Nice To Meet You - Tobuscus FanFic Part 24

I awoke at some point, seeing the steering wheel bloodied with blurred vision. I touched my forehead slightly, and winced at the pain. I knew there was a gash there, and I wondered why the air bag didn’t work. I looked to my right and saw the windshield shattered. Finally realizing what happened, I unbuckled my seat belt and got out of the car as fast as I could.

I stepped out gently, but started to sprint as I saw Toby lying there. I stumbled over and over, but I managed to get over to him. He was lying on his side, completely unconscious and had blood coming out of his mouth, his arm distortedly shaped, with labored breathing. I crumpled to the ground.

“T…Toby?”

My mind could not comprehend the situation. I couldn’t look at him; I could only stare off into space. My mind went blank, my emotions fuzzy. I felt a hitch in my breathing, and hotness run down my face. I then realized I was crying. Panic filled into heart, and not letting back, screamed as more tears sprung out of my eyes.

“Toby!! TOBY!!!”

He would not stir.

“SOMEBODY HELP US!!! PLEASE!!!”

Some lights went on in the houses that were placed on the street as I continued to cry desperately for help. A man ran out of his house and saw us.

“Ma’am!! What’s going on?!” He ran towards us, fully clad in pajamas.

“We got into a wreck… and hit a pole…. Toby …. Oh, God, Toby… He got hurt badly.. please, please call an ambulance!!”  I looked at Toby again, still unmoving, other than the strange movement of his chest when he breathed. “It’s my fault… It’s my fault!! I didn’t mean to... It was an accident…” I trailed off, silently crying more.

The man looked worriedly at me. “I’ll go in the house and call 911. You’re pretty injured yourself. Stay here and rest, help is on the way.”

“Thank you…”

And with that, the man turned around and ran back into the house as fast as his legs could carry him, yelling for his wife to get up and grab the phone.

I stroked Toby’s face, looking at him with love.

“Please be alright...” I whispered, hoping he could hear me. I softly kissed his cheek, and waited for the paramedics to arrive.

In only a matter of minutes, the ambulances came. Toby was still unconscious, and it worried me, knowing how much alcohol he drank. I silently prayed for his life.

A tow truck picked up my car, considering how badly damaged it was. I grabbed my personal belongings and went into the ambulance with Toby, where I was treated for my head injury.

We arrived in the Emergency Room, and I filled up with panic once more. I quickly tried following them to see a doctor, but nurses held me back.

“Please! I have to go with him!! He means everything to me!!” I cried.

“I’m sorry, ma’am, but the paramedics told us he needs some emergency surgery, and you can’t follow them into the operating room. Please take a seat in the waiting room, and we’ll inform you when news arrive.”

I hesitantly agreed. I slumped into a seat and bowed my head, hands clasped together.

“Please… please… please..” I couldn’t stop repeating it.

I sat there for hours, the entire time, head bowed. Eventually a doctor stepped through
the doors on the other side of the room.

“Ms. Celeste Walker?”

I heard my name, and immediately bounced from my seat, making me a bit dizzy. I fought it
off and went towards the man.

“The operation was…”

I looked at him pleadingly.

“…Successful.”

Right then, I cried. The man patted my shoulder with a smile.

“You may go and see him. However, he is sleeping right now, so make sure you stay as silent as possible.”

I smiled, my violet eyes sparkling with tears.

“Of course. Thank you so much!”

He showed me where Toby was resting, he looked so peaceful, drastically different than the last time I saw him. Although his arm was dressed in a cast, his torso gauzed all over, and his head wrapped, he slept serenely.

I quietly pulled a chair next to his bed, and gingerly held his hand. Kissing it, I cried once more. I put my head on the bed next to his hand, and enjoyed the silence.

After 10 minutes of being in that state, I felt stirring on the bed. I looked up to see Toby staring at me quizzically.

“Who are you?”

And with that, my heart fell to my stomach.