyes slowly. I feel very much ok now. I don't feel weak as before and my neck that was hurting me the other time is no more doing so.
I feel like I'm resting on something very soft. In fact, I feel like staying here forever.
But where am I?
I look around me. With the scent, it seems like I'm in the hospital.
I sit up and look around me again. How did I get here?
I remember Cynthia talking to me about me taking Dave away from her.
Or am I dead?
A lady walks in. She's dressed in white. She must be the nurse and I must really be in the hospital.
Thank God. I thought I'm dead. I thought I would lose Dave. I thought I wouldn't see him again. God, I can't handle that.
"How do you feel now?" The nurse asks with a smile on her face
"How did I get here?" That was the only question on my mind. I mean Cynthia meant everything she told me. And I don't think she plans on letting me go in two days.
I don't even know why she hats my gut so much.
After all, it wasn't like I cheated on her or something. She left Dave herself and it has been more than five years already.
"Mr. Margray Dave brought you here. And that is all I know," she says and drops the hospital tray with her, " You need to get injected," she takes a syringe.
Wait for a moment, she says Dave brought me here?
I look at the nurse again, "Where Dave now?"
The woman went still for a while as if she couldn't quite believe what I just asked. She soon regain herself, "Mr. Margray have been admitted. He collapsed a few hours ago."
"What!"
My heart sat bolt upright. My breath was coming very heavy.
"Where is he now?"
"He's in ward 7, the room next to yours."
I get up immediately and rush out. While I was rushing out, I hear her call out to me to come and take my medicine. But I couldn't stop.
What could have happened to Dave?
I open the door so wide and stare in, at Dave. He's on the bed, with the oxygen mask on him.
What happened! Why is he here?
The nurse that was screaming my name rushes inside, breathing heavily as if she just ran a marathon, "Madam, you are not yet we'll to roam about. You need to rest," she says then move closer to me, " You also need to take your medicine and leave Mr. Dave to rest."
I turn to look at her now, " What happened to him?' he continues to stare, " Why the heck is he still here?" I scream out loud in pain.
Why is there an oxygen mask on Dave?
Has Cynthia done something to him?
Gosh! What's happening?
I rest my head on Dave and the tears start coming from my eyes. I couldn't stop it.
It hurts so much.
The nurse sighs behind me, "Mr. Margray lost his consciousness. You need to go back to your room and recuperate."
" No! I'm staying here!" I say to her and continue to sob.
Nothing bad must happen to Dave or I'm going to lose it. I mustn't lose Dave.
Gosh, I couldn't stop the tears. I've never felt so miserable in my life. The last time I cried so hard like this was when my father died. I couldn't stop crying for days because I was so close to my dad.
Where's Michael? He should be able to explain it better to me. He should know what had happened to him.
"Jones?" A voice of that of a man calls me. It sounds so familiar but I'm too depressed to even think. I turn to look at the speaker and its Michael. Betty is standing so close to him. Betty is in tears but Michael is not, instead, his face held a series of emotions; sadness and anger.
I move closer to him quickly, "I was just about to call you. What's happening to him? Why is he unable to breathe on his own."
Michael just stares, unable to bring himself to say a word.
I couldn't accept it. I turn to Betty immediately, "You should be able to tell me why Dave is lying there right?"
She closes her eyes and opens it again, the tears drop from her eyes and she's also unable to say a word. She sobs quietly again and this time, my heart won't even stop beating so hard, "He" she started and I stare, "He got cardiac arrest after he brought you here. You were not breathing properly either and he thought he was going to lose you," she sobs.
Wait, I don't get this.
Does this mean Dave became like this because of me?
My legs feel so heavy all of a sudden. All I could do was cry. Dave can't be in this state because of me. God, what am I going to do about it?
The blade in my heart twists slightly.
Gosh, it hurts so much here.
"Madam, you need to have your medication," the nurse reminds annoyingly. She takes a step towards me but stops suddenly, " He moved! He just moved."
I didn't understand what she meant but Michael got the message instantly and move nearer to Dave.
He turns back to look at me, "Dave has just regained consciousness."