But I still feel so tired...so sleepy.
“I will,” I whisper and I drift off again...
I
BLINK MY EYES OPEN . I take a quick look around the room. There’s a
hazy, lemon light bleeding through the blinds at the window; it’s dusk or dawn
I’m not sure which. I close my eyes and frown I'm so disorientated, is it still
last night? Have I slept through another day? I can hear the bleeping of the
machines behind me.
I try to sit up. Pain – my body still hurts so much, I
squeeze my eyes shut.
“Coral, can you hear me?” I groggily open my eyes. “Over
here sunshine...” A soft voice chuckles, I turn my head and see Rob smiling
down at me, then I look down at the bed, then to the small chair in the corner
of the room – Tristan’s gone!
“Where’s Tristan?” I croak feeling slightly panicked.
“Oh that’s nice!” he scoffs jokingly. “ I come to see
you but all your interested in is Mr Fancy Pants!” he teases.
I start chuckling – Ouch that really hurts!
“Don't make me laugh!” I chuckle.
“Oops! Sorry, does it hurt?” he questions.
I cock one eyebrow up at him. “Seriously?” I say as
sarcastically as I can, Rob chuckles some more.
“Hey, I was thinking, should I call you Cagney or Lacey?” he
jokes.
“Oh very funny,” I scoff. We both start laughing again, but
I wince and close my eyes for a second trying to control the pain.
“Rob...seriously, where is Tristan?” I say breathlessly.
“Relax, Gladys practically frogmarched him out of here so he
can shower and get a meal inside him, he looks terrible. I’m so glad you met
him Coral, he’s got it so bad for you, aren’t you the lucky girl!” He gazes
down at me with a smug satisfied smile, I grin back at him. “I said I would
stay till he gets back,” he adds.
I reach for his hand, my wonderful best friend is here, and
he’s ok. He grabs hold of my hand and squeezes it tight.
“Thanks,” I close my eyes again. “Is Carlos ok?”
“He’s fine, worried about you but I sent him home, he’s
knackered. Everyone’s been here since it happened.”
“Wish I was home,” I grumble, looking up at him.
“Relax, Tristan’s taken care of it. But seriously, what did
you expect? Get shot and walk out of hospital the next day? Honestly woman, you
need to get a grip!”
“Shut up!” I titter. “So what day is it?” I ask.
“Friday. Oh yeah...happy birthday for yesterday! Carlos and
I came by with your present last night but you and Tristan were both sleeping,”
he says.
“You did?” I say, I instantly feel cheered up.
“Yes, I was going to give it to you today but...” Rob stops
slapping his hand to his mouth.
“What?” I chuckle.
“Bollocks!” he hisses.
“Tell me Rob,” I chuckle.
“I can't, it’ll spoil the surprise,” he says with a guilty
look.
“I don't like surprises,” I grumble. “Besides, I know there
is one now, so spit it out!” Rob sighs deeply and twists his face.
“Gladys is going to kill me,” he moans.
“No she won't, because she won't know I know. Come on Rob,
tell me!”
“Well, when we were all here yesterday, with presents I
might add, Gladys said we should give them to you when you get home, you know
have a little surprise celebration.”
I smile up at Rob. “She did?” I squeak.
Rob smiles back at me. “Yep, then Gladys came by this
morning spoke to Tristan, he had a...” Rob slaps his hand to his mouth again.
“What’s Tristan up to Rob?” I chuckle.
“Stop asking me, you’re going to get me in trouble,” he scolds
lightly.
“Ok, but I get the gist of it!” Hmm, I wonder what
Tristan has planned? Then I remember about Gladys’s wedding. “I can't
believe Gladys cancelled her wedding,” I groan. “I feel so guilty that she has,
if I hadn’t have got shot she would be on her honeymoon by now,” I sniff.
“I know,” he says squeezing my hand again. “But don't feel
guilty about it Coral, you didn’t know this was going to happen, and