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SADIE
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Clouds Part. II
Wow thanks to everyone for all the kind revews and love I received, made my day really ♥ Here is part 2, I hope you’ll like as much as the first one!
Maybe he’s a little longer, we’ll see.
TW : Blood, car accident, hospital, broke down people.
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Ona doesn’t understand. She doesn’t understand how the fuck the both of you were happily walking, talking about some creepy guy who had the audacity to put his hands on you, and the second after she’s here, on the ground. The car that hit you braked, but the driver’s reflexes weren’t fast enough. For like a second, Ona froze, looking your body about ten meters from her.
As this second seems like an eternity, she eventually jump on her feet running for her dear life to you.
“Y/N!”
The scream she make is the last thing you will remember after, and it’s maybe better this way. Ona didn’t have this chance, though. She will forever remember the picture of your bleeding face when she turns you back. She first check if your breathing before trying to wake you up, calling your name again and again. Her brain recorded that passers-by (she didn’t realize it was Alexia and Mariona) called the emergency and that an ambulance arrived, allowing her to focus on the task that she considers vital. Take you back to her.
“Ona”
She hear the voice, even acknowledging her but she didn’t care. She’s trying to stop your blood from invading your face but she can’t. There is too much. She brutally pushes back the hand that tries to detach her from you, Aitana’s. Mariona loses balance and finds herself sitting on the floor, but too bad. Ona will apologize later.
“Ona” Alexia try again, putting her hand on the back of the catalan.
“She won’t wake up” Ona sob, sushing away the tears on her face, spreading a little of your blood on her own face.
“Ona you’re bleeding too” Alexia states, the voice choked by anxiety.
“I don’t give a fuck Alexia!” Ona shouts, letting her anger of the situation going on your bestfriend while the blue lights of the ambulance finally light up the street.
*************
Head in her hands, curled up on a plastic chair in the waiting room, Ona focuses on her breathing. Anxiety and horror seem to prevent her from breathing properly. She climbed into the ambulance with you, but obviously couldn’t hold your hand into the operating room. You haven’t opened your eyes since that damn car took you off. The doctors promised to keep her informed of the progress of the situation, but apart from a sorry look the nurse has nothing to offer her at the moment.
One eternity later, Ona feels two arms around her and she recognizes Alexia. Luckily she didn’t consume a drop of alcohol and could jump in her car to join your girlfriend in the hospital. In silence, Ona detaches her arms around her legs to let herself go against the blonde. Alexia may be your best friend, but she is still a valuable friend to Ona.
“I called your mother” Alexia whispers. “She’s coming”
Ona nods simply. Her mother loves you, Ona sometimes joke how much you look like Harry Potter in the Weasley family. At first, Ona had feared the reaction of her parents. She had never introduced them to a girlfriend, but she quickly realized that her fears were unnecessary. Her parents loved you quickly, how could it have been otherwise? You were polite, open and smiling. You never mentioned your family situation on your own, so Ona did it for you. It didn’t take long for Ona’s mother, whom you affectionately call Mami, to require your presence at weekly family meals.
“Thank you”
Ona’s voice was weak, her body broken from all the crying. Alexia let her go for some time and Ona jump a little after, feeling something wet in her face.
“Stay still” Alexia asks simply, while she washed her face from your blood.
She was alone and Ona was glad. Her mother is of course welcome, but your girl wouldn’t have had the courage to endure the presence of more people for now. Later, while Ona was having her injured wrist treated, the blonde simply informed her that she had informed the others but had asked them not to write to her.
*************
Four hours later, Ona was still in her chair but Alexia was replaced by her mother. The silence is heavy, while the brunette had let her head rest on the shoulder of her mother, who gently caressed her scalp.
“Y/N family?”
Ona jumps on her feet, startled her mother in the process. She announces herself in a trembling voice, trying to find clues in the tired face of the doctor.
“She’s alive” he begins and Ona feels like she may be losing consciousness of relief. “She has severe head trauma, a dislocated shoulder and many broken ribs. But no internal bleeding or perforated lungs, that’s what we feared the most. She still needs a CT scan tomorrow morning to determine if she has a cracked skull. For now, her body is too tired.”
“Is she up?” Ona asks.
“No, she’s… Not for now. And we don’t really know when she will”
Another stab in your girlfriend’s heart. Feeling her daughter failing, Mrs Battle slips an arm around her waist before turning to the doctor.
“What do you mean? She will wake up, right?”
“She will. But in two day, two weeks, two months… She’ll do it when she’s ready. Her brain protects her so that she can come back to you and her body takes care of itself as best as possible.”
“I need to see her” Ona whispers.
