"Jude!" I woke up screaming, right before I felt the sharp pain that went through my entire body and laid back down. I then felt pain focused on my left ear and I heard a loud ring.
I looked around breathing heavily when a figure I later recognized as Lionel rushed to my side.
"where am I?"
"you're in the hospital, you got hurt really bad in the fire, do you remember what happened?" I barely heard her through the ring in my ear.
"where's Jude?" I ignored her question "please tell me he's okay"
"we don't know yet… he's still in surgery, he was in a really bad condition when he got here"
"oh my god…" I sighed in despair, feeling the tears filling my eyes.
"The bomb went off very close to you and damaged you ear, the doctor said you probably won't hear anything from your left ear again" she yelled, but it sounded like a whisper. I didn't care, all I could think about at the moment was Jude.
"you saved his life, zero" she recognized the concern on my face "he would have been long gone right now if it wasn't for you. You ran into a flaming building for him without even a second thought, I've never seen anything like it"
I didn't know what to say, I just looked at her with teary eyes thinking I would have done it again if I had to, I can't live without Jude I'd do anything for him, the thought of living without Jude was far scarier than running into a flaming building.
"I love him so much" I basically cried as I said that.
Lionel giggled to herself "yeah I think you've made it pretty clear"
After two days I managed to get out of the bed and could move around on a wheel chair, I asked Lionel to help me get the room where Jude was still recovering after his surgery.
Jude was still unconscious, his face was hurt from the impact when we fell on the ground, his nose was broken, but the serious damage was the wound in his stomach that almost caused him to bleed out and not the mention all the smoke in his lungs.
The doctor came into the room and explained to about the surgery, he said they lost him for a few seconds but managed to bring him back, but he added the he should expect a full recovery in a few months.
I had to ask Lionel to repeat everything the doctor said after he left since I didn't hear most of it and didn't want to ask "what?" for the fithe time. Then with the help of Lionel I rolled to his bed and laid down next to him, taking in his scent and the warmth of his body, I laid the right side of my head on his chest so I could hear his heart beating and fell asleep like that.
A few days later, I had already managed to stand on my feet but wasn't allowed to walk around too much since my body was still very weak from all the smoke in my lungs.
I was taking a nap beside Jude on his bed when I felt his strong hand sliding up my back and I looked up to see his eyes open looking at me.
"hey" he whispered and I couldn't hear him but I managed to read his lips.
Without a second thought I leaned up to kiss him, hard and long. We were both breathing heavily when we broke the kiss and just let our foreheads lean on each other.
"thank god you're okay" tears began to stream down my face "I don't know what I would have done without you"
His face fidgeted as if he suddenly noticed the pain, "shhh hey, take it easy"
He then mumbled something I couldn't understand "oh I should probably fill you in, my ear doesn't really work anymore so we're going to have to deal with that" I giggled and smiled at him "but it can wait, I'm just glad you're okay" I stroked his cheek.
"I love you" I managed to understand "I love you too"