So, i didn't get veyr many comments on the preface, which i kind of expected because some of you must be a little disappointed that I'm putting TOOMA on hold, but I hope you can forgive me! Please comment here with your feedback telling me what you REALLY think about it. Or at least tell me why you liked it. Thank you!
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Hayley hated her job. Working at the train station day after day got tiring and repetitive. You could only smile so much when collecting train tokens and dealing with people who seemed to always be in a permanent bad mood. The only time of the day she could look forward to, was seeing him.
Every morning he would smile as he gave her the token and she would see him again at 7pm still in his dapper suit; obviously showing that he was extremly wealthy, and a hit with women because he would come back with a blond or two on his arm, laughing and smiling, having a great time. She only hoped that she would meet a man like that who would sweep her off her feet and marry her.
She had seen him this morning, but did not show up on the 7 o clock train. Hayley didn't think much of it as she clocked out from the booth. It was a week before christmas and it was snowing lightly, covering a thin layer of white on the ground. She heard a commotion and glanced in the direction it was coming from. What looked to be a mugger attacking another man.
As she looked more closely she realized it was him, her dream guy. She didn't dare to try to stop the mugger in fear of her own life, and watched in horror as the mugger knocked the man onto the train tracks, clearly knocking him unconscious. The mugger fled as he saw the last train of the night approaching, clearly unaware of the man lying on the tracks.
Taking a leap of courage, Hayley rushed over to the tracks and tried to get ahold of the man, who was clearly heavier than she had thought. It didn't help that her tiny frame didn't give her much strength. Hayley struggled to drag him off the tracks as the train was approaching fast. Her heart was pounding as she used up all the strength she could muster and drug him off the tracks seconds before the train could have taken both of their lives.
She fell onto her knees, breathing heavily as she laid his head on her lap, the blood started to stain her trenchcoat as she frantically called 911, hoping that he was going to be alright.
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"M'am, can you tell me what happened?" The EMT asked as they strapped him to the gurney.
"I was getting off work, and I saw him being mugged and he was pushed onto the tracks, and I-I pulled him off of them." Hayley stammered, shivering from the cold.
He looked at her in disbelief. "What about the mugger?"
"He ran away when he saw the train coming." She explained quickly.
"And you dragged him off of the tracks?" He asked her again, raising his brow in disbelief. She didn't blame him for thinking that. For a girl as tiny as she was, it was an unlikely feat. She nodded feebly, glancing back and forth between the emt and the man. He wasn't looking so good.
"Can I ride with him? I just want to make sure he is okay." She practically begged. The emt looked at her in what could only be sympathy and pity. He pursed his lips and nodded, getting in the back of the ambulance. Hayley followed behind him nervously, sitting beside the man as the emts worked on him.
She held her breath and held his hand that was ice cold. It was the only thing she could do. It didn't matter if she knew him at all; if she was unconscious in an ambulance, she would want someone to hold her hand too and pray that she was going to be okay.
Once they reached the hospital, Hayley trailed behind as they rushed him inside, talking frantically about preparing an operating room. She followed them inside and tried not to be in the way. A nurse looked up and glanced at her, whispering to the woman next to her and walked over to Hayley. "I'm sorry miss, but we have to ask you to leave now."
"But I-I just need to make sure he's okay." Hayley stammered, not understanding why.
"He will be fine after his operation, don't worry." She tried to tell her as she shuffled Hayley towards the waiting room doors.
"No, you don't understand. I-I saved his life. I need to know that he is going to be okay." Hayley begged desperatley.The nurse pursed her lips and let out a sigh. She lead Hayley to the woman in one of the front desks. "Can this woman give you her number for you to let her know of Mr.Farro's condition after his surgery?"
The woman behind the desk, looked at her with slight irration. She adjusted her glasses and set her pen down, leaning against the desk. "I'm sorry, but I can only do that for his family."
Hayley glanced at the nurse as she pursed her lips again. "She is Mr.Farro's fiance." She said quickly. Hayley glanced at her again with a surprised look, hoping that that would be the end of it.
"Alright," she paused, looking at Hayley. "Your name, miss?"
"Uh, Hayley Williams." She said, as she fiddled with the ends of her scarf.
"We have a waiting room for next of kin, if you would like to wait there Miss Williams." The woman said a little more politely. She got up from her desk and gestured for Hayley to follow her down the hall. "I'm sure he is going to be just fine." She smiled at her, patting Hayley's hand.
Hayley swallowed hard. "I hope so," she said with her throat tight. The minute she knew that he was going to be alright, she was going to leave the hospital, and leave this whole mess behind her.