“Sur, come with me”.
He shows your room and Ona stay still on the door. You were lying on a white bed with a lot of machines and wires everywhere. They washed your body from the blood and your hair, they are still wet. Ona’s eyes filled with tears one again and she needed a little push behind her back from her mother to make her way to you.
“I will call your brother and father” Mrs Batlle decide, letting both of you alone.
*************
Four days have passed and Ona still hasn’t left your bedside. Joan, her brother, has brought her clean clothes and she has showered in your room, but she remains clinging to your bed like a mold to her rock. She refused the offers of her parents, brother and friends to accompany her to your home with the same determined air each time.
“Sorry I shouted at you the night of the accident” Ona says to Alexia, while she keeps her company with Ingrid and Mapi.
La Reina frowns at first, before remembering the moment to which Ona refers.
“Don’t worry” she gently answers first, before adding with a hint of malice “But if you want to make it up to me, you can always agree to go home and refresh yourself and rest a little.”
Ona sighs. She’s exausted, of course. But she’s also terrified to leave you and that something else will happen to you.
“We can come with you and Alexia can stay with her”
The proposal comes immediately from Ingrid, who saw the small opening that Ona offered them. The Spanish takes a brief look at her before resting her gaze on you.
“Only to take a bath” Ona decides, before Mapi intervenes.
“And to eat something substantial. You melt at a glance.”
Ona rolls her eyes, but gets up after kissing your hand. Yesterday your heart rate reacted when she touched your hand. The brunette has hardly let go of your hand since and seeing that her kiss causes a small spike on the monitor reassures her a little.
“I’ll be back soon” she whispers against your skin before leaving.
*************
In fact, Ona came back a little faster than expected, your heart having had a grudge during her absence. Without hesitation, Alexia contacted Mapi who brought Ona back to the hospital as quickly as possible, shortening their meal in the restaurant located next to Ona’s apartment.
“What happened?”
As if she was afraid that you would disappear, Ona caresses your face with her trembling hands, looking for the slightest physical change on your face.
“They couldn’t explain… Her heart stopped. They’re going to come and get her for more tests”
Ona turns around when the doctors arrive, unplugging some of the machines before training you again away from her. It was at this very moment that Ona’s nerves dropped. In a mixture of anger and simply too much emotion.
“A heart doesn’t stop just like this” Ona spits, before she gets up and starts walking around the room.
“Ona…” Mapi try with a smooth voice.
But from the moment it’s just too much. Yesterday, she found out you didn’t have a skull crack, which was very good news. She found out too that the driver who hit you was drunk and shouldn’t have been driving. This new is still not digested. How can a fucking stranger take what is most precious to her?
Before she knew what was happening to her, Ona’s hands left her hair and began to swing across the room everything that could fall into her hand.
The other three girls in the room reacted in their own way. Mapi, not seeming to find what to do in front of such a discharge of emotions remained fixed on the ground. Alexia, who has reached a threshold of fatigue not far from Ona’s feels tears rolling on her cheeks, realizing how much she is unable to help her friend feel better.
Ingrid, on the other hand, ended up interrupting the tornado Ona by holding her as hard as possible against her. This works in a way since the brunette stops throwing things everywhere to broke down in her arms.
“I just don’t want to feel anything anymore” Ona manage to say between two sobs.
“I know” the Norwegian whispers while rocking Ona, soon joined in their embrace by Alexia and, a little after, Mapi.
*************
“Uno” Laia said, putting his penultimate card on the pile at the foot of your bed.
The city player arrived yesterday from Manchester, skipping some training to come and support his best friend. She was kept informed by Ona herself and her mother and in front of the distress of her friend, she did not hesitate to come. Even if it means being deprived of a match this weekend.
“You’re cheating” Joan grumbls, sitting in front of her sister while Laia is between the two Batlle.
Ona had a vague smile, letting her gaze slide over you. She does not play, but enjoys having the company of her brother and best friend. Your teammates having a game today, they had to desert the hospital for two days. This does not prevent Alexia from calling Ona regularly and keeping the rest of the team informed.
The nurses looked at Laia and Joan with a look of annoyance as they saw them play like this, but Ona prevented them from stopping, sure you’re enjoying.
*************
Lucy and Salma by your side, Ona agreed for the first time to leave your bedside since your “Heart accident” as she call it. She took a shower, realizing that her mother has once again come to clean and wash her apartment. But when she stands in front of her wardrobe, she realise she didn’t want to wear anything from her.
“Would you mind stopping at Y/M apartment?” She asks shyly at her father and her brother.
