The next thing I remember hearing, was an unfamiliar female voice, telling me to stay with her and not to close my eyes. The deafening sound of an ambulance siren was shrieking in the background. “What had just happened?” I thought to myself, struggling to process the last few moments. I slowly moved my eyes from left to right, trying to see where he had disappeared too but he had already gone. Did I imagine him?
I think I kept drifting in and out of consciousness. My head was pounding intensively & the taste of blood slowly started to seep up my throat. Every few minutes or so, everything would go black. All the screams in the background would fall silent and it would just be me and him in my head. I would picture him hovering over me again but this time with an unsettling smile of hunger on his face. I could still feel his rough, chubby fingers on my cheek. My blood ran cold at the thought of him potentially finding me, but was it actually him? It could of been a lookalike, right? Was my stalker really back to finish off what he failed to complete the last time? Or was my eyes playing tricks on me? After all I had just been hit by a car.
All these thoughts were beginning to increase the excruciating pain already present in my head, so I made the decision to stop thinking. As the racing thoughts rapidly came to a stop, for the first time in a long time, I felt my body beginning to relax. All the pain I felt in my limbs started to decrease and all of a sudden I started to feel sleepy. I hadn’t slept in days, so I gave in. The female’s voice I once heard earlier was slowly fading into the distance…..
“ROSIAH! DON’T YOU DARE GIVE UP ON ME!” Shouted Lisa the paramedic, whilst rushing Rosiah into the back of the ambulance. “MARK! HER HEART RATE IS DROPPING DANGEROUSLY LOW! I’M STRUGGLING TO FEEL HER PULSE! MARK, QUICK! SHE’S GOING INTO CARDIAC ARREST! CPR NOW!!!” As the pair of paramedics began to perform CPR on Rosiah, they knew it was now a race against time. Rosiah had already given up but Lisa was determined to continue the fight for her! “MARK, ITS NOT WORKING! I CAN’T FEEL A PULSE! WE’RE LOSING HER! BRING THE DEFIBRILLATOR NOW!!” Demanded Lisa, she had always been a calm and controlled person in these type of emergency situations, but something about Rosiah made Lisa fearful of losing her, it was the same fear she felt when she was losing a relative. Mark quickly went to get the potentially life-saving device, which would be used in order to send a high energy electric shock to Rosiah’s heart, in the hope of restarting it.
“ONE… TWO… THREE…. CLEAR!!”
“Come on Rosiah, I know you’re still in there.” Lisa whispered to her in a panic.
“ONE… TWO…. THREE… CLEAR!!”
“ONE.. TWO… THREE… CLEAR!!”
Mark began to stare at Lisa with a worried look. She was determined to bring this young lady back to life, even if it meant breaking the rules of a paramedic. Lisa ignored Mark’s facial expressions and continued to shock Rosiah’s heart a further 12 times, but the outcome was the same. It was too late.
Rosiah’s body was unresponsive. Blood dripped from the cuts on her feet, slowly hitting the ambulance floor, like a tap that wasn’t tightened properly. Lisa took a moment to take in Rosiah’s features carefully. Underneath all the blood, she had a coffee coloured complexion, with medium length, black straight hair. Her perfectly pink outlined lips was now covered in deep cuts. Her whole face was a mess. As Lisa examined Rosiah’s bloodshot eyes with a mini torch, she noticed how beautiful they were, she had the darkest shade of brown eyes that Lisa had ever seen, but behind the beauty, Rosiah’s eyes told a story of pain.
Lisa remembered first hearing about what happened to Rosiah, from a colleague who worked that shift, a few years ago. After that, Lisa would sometimes walk past the ward that Rosiah was admitted onto to check up on her from afar, but she had always been sat with her councillor, Dr. Lisbon. So when Lisa saw Rosiah laying in the middle of the dirty road today, she could of cried. This poor girl couldn’t catch a break. In the strangest of ways, Lisa felt a deep connection towards Rosiah, she couldn’t put her finger on what it was, but there was no way she could let this be the ending chapter of her life! She looked at Mark & wiped the tears forming in her eyes. “Okay.. one last time, I promise. Give me the defibrillator!” Mark obeyed in a hurry but was confused, unable to figure out why Lisa was in such a mess over a stranger. They dealt with situations like this every single day, so what was so different about this girl that got her into such a mess?
“ONE…. TWO… THREE… CLEAR!!!!!”
Lisa dropped to her knees with exhaustion. She sat with her head in her hands for a few seconds. “I give up!” She tearfully whispered.
*Beep…. Beep…. Beep… Beep* The machine started to beep in the rhythm of Rosiah’s heartbeat again.
Lisa had done it! Rosiah was alive!
*To be continued*