When The Sky Falls - Book 2 by N. Y. (i read books .txt) 📖

for joy silently. 

 

"She can hear us!" Mark said.

 

 

Mark walked over to Marybella, when the nurses finally left.

 

"Bella, i'm here. Please,...if there's any sign that your body is awake. Look at me." Mark said.

 

 

"She's not so cold anymore." I said feeling her hand.

 

"Marybella please look at us." I said, looking down at her eyes.

 

 

She didn't budge from her view set.

 

 --

 

Marybella's P.O.V

 

 

Just last time, I felt my body moving as my eyes opened.

 

I felt relief. That I can see.

 

 

Hours of surgery and I feel really crappy. But now my senses are awake.

 

 

When the nurse flashed lights on my eyes, I didn't flinch at all.

 

It's great that i'm awake, but only if I can move my body.

 

 

When I saw Elle coming in, I didn't flich to look her way. My eyes were settled on the bare wall.

 

 

The nurses tugged and pulled on my skin with needles and finally, I feel free from them.

 

I hear myself breathe. My chest going up and down, as I tried to get some sleep.

 

 

Being awake and having my eyes open for a long time, since god knows when. And how long i've been lying down.

 

I felt super tired.

 

Just as I was about to sleep, I heard a familiar voice come, booming to my ears.

 

 

The voice was muffed, until my ears finally opened up.

 

It was Mark's voice.

 

 

I felt like crying. Because of what he said, about me not dying just yet.

 

But no tears fell, my eyes shifted to the right. Where I can see a chair, then back to the bare wall.

 

My vision was blurry for I don't know how long, but soon it started clearing up.

 

 

I blinked a few times, noticing 2 people were by my side.

 

I wished one of them could get in my view. So I can see them.

 

 I missed Mark.

 

And to lay here, to blink and breathe was tiring me out. For literally, hours.

 

 

How long have I been in this hospital?

 

 

Every few hours, nurses would come in and check on me. Because they knew how to release needles from my body and check my pulse.

 

That's how I got the idea that I was in still in the hospital.

 

 

 

Elle's P.O.V

 

 

"Marybella, please look our way." I said.

 

 

Just as I closed my eyes, I felt movement.

 

I saw Marybella's hand curl on mine. She was moving around, searching for my fingers.

 

 

I touched her fingers quickly and looked to Mark. 

 

Mark looked up, shocked and saw at Marybella who was blinking a million times.

 

 

"Marybella? Move! Move your body." he said smiling.

 

 

She moved a hand to my hair as iIbent down, she touched my face and touched my nose.

 

She left out a sigh like breath.

 

 

She did it again, this time pronoucing something.

 

I leaned in again and she did it this time more clearly.

 

 

She said. "Haa,...ell...Ell...Elle."

 

 

"Yes, Elle. Elle!" I said dramatically, then beginning to cry.

 

 

I never felt so much joy in my heart.

 

Mark bended over, looking into her eyes. She twitched, then shifted her eyes to his direction.

 

 

She moves her eyes all around the room, then back at Mark. 

 

She smiled. Then, he smiled.

 

"She's awake, her body's awake" he said excitedly smilng.

 

 

"Ma...Mac-....Mark."

 

She said in the same breathless voice as she did with my mine.

 

"She said my name." Mark said smiling, kissing Marybella on the forehead.

 

 

Nurses rushed in.

 

"I heard Marybella on my speakercom." one nurse said.

 

"Yes, she's awake now." Mark said, looking to Marybella who was staring his way.

 

 

She moved her fingers, then the rest of her body.

 

She was like a robot, coming back to life. Every single edge and bone she moved had control again.

 

 

She lifted her head and looked around.

 

She pointed weakly to the glass filled with water.

 

 

The nurse handed it to her, as Marybella shakingly took off the breathing mask.

 

The nurse helped Marybella drink from the glass.

 

 

"There we go." the nurse said.

