I'm Nothing Without You Chap11

Chapter 11

‘Klive are you going to the meeting?’ his Dad asks him curiously. They were having breakfast that morning and Klive just return from the hospital, take a nice shower and now eating his breakfast.

‘I’m going Dad. But I need to go first to the hospital and check her out.’ Klive said without looking at his Dad.

‘You’ve been there already.’ Mr. Thompson said to his son. He saw that his son just shrug, he then ask him. ‘How is she?’

‘Like always, she is still cold, pale and unresponsive. But her heart still beats independently. It is just that she still hasn’t regained her consciousness.’ He said lamely to his parents.

‘Klive, are you sure she will regains her consciousness? It’s been a month-’

‘What kind of question is that Mom?’ he interrupts his Mom from her sentence. ‘She WILL regain her consciousness and I have no doubt to that.’ he said and started evacuating his chair. ‘I’m not going home for dinner.’ He informs his parents and then turns his back and started marching towards their door.

‘His disposition is getting worse everyday.’ His mother commented with a sigh.

‘His disposition is different when Ms. Henrich is involved.’ Mr. Thompson said to his wife.

‘You’re right dear.’

After a minute Klive arrives at the ICU and immediately goes to Avie’s bed. ‘Hi Avie.’ He greeted her. He kiss her forehead like he would always do when he visit Avie. He notices that her lashes move as if she just blinks. Shock, Klive look at her face steadily and expecting that any moment she will open her eyes. Disappointed, he seats to the chair beside her bed, he holds her hand and put it to his cheeks. ‘Avie, when will you open your eyes?’ he said with sadness in his voice. ‘I miss you. I miss your voice, miss your laugh, miss your wit and I miss those beautiful green eyes of yours.’ He said solemnly at her. He sighs upon seeing her with no reaction. He then shift his head towards her hand kiss it, and closes his eyes. ‘Please Avie…’

Klive’s face rested on Avie’s hand for a minute before he abruptly disturb by a nurse. She apologies to him and informs him that it is time for Avie’s daily assessment. Klive just nods at the nurse and didn’t move from where he seated. He observes the nurse doing a thorough assessment to Avie.

‘This is nice.’ The nurse said to her self, smiling.

‘What’s nice?’ ask Klive to the nurse without any expression in both his face and voice.

She shakes her head to him. ‘I guess Dr. O’Connor will tell you when he do his rounds. It isn’t my job sir.’ Informs the nurse to him upon seeing him raises his brow to her answer.

Klive just nods at her. The nurse then bids him goodbye after she finishes all the stuff she needed to do for Avie’s assessment. Still holding her hand, Klive sigh at the absurdity of everything. ‘I do hope that is good news Avie. Well time to go. I have a meeting at an hour and they’ll need my presence their. Mom will come here anytime to keep you company okay? I’ll be here before dinner comes.’ He informs Avie.

For the past four weeks he keeps on talking to Avie. He had read in an article about comatose that patient’s still have the ability to hear their environment and sometimes response to it. He uses that proven fact on Avie. He keeps her updated about Oliver’s case and everything. He even informs her about his daily schedules and told her about his day. It has been a routine for Klive and for the past four weeks he hadn’t receive any response in Avie. It was as if he was talking to himself but he didn’t mind. He hopes that by talking to Avie it may trigger her consciousness and some how regain her consciousness.

‘I’m going now Avie.’ He stands up and gave Avie another kiss in her forehead, still he is holding her hands interlocking with his. After kissing Avie goodbye, Klive notices that Avie’s grip to his hand tightens. ‘Avie?!’ he called. ‘Avie? Avie. Please if you heard me, please open your eyes. Avie…’ he waited for a minute to pass but still Avie haven’t given him any response.

Frustrated with himself he yanks his hand from Avie’s and angrily speaks at her. ‘Since how long you’ve been planning to stay that way Avie Henrich?’ he asks her furiously. ‘I know you were angry with me but please don’t do this to me.’ He whispers. ‘I can endure your cold treatment to me but this… please Avie.’

