Here comes Chapter 7 !! Since I’ve started my new job, I’ve got less time to write as when I come back in the evening I’m pretty tired, hard to find the motivation. But I am so wishing to finish my story that I will achieve it, I promise. I loved writing Chapter 7 cause there are a lot of passages I wanted to write since a while and I can finally set them down on paper. This is pretty emotional. I hope you will feel the same things as me when I created it. You will notice the apparition of a new character, Kuba, directly taken from the gay movie Floating Skycrapers : this is a little crossover I wanted to make because I liked this movie a lot. Have a good read ! And see you soon for Chapter 8 I hope 🙂
P.S. : I translated Chapter 7 as fast as I could so you can read it as soon as possible. So if native speakers see some weird sentences or expressions just tell me so I can correct them ^^
Anger and despair invade me while the ambulance disappears. I slam my fists on the ground, of rage. I see my tears fall on the asphalt. Several seconds pass by during which time seems to have stopped. I do not even hear the sounds of the city anymore around me.
I am extracted from my confusion when I feel two warm hands grab my shoulders and help me to stand up. I don’t understand anything but I let myself go. The person holds me firmly and brings me apart, while the crowd who was observing me starts to scatter. I am placed on a bench. It is only at that instant I realize that a man aged around 30, pretty cute, with beautiful blue eyes and wearing a little mustache as well as a goatee is sat by my side and stares at me. He is the one who helped me get up.
– I saw what happened, are you ok ?
– Thank you, I am barely able to mumble.
– My name is Kuba.
I can’t even answer, just gulp. Surely the effects of alcohol mixed with the shock of having found Kay just to lose him straight away.
– Tell me, who was that guy ? Did you know him ?
– Long story.
– Follow me, I’ll offer you a coffee, I think you need one.
Kuba grabs my arm and passes it around his shoulder and we get in a few meters away in a Starbucks still opened. After having installed me at a table, he comes back with two cafés latte.
– Thanks …
I swallow a boiling mouthful and it gives me an immediate boost.
– Why didn’t you go into the ambulance ? asks me Kuba.
– I was not authorized to do so.
– You must deeply love the guy who was taken by the ambulance to be so desperate. Why don’t you try to catch it back ?
– I don’t know …
I decide to tell the whole truth to Kuba and explains him what brought me to Düsseldorf. I owe him at least this for his help. He is the only one in that greedy crowd of onlookers to have come across me.
– Wait, you just found back your “lost love”, and you let him fly away like this ? Move yourself, god damn it !
– Fate doesn’t stop putting spokes in my wheels. What will happen again this time if I see him again, uh ? Tell me !?
– Calm down … What I’m trying to say, is that you must stop to let fate decide for you. You already did that by coming to Düsseldorf, and you must continue by finding Kay once again as soon as possible. Let me tell you something … I’m polish, and a few years back, when I was still living in Poland, I fell in love with a man … while I was in a couple with a chick. It was crazy love. But the kind of totally impossible love. His name was Michal. The problem is that I didn’t do much to keep him by my side. I screw everything up. I didn’t take the right decisions at the right time.
– And what happened ?
– He died … He was found with the skull smashed in an underground parking.
– I’m sorry, I pronounce intuitively, shocked.
I cannot even imagine how I would react if such a thing happened to Kay.
– But the worst, he continues, is that the girl with whom I was became pregnant. Hopefully, she finally decided to abort after a moment. Because I made it clear to her that I had discovered my true nature. That I would not have been able to bring the necessary love to this child. And it was out of question for her to raise the baby alone. After that, I decided to start over and to flee from Poland. I don’t regret it. I’ve left my old demons behind me.
His story reminds me my own a lot. But it also comes to me as a bombshell. Thanks to him, I understand more than ever that I must do everything to get back Kay. Now that I know where he is, I will not abandon him anymore. All my efforts won’t be useless
– You need to find your Kay back. Contrary to me, you still have the possibility to change things. Don’t let that chance escape from you.
– But, how can I know where they brought him ? There must be several hospitals in this city !
– That’s the point, chance, you’ve got some. I’m a nurse nearby. I know well the hospitals in the region. Let me make one or two phone calls, I will find where Kay has been brought.
Kuba stands up immediately and gets out. I wait a few minutes, totally stressed. What if he is not able to find where the first aids brought Kay ? Kuba finally comes back and sits down again in front of me.