 

She puts the breathing mask back on Bella.

 

Marybella laid in bed, looking around then back to the two of us. 

 

 

She smiled as she pulled us slowly into an embrace.

 

We hugged tightly, then let go.

 

"Well done Bella. We thought it might have taken days, but maybe. It was just a miracle." the nurse said.

 

 

 

I was the first to ask Marybella a question once the nurse had left and was gone.

 

"What was it like to sleep for a long time-" I start.

 

 

Mark interuppted. "We should let her rest."

 

I looked to Mark, worriedly.

 

"Did you feel pain?" he begins to ask Marybella.

 

"You just want to get your question in, huh?" I said with a snarky remark.

 

Mark smiled. Two can play that game.

 

 

I smiled to him, all knowingly.

 

We went back and forth.

 

"Does it hurt breathing?"

 

"Are you thirsty?"

 

"Tell me all about it?"

 

 

We both stop, lastly leaning in to her.

 

She shook her head slightly, looking frustrated.

 

"Ric....eee,..Rik,..Ki...Rikki." she said to us.

 

 

My eyes fell down.

 

"Oh Rikki's home, I guess." I said.

 

Mark gives a sigh, looking at Marybella lovingly

 

"But it's okay now, you're awake. I've been waiting days and hours for you to wake up. I'm so happy your awake."

 

Mark interuppts me, and begins snuggling Marybella who was smiling.

 

 

He looked more bagged and tired than I was.

 

 

I heard my phone ring and it was a call from a random number.

 

I walked to the hallway, to answer the call.

 

 

"Hello Ms. Elle Woods, we need you to come down to the Yodo apartments. We have secured and sealed the apartment. We need contact with the previous owner, to come see if it's a possible recovery option to put it up for rent." the strange sounding woman said.

 

 

I remember, from last time, before I found out Marybella was in the hospital.

 

"Okay i'll be there." I said, turning off my phone afterwards.

 

 

I looked over to Marybella, who was enjoying being awake again.

 

I walked over to her smiling.

 

"Marybella, I have to go. But I promise i'll be back to see you again, before you're released from the hospital. I have something to check up on right now. But wish me luck at the blog meet up." I said. 

 

 

She looked at me concerned and upset for me to leave and for the blog meeting.

 

"Yeah I know, you can't make it. But make it up to me and get better." I said smiling.

 

 

She smiled back and Mark hugged me briefly before I left the hospital.

  

--

 

Mark's P.O.V

 

 

I looked down at her beautiful skin. It's not so pale anymore, and her cheeks filled with color.

 

Her smile brought me back to reality.

 

It kept me grounded once more.

 

 

"Marybella." I said softly, sitting down next to her.

 

"For the longest time I dreamed of one day asking the big question and I want to say it now."

 

 

She looked at me confused, then continued listening.

 

"You are the most, greatest person i've ever met. You are beautiful, and funny. And your accent drives me crazy everytime. And seeing you hide and not tell anyone that you have cancer, it was hurting me."

 

 

Marybella looked solmenly at me.

 

"But I learned to accept you, whether you need to hide something or not. I will always love you, forever."

 

 

She smiled, looking to the side as if she needed to say something back. But couldn't.

 

"I know, don't talk yet,....but whatever happens. Now would be a better time, to ask the woman I love...."

 

 

I looked down and took out the ring that I had in my pocket, the whole time.

 

When I got to the hospital 2 days ago, I didn't think I'd propose right now.

 

"Marybella...will you marry me?" I said.

 

 

She smiled widely. She removed her breathing mask and cleared her thorat.

 

"Yes."

 

She said it softly, and loud enough for me to here.

 

I place the ring on her finger, as she looked up at me. She kissed me abruptly.

 

 

My biggest goal in life, was to marry someone after realizing that they're the only one. The right person, and I want it with Bella.

 

No matter what the situtation or place is, to ask her.