Both are in her living room, watching sports on TV until she’s ready. Given the time, her mother is certainly at home, preparing the meal which she will take to Ona in the hospital a little later. Despite all the protests of her daughter, nothing prevented her from continuing to do so, pretending she can’t let her daughter dying from hunger. Ona couldn’t help but point out that she had just discovered who Joan and her were holding their characters from.
“Of course not Onita” her father answers before standing up.
They decided to wait for her in the car, leaving Ona alone in your apartment. Lucy volunteered to come and air it regularly, but apart from that it was not hit. Ona didn’t set foot there either and sighs softly seeing that nothing has moved since you left for the nightclub after your game.
You took the time to throw your dirty clothes into the machine without turning it, too eager to come out. You showered, dressed before exchanging several kisses to finally join your teammates.
In your room, Ona opens your wardrobe and focuses her attention on the floor where you store your hoodies. She misses feeling your arms around her terribly and she hopes that putting on one of your hoodies will make her feel a little closer to her. She chose a black, Nike brand. She knows full well that it will be a little too big for her, but she does not care.
Mumbling a curse by dropping a box, she quickly gets rid of her own sweater before putting on yours. Only after she leans down to pick it up, sniffing your smell on the fabric in the same gesture.
Mechanically, she opens the box to face a necklace and a pendant. Both are very simple, but delicate and the shape of the jewel, a star, perfectly reminds him of your first date. The letter accompanying the box takes her a few minutes to read and she finds herself crying again. This is not the first love letter you write to her, being a bit old school. But this one, you wrote it while watching her sleep and the Ona bewitched, sensitive and cuddly of the morning is undoubtedly the one you prefer.
Between her tears, she sits in front of the mirror of your wardrobe and slips your gift around her neck, taking care to hide it under her sweater for the moment. And, before worrying her father and brother, Ona comes down from your apartment to join them in the car.
*************
“Today is our birthday”
It’s the evening and Ona is alone with you for the moment. Alexia proposed a coffee a few minutes ago and is now looking for the precious liquid.
“I found the necklace, I didn’t mean to but I was looking for one of your hoodie and the box just fell on the floor.”
Ona rambles, like she always does when it’s just the both of you. She remembers your letter, where you ask her more or less to live together. Basically it wouldn’t change much since you are constantly stuck to each other. She closes her eyes, slipping her thumb under the necklace chain.
“The necklace is beautiful, but I promise you’ll never have to give me anything again if you wake up today. I want nothing but your presence by my side. I miss you so much.”
She looks at you and sight a little. Of course you won’t wake up, it’s been two weeks since you’ve been lying on this bed, seeming to sleep soundly.
“I want to live with you, you know. I thought about it for a while but I didn’t know you wanted to, too. I know you love your apartment, and I think it’s a little better than mine… I mean, it’s closer to the training stage anyway. But I admit that I would miss the view from mine. Maybe we could look for one, so it would be our apartment. Together. Maybe I should…”
That’s when she froze, wondering if she had dreamed. She could swear she saw your eyes open, a split second. To be a little closer to you, Ona leaves her eternal chair to sit next to you on your mattress.
And then, you open your eyes. Again. Letting her speechless, wanting to cry, scream and dancing at the same time.
“Nice necklace” you mumbles, making her cry like crazy.
She reaches for you, hugging you but be careful not to pull your cables out in the process.
“You’re awake” she keeps repeating, enjoying your arms around her, in her hair. Then she stands up, gently pressing her forehead against yours. “You are awake” she repeats, a little more firmly this time.
“I love you” you says, and she cry again, from happiness this time.
The words get stuck in her throat, so she leans over you to kiss you with all the love she feels for you. The gratitude of seeing you return to her, the relief too. Her thumbs gently caress your face during the kiss, before a door that opens interrupts you, letting Alexia in.
“They didn’t have the coffee you like anymore, I hope it fits you. They’re all filthy in this hospital anyway”
Alexia grumbles and Ona finds herself smiling in front of the blonde’s upset face.
“Well hello to you too Miss Putellas”
She hears your voice, always a little broken, but the sarcasm is perfectly audible. Alexia turns around, drops her coffee which decorates the white wall behind her. And then she rushs to you and Ona, hugging both of you. Ona’s laugh makes you both smile, before Alexia takes off from you and lays a long kiss on your forehead.
“I’ll go get the nurses, I’ll come back.” She announces before getting off your bed, then turns to you, pointing at you. “Don’t ever do that again.”
You look up at Ona before turning your attention to her. She hasn’t left your eyes.
“How are you feeling?” you ask her gently, drawing her face with your fingertips.
“ I love you” was the only answer she gave you, before leaning on you to kiss you again.