– It’s ok, I found him. He was taken to the UniversitätsKlinikum. It’s not that far, I will drive. You can’t take your car with your tiredness state.
I feel a crazy light of hope surge in me.
– I feel better, trust me ! I say in a hurry, ready to go right away.
– You don’t even know where it is ! Stop saying bullshit. So, come one, let’s go there right now.
We leave the Starbucks then head up to Kuba’s car parked near. I am so excited that seconds pass by without I can realize it. On the road, Kuba starts talking to me :
– Listen, I don’t want to alarm you, but according to what the doctor I got on the phone told me, it’s pretty serious. They found a lot of drug in his blood. His state is critical. They have already started to do him a double lavage. In a first time, a stomach lavage, to be sure there is no trace of drug left in his alimentary canal. Then, they will take out some of his blood and transfuse him fresh one at the same time.
I totally freak out at the idea that Kay is not able to endure this. All this process seems very heavy. After several minutes that I don’t count, we finally arrive at the UniversitätsKlinikum. I immediately get out of the car and run to the entrance of the hospital, soon followed by Kuba.
– Follow me, he orders.
We meander through several corridors before arriving in the emergencies service.
– Wait here for me, I’ll go find the emergency doctor in charge tonight.
I go round and round a hundred of time in the hallway, impatient. At a moment on, I see the first aid worker who had refused me to get in the ambulance dropping in the corridor. He stares at me with a strange air. I’m so mad that I would enjoy smashing my first in his face, but I restrain myself. Better not to look for trouble at the moment. He must reed the fury on my face because he quickly goes on his way.
Kuba finally comes back accompanied by a man in his sixties with a serious face.
– Good evening Sir, he greets me. I’m the emergency doctor.
– Good evening …
– I present to you Marc Borgmann, a close friend of Kay, insists Kuba.
– Your friend got himself into deep shit, Mr. Borgmann. We have proceeded to the stomach lavage, but the entire drug has already penetrated his bloodstream. He risks a cardiac arrest. We have tried to contact his family to inform them but couldn’t find any phone on him, just his wallet, and of course, the rest of his drug … We are now going to proceed to the blood transfusion.
– How is it about to go on starting from now ? I ask.
– Well, generally, we use one or several blood bags to fill in the blood which is being evacuated, all of this mixed with medicines. The problem is, that we don’t have bags with Kay’s blood group anymore, we ran out of them earlier today. We just asked a nearby hospital to bring us some urgently. They are already en route, but the best would be to have a donor from whom we could perform the transfusion directly to avoid losing time.
– What is the blood group of Kay ? speaks Kuba.
– From a first checkup we made when he arrived, A Positive.
I can’t believe my eyes.
– I am also A Positive, I say. Use me. Right now !
– What a godsend ! exclaims the doctor. But before doing anything, you must undertake quick tests and a compulsory questionnaire, we cannot take anyone like this, I’m sure you understand that.
– Let’s not lose some precious time, make these tests now.
We immediately head to a nearby room where a nurse performs some verifications. She does a blood test that she puts into a machine, then asks me diverse questions while the tests are being made. As I have not undergone any surgery or operation in the previous months and do not have any medical history, I am eligible. Which is confirmed once again by the blood tests testifying among other things my blood group.
– Thank god, I think quietly. Kay, I’m gonna get you out of here.
The emergency doctor comes back, and after having received the approbation of the nurse, takes me through the hallway then to a treatment room. There, I find Kay, totally asleep, an oxygen mask on this face. His complexion his more deathly pale than ever, almost cadaveric. This vision hurts me and I feel even guiltier not to have tried finding him back before. We could have prevented all of this. I get closer to him and grab his cold hand. I try to warm it up. With my other hand I caress tenderly his face. I notice that the doctor observes me.
– Who is he in relation to you, actually ? he questions me.
– That’s a long story. But … I love him. And I will never abandon him anymore. So, let’s start, I finish by drying the tears reaching my eyes.
The nurse penetrates in the room accompanied with two other auxiliaries and after several minutes, everything is set up. I’m lying on a bed next to Kay’s, and a cord links up my left arm to his right arm. His left arm is connected to the machine that will extract his blood fouled by drug. I feel the doctor thrust the needle in my arm, and suddenly, I see my own blood reach Kay’s body.
– Well, this will take a few little minutes. Once this will be over, we will have to transfuse you some blood because you are about to give Kay a sizeable amount of yours.