 

We both hug, then I turned on the tv. So we could watch the news.

 

--

 

Elle's P.O.V.

 

 

I drove out to the old apartment place and saw that guy from last time in the FARELLE parking lot, standing near the entrace.

 

"Why, of all days do I have to be here today." I say silently to myself.

 

I approach the man, finally.

 

"What's the situation?" i say.

 

 

"Ms. Elle Woods, we're putting your apartment up for rent. And you don't have a legal contract with this place, so thanks for your cooperation on this break in." he says.

 

 

"Wait, No. What!?" I say back.

 

Is this a joke.

 

"You can't take away this apartment, this is my home. My childhood, where I grew up. I plan to grow old and die in this apartment." I shot back.

 

 

"You can get this apartment again. That is, if you apply like a regular person and fight for the place. But we'll have to have the pervious owner of the home, sign to release the apartment over." he replies.

 

 

I thought, who was the first owner?

 

"My mom, I have to get mom down here." I said taking out my phone.

 

 

I called her and she answered.

 

"Mom, can you get down here to Manhattan?" I said.

 

 

God, I am so selish for this. Calling my mom, for this? This apartment?

 

When have I ever returned anything to her, other than to ask her a favor.

 

 

"Elle, I was just about to call you. I'm actually in my Manhattan right now. I came to see your blog media meet up with your father, he's been raving about."

 

 

I heard her voice echo nearby, she was possibly from across the street.

 

"Mom!" I yelled at her across the street.

 

 

She waved to me, when she looked up.

 

She talked with my dad on her way to me, while I made conversation with the guy who was selling our old apartment.

 

"Mom, you have to sign this paper to be able to release the apartment in your name over to me. I might have to fight other people to get it, but this ensures that I will." I explained to her.

 

 

She looks at me, with worry. Than turns her saddened expression to the man.

 

"I can't let you rent our apartment." Mom said, to the strange guy.

 

 

"Actually there's been a break in about a while ago, they sealed everything up and now they're selling it to the landlord to rent it out." the man said.

 

Mom hurried, and signed the papers.

 

"Suck on this, i'm keeping the apartment. Even if it goes to Elle next," my mom said.

 

"Great, the process is done. Now we just have to hand in your application and hope that you get it," the guy says to me.

 

My expression turns grey.

 

"Actually to keep the apartment, that is, even if you do get it. You'll have to move in to keep it, for at least one year." the man said.

 

 

I pulled my mom to the side at the words.

 

"Mom, are you sure about this. I have the house, I don't need the apartment,

 

"No, my daughter fought for it. Once you get it approved, i'll stay to keep the place warm. With your father while you stay at the house. There's nothing with a place in your name for me."

 

"But mom, one year? You have to leave Rosewood for this. You don't have to. We can sell it!"  I reply.

 

 

Mom interuppted. 

 

"No, if keeping the apartment means living in it for living purposes, then i'm willing to do it. Plus, a year can give Bali the chance to explore New York properly this time." mom said.

 

She then turned back to the man.

 

 

"We'll move in to keep her apartment." she said, smiling at my dad next to her.

 

"Well then, welcome come home Mrs. Woods. I'll make sure, her application, get's put to the top of the list. Who knows, maybe I'll even be there when she gets picked for it." he said.

 

 

Mom, dad and me left the scene.

 

It was horrible enough to experience those emotions.

 

 

I went back to my car, wanting to go home. But I was stopped from the same guy.

 

"Hello again..." he said.

 

"I forgot, your name is Craig right?" i said.

 

"Your times up, give up now and come with me." he said

 

 

"Wait, aren't you working at the Yodo apartments? I won't be needing your services anymore, but thanks for your help." I say.

 

 

"I'm not with anyone. I am a P.I. and you're under arrest." he said.

 

I scoff.

 

"This is a joke right? How many jobs do you have?" I say, jokingly.

 

 He stares at me with hard eyes. 

 

"Whatever," I