Chapter 11

On The Wings Of Love

    Shane stared at the brown-haired girl still laying on this white bed, without moving.
'She's looking like she's not gonna awake no more...' Shane thought melancolic. Faltering he moved closer to her.

    Hannahs face was pale and cold. Shane didn't dare to touch her but somehow he had to. Timidly the boy caressed her shoulder. This all was so lifeless, the girl he loved was almost dead.

    He took her hands, softly. With one hand he touched her cheek, felt nothing but coldness and some sense of death. Shane started crying again. Some of his teardrops fell off Hannahs hands held by the boy.

    The machine taking control of Hannah's lifesigns started running wild. The display showing the heartbeats indicated a stronger and faster beat than before. Suddenly a doctor and two nurses stood behind Shane, looking confused at the display.

    "100, 110, 120!" The nurse on the left was quiete astounded. "She wants to wake up... She tries very hard! Did you do anything on what she could have reacted?" The doctor asked Shane who was on the verge of dying.

    "Don't worry, she will be ok, she is fighting against herself. Keep on talking to her, whatever!" He went to the top of the bed and checked the girl's eyes. "Talk to her, say how much you want to have her back! Say that she has to be strong, that she has to fight, no giving up!" And so Shane did.

    Hannah felt the touch of something hot, strong and loving. She wasn't able to move or to breath. But she felt ok, nothing hurt her. But she suffered for a touch, she knew someone was there but she couldn't feel who.

    But something restrained her tries and didn't let her go. It seemed to be glue or anything that was warm but kept her inside. The girl wanted to scream for help but no sound came out of her mouth, she couldn't even open it.

    Then she heard that voice, this one she had missed so much. Shane..."Don't give up, I need you, C'mon, baby, fight!!!" What was he talking about? Fighting? Against what and what for?

    "You have to come back to me, don't let me alone in this world..."

    Leaving him alone?? "I don't want to let you alone..." she wanted to say but like before, she couldn't. Now she realized! And fought...

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    Kian opened the roomdoor, seeing his love laying in her bed, sleeping peacefully. Silently the blond boy sneaked next to her, then kissed her softly. Emily woke up, she was sleepy but saw the lot of candles topping the cake Kian held in his hands.

    "Hey..." Kian glared at the girl, still sitting on her bed, in her favourite pyjama.

    "This is for you!" He presented her the pastry.

    "C'mon, blow out the candles."

    Emily took a deep breath, but then asked stupefied:

    "Why a cake? Why..." she counted quickly, "Why 30 candles?"

    "These candles show the days we spent together, I mean...together!"

    Emily smiled, with tears in her eyes. The girl understood. He meant the days they were in love with each other, the most wonderful days she ever experienced. She took a breath again and blew the candles out, all at once. Then she flung her arms around his neck and gave him a big kiss. Emily smiled contently. All her dreams had become reality.

    Kian shouted through the closed door to make the others come in.

    "Hello!" Mark and Bryan piped up at the same time.

    "Why are you still in bed? Come on, get ready! We wanna go out, we wanna have some fun!"

    The girl became more and more surprised.   

    "Why the hell are you here! What d'you wanna do?"

    Kian didn't hesitate, he pulled the girl out of her bed.

    She dissappeared into the bathroom to put on some clothes. When she was ready she went downstairs, where the others were waiting for her. Emily just stood there, wavering a bit.

    Shane was standing near Hannah who had recovered very fast. After awaking from the daze she had cried a lot, Shane, too. He had saved her life with caring about her, with staying with her all the time when she was gone.

    Now she took a deep look into his gorgeous brown eyes and sighed.

    "What's wrong, anything hurting you?" Shane asked nervously. There were still some aftereffects from the long time when she was without conciousness but things had get better and better.

    "Nothing my love", she smiled, "I just want to look at you...to see your lovely face...I am very happy." Shane took her into his arms and hugged her tightly.

    Kian, who was waiting for his girl, took Ems hands and led her outside. Suddenly her eyes bulged out. What was she seeing? There stood an orange-metallic-coloured Porsche! Kian wagged the keys.

    "Is that yours?" Emily asked, she was quiete blown away.

    "This is ours, my love!" Kian was unsure and hesitated a bit, but as soon as he saw Emilys face shining bright he got a little more stouthearted.

    "D'you wanna go for a ride?" he asked sheepishly. Emily kissed him exuberantly.

After this long kiss he whispered: "I set all my heart on you..." The blond girl looked at him defiantly: "But you'd never let me drive your car, right?"

    Kian frowned, then smiled slyly.

    "I think you better get in there...and let me show you!"

    He gently pushed Emily into the Porsche and drove away. The others were stunned. One could hear them whispering: "Great car..." "Maybe I should get one, too..." or "Kian's kinda a little show-off!"