– Very well, I answer.
I grab Kay’s right arm and hold it tight, while I feel my own blood reach his veins. It appeases me to give him my energy and my vital force. I gaze with attention at his sleeping face. It seems to me like he already recovers, which makes me happy.
– Kay, stay with me, I whisper. No more running. No more lies. You are the one I love. Now I’m sure of it, more than ever.
I close my eyes and imagine holding him in my arms. After some minutes, the nurse comes back in the room.
– I think that will be enough, she announces me.
She heads toward the control computers and analyse the data.
– It seems his vital functions are once again stable, his heart beats less fast. He will need a lot of rest now. We have to let him sleep.
The drainage tube is removed from my arm.
– You can follow me, speaks the nurse after putting me a little band-aid.
I wait for her to leave the room, and before joining her, I get closer to Kay, take off his mask even if it must be forbidden, and kiss him gently on his mouth. His lips are still so soft and intense memories surface like flashes upon their contact.
– See you soon, my love.
I surprise myself to let out this sentence I would have never thought saying one day, even to Bettina. Love takes an all-new sense for me now. I have discovered the secret of it, its very essence. I put Kay his mask back, observe him one last time, and then rejoin the nurse. I am given a quick transfusion to fill in the blood I gave to Kay.
Kuba was waiting for me in the hallway. I am surprised to find him still there.
– Kuba, I … I wanted to say thank you for everything. If our paths hadn’t crossed tonight, I don’t know how I would have managed all of this. I would have maybe let Kay to his own fate. Just to think of it, it disgusts me.
– No worries my friend. The nurses told that Kay’s state was a lot more stable. He will go through. Come, I will bring you to your car, you can come back to see him tomorrow morning.
– Ok. But before that, I would like to let a message to Kay. Because I have to leave tomorrow, unfortunately.
I scribble a few words on a piece of paper quickly : “Kay, I am sorry to have taken all this time to come back toward you. I abandoned you like a coward. I don’t know if you will remember our reunion when you will wake up, but know that if it is the case, it was not a dream. I was there, by your side. I will be back in Düsseldorf next week, on Saturday morning, at the train station. I have to go home under obligation. Here is my number if you want to contact me meanwhile. You will wait for me there if you wish so. In any case, I will be there myself. I love you. Marc.”
I address the message to the nurse who took care of me, and ask her to promise me to give it to Kay when he wakes up. I would so much like to stay here until his awakening. Except that I must be back tomorrow at the barracks. My little break is over and my son awaits me.
Kuba brings me back to my car in the town centre of Düsseldorf. Before leaving him, I thank him once again for his precious help and take his number to keep in touch with him. I go back to the hotel but decide not to go to bed. Anyhow I know very well that I won’t be able to find sleep. I pack my stuff, pay my room and leave straight away. When I cross the bridge overhanging the Rhine exiting Düsseldorf, I look one last time in direction of the illuminated city, of the hospital, of Kay.
Then I grab the picture of us I found in his previous apartment and contemplate it while driving.
– Kay, if you’re really willing to give me a second chance despite the bad things I made, then I hope you will be there next Saturday.
Wait a second – you’re lifting the exact plot from the movie Floating Skyscrapers. Boo hiss!
Not not really, the plot roughly resembles what’s going on here in this story.
Not at all Carey, Alex is right, this is just a crossover I made between Free Fall and Floating Skycrapers because I also enjoyed a lot the second one. I wanted Marc to come across Kuba 😉 Kuba just explains his personnal story from Floating Skycrapers ! The story of the chapter is not lifted in any way from Floating Skycrapers (you know this if you saw the movie) …
Yeah my bad, that’s what I get for speed-reading the preamble. Sorry bro. I now appreciate the literary technique you used of bringing Kuba’s story into Marc and Kay’s.
No worries 🙂 I’m glad you liked it anyway ! Stay tuned for Chapter 8 (probably in September) 😉
oh good, only three days away for chapter 8 – YAY!! ha ha 🙂
If you asked me, this is the best chapter you have ever written 🙂 love the reference to the movie Floating Skycrapers, it completly adds up
All the best,
How is chapter 8 going? 🙂
I have been wondering the same thing and I am hoping some negative feedback he’s received hasn’t made him decide to abandon the project. Please add chapter 8 soon.
Where is chapter 8? I am dying for more marc and kay. will chapter 8 be longer? how much longer? :)))
I think he’s done.