Klive sighs. He silently goes out the hospital and goes to work. Throughout the meeting he keep can’t concentrate. His mind keeps on wandering on Avie. What does the nurse means? He asks himself. Avie hasn’t been like that these past days. What is happening to her?

‘Mr. Thompson? Sir?’ someone calls his attention. ‘Are you still with us?’

For the fourth time that day, his attention has called. He puts his two fingers on his temple and gently massages it. ‘I’m sorry Mr. Jones.’ He apologies from the CEO of a dependent company to the Thompson Inc ever since it started its function. ‘Please do go on.’

Mr. Jones continues with his presentation. Klive didn’t know why but for the first time he’d ever remember, he felt bore with this meeting. He is in a hurry to go to the hospital to be able to talk with Avie’s doctor about her responses earlier. He wanted some answers so badly that he cut off the meeting early. He’s glad that the gentlemen agree with him. His alibi was he’s not feeling well and coming from amnesia he easily convinced them.

Hurriedly, he went to the hospital after eating his lunch. He looks for Dr. O’Connor from the staff of the ICU. To his dismay, the doctor just left and will be back the next day. Klive decided to see Avie. There he found both his parents were at Avie’s bedside. ‘Hi Mom, Dad, how is she?’

‘Still the same, unresponsive as before. How was the meeting?’ His dad asks him. He’s been retired from handling the company seven years ago but had been the CEO temporarily on Klive’s absence.

‘It’s okay dad.’ He kisses his mother’s cheeks. He then moved towards Avie’s head part. ‘Hey, I’m here.’ He said in a whisper and then pecks her cheeks. ‘How are you?’ he asks not expecting an answer from her. He brushes off a loose hair and then sighs. Upon raising his gaze from Avie to his parents, he saw them throwing glances at each other and then to him. Klive ignores them. ‘Was Dr. O’Connor told you any development in Avie’s case?’

His parents shook their in unison.

After an hour of staying with Klive, his parents bid him goodbye. As they were on their way out, Klive couldn’t help but think about the hardships that they had gone through together, the family’s tradition and all. But still Jake and Katharine stayed happily in love with each other. He smiles remembering a very beautiful memory of his parent’s golden anniversary. He’s father were narrating him about their love story. One sentence stuck him the most. ‘I love you so much honey, you know that I’m nothing without you.’ He sighs. Love had strengthened his parent’s relationship after being tested with so many trails.

He hopes someday he will find a love just like his parents. A love so strong that it can endure all the trails and pains that his world may inflict to it. Being a Billionaire, it is difficult to find even true love. He must first find a person that sees only him, not the bank accounts that he has own. He must find a person who chooses him over his money and a person-

Klive stop assessing his love life when he saw Avie made a fist to her right hand. He immediately took her hand and interlocks it with his. He could fell the pressure she’s making. ‘Avie…’ he calls her but then again, she didn’t respond. After a moment he felt her grip lightens.

I slowly open my eyes. I first see a white fluorescent bulb which illuminates the room fairly. I heard a machine keeps on beeping, it sounds as if it’s near me. Have I fell asleep in the lounge again? What time is it now? I ask my self and slowly I turn my head to my right expecting to see a clock. There it is! Its 10 already. I should stand up now, Ethan might look for me. I though. I’m about to moved but I stop at the realization that someone is holding my hand. Who could that be? Gareth possible, I though silently, I closes my eyes and enjoying the feeling that Gareth’s hand interlocks with mine. I squeeze my hand which is now interlocking with Gareth, telling him that I’m alright and I just needed some rest.

‘Avie?!’ someone asks from nowhere. ‘Do you hear me Avie?’

Who is Avie? I wonder my self. I slowly open my eyes and slowly turn my head to the owner of the voice. I see a figure hovering over me but my eyes were blurry. I can’t see the face of the person.

‘Hey. How are you feeling?’

‘Ga-Gareth? I-Is that y-you baby?’ I ask weakly.

I felt him stiffen beside and he’s hesitation to his next words. ‘Avie, it’s me Klive, I mean Leigh.’

‘Le-Leigh?’ I try to remember that name. Who is Avie? I can’t help but ask my self.

‘Yes Avie it’s me Leigh, remember?’