(Esmee) We will look after you

We would look after you

I pressed down on Mi’s ribs five times each one causing a sickening crack to echo around the bath room her chest caving into an unnatural shape where my hands fitted. Every press was a struggle. I wanted to be more gentle but I new CPR wouldn’t work if it was gentle

“Mi please!” I said beginning to sob before I concentrated my self and went back to her moth giving her another two big breath making her lugs inflate as best they could with all the water stuck in them before going back to her chest causing more cracks each one more damage to her ribs each one another day in a hospital bed healing but with out the wounds there would be no healing there would be no hospital stay just a draw in the morgue with patient 264 written on the front.

“My god Esmee! Jean yelled running in through the door as she saw me pumping deeply on Mi’s chest “What happened Esmee?”

“Get help I sobbed loudly blinking away the tears from my eyes so I could see what I was doing.
“Call 999 and get help tell them she is suspended and that you are a nurse so it is a genuine suspended call. Tell them she has two possibly three arterial bleeds and tell them she has drowned.!” I shouted again sobbing harder before giving Mi another two breaths.

“Holy crap!” Jean shouted before doing something I should of done before and pulled the main alarm. The whole place started wailing with a syringe that hurt every ones ears but to me it was just a distant hum. The cracks under my hands and Mi’s cold lips against mine where the only thing I could concentrate on. The life in my hands.

“Come on MI!” I growled under my breath as I continues the compressions even though deep purple and black bruises started appearing under my palms another effect from me braking her ribs.

“Mi you can’t die.” I cried. There was so much we where going to do if you could just pull through. I wanted to tell you the plan Mi I really did but they said it would give you false hope if it all fell through but it was just a few more damn forms Mi and we where set. You just had to get a bit better and you could be discharged and we could take you home with us. We where going to be your new foster parents Mi. We where going to look after you.