A/N: Hey there. My last story sort of flopped, so I had to make up for it. So, here's another story. Please, Please review. I own nothing except the plot, and some random OC's. Enjoy!
Revenge
Provost Higgins sat in his office, contemplating what to do. A student is in the hospital, and a staff member of his elite school is to blame. 'What kind of headline will that be?' he thought. 'Star Swimmer in Hospital After Being Crushed by Drunken Coach's Car.'
24 hours earlier
Caleb, Pogue, Reid, and Tyler were at Nicky's, where they could usually be found. Tonight, it was just the guys. Kate and Sarah were having a girls' night out.
"Is that who I think it is?" Pogue asked, motioning at a man sitting at the bar. "Is that Coach Hill?" They all looked over there and laughed.
"It is," Reid said. "He looks pretty wasted." He laughed. "I'm not so sure that that behavior is befitting of a coach at Spencer," he said, changing the words of the same spiel he got several weeks earlier.
"Let's go play some pool." Tyler got up. "Come on, Reid," he said. Reid got up and they walked passed where Coach Hill was seated.
"Hey boys," Coach spoke up. "I'm a little embarrassed that you guys saw me this way." He took another drink of what ever the heck he was drinking.
"No worry. Just know this," Reid said. Tyler rolled his eyes. He knew Reid too well to think he'd pass up the opportunity to get back at any one of authority. "I'm not sure that this behavior is befitting a coach at Spencer Academy." Coach Hill laughed a little, and Reid and Tyler continued their way to the pool table.
"You know he's gonna give you crap in practice for that," Tyler said, laughing. Reid sighed.
"I really don't care," he said.
"I'm just going to really enjoy it when you are swimming laps well after practice and we're all hanging out and having fun," Tyler said, grinning at the thought. "I'll be stripes."
"Okay. Hey, what do you think the girls are doing tonight?" Reid asked, setting up for his first shot.
"Probably something girly, stereotypically girly," Tyler answered.
"That sure leaves a lot up to the imagination," Reid commented. Reid took his first shot, and sunk two balls. This went on for a few more turns, before he finally screwed up.
Tyler took his turn, and did poorly compared to Reid's amazing skill at pool. "At least I don't have to cheat to win. Look at me," he said, checking Reid's eyes. When he found them to be their usual blue, he sighed.
Reid found that humorous. "Ha," he said, sinking three more balls. That game of pool proved to be very short, seeing as how Tyler only got to go once, and Reid had already won. "Let's go get some food."
Tyler walked over and ordered fries and a coke. "Reid, do you want something to drink?" Reid knew that even though Coach was drunk, it was probably a stupid idea to get drunk in front of him.
"I'll have a coke," he called. "Hey, boys, what's up?" Reid walked over to where Caleb and Pogue were seated, discussing something.
"Nothing," Caleb answered. "Why?" he asked.
"It seemed to me that you guys were discussing something serious, and I want to know what," Reid said. "You can trust me." Tyler laughed, walking up behind where Reid was standing. "What? You think I'm untrustworthy or something?"
"Okay, Pogue and I have been having weird dreams," Caleb said. "Would either of you know what their about?" Even though Caleb made it seem like he was addressing both of them, he was only looking at Reid.
"That's not that big of a secret, now is it? I told you you could tell me," Reid said. "And I have nothing to do with it. Tyler?"
"Nope."
"Reid, are you sure. I don't mean to press, but Tyler wouldn't lie to me, and you're the only one left," Caleb said.
"Screw you," Reid said, turning away. Tyler grabbed him by the arm and turned him back around to the table.
"This is exactly why we didn't want to tell you what we were talking about till we were sure. We all know what happened last time we accused Reid of something like this," Pogue said, as nicely as he could put it.
"That wasn't my fault," Reid insisted. "What were the dreams about?" he asked.
"I'm not sure. They're disturbing, that's all I know," Caleb said. "Last night, it was really weird. Reid got hit by a car, and Tyler fell down the stairs. Pogue and I were the only ones left." Reid looked at Tyler.
"That's nice," Tyler said, sighing. "I'll just have to avoid stairs for a while." He tried to laugh about it, but if Caleb was worried, there was probably good reason.
"What am I going to do?" Reid asked, smiling. "I can't just avoid cars for the rest of my life." Reid sat down next to Pogue. "Pass the ketchup," he said.
"Reid, I have a feeling this is serious. For all I know, it could be Chase trying to get back at me for not willing him my powers," Caleb tried to hit this home for Reid, but he just dunked a fry in the ketchup and ate it, grinning.
"Caleb, Caleb, Caleb. Once I dreamed that Tyler and I magically grew ten times more powerful than you, and you had to bow down to us. Did that ever happen?" Reid asked.
Pogue laughed. "Like that would ever happen." Reid glared his way, but then grinned.
"I've got an idea, guys," Reid said. "Let's go spy on the girls." Tyler grinned, and so did Pogue. Caleb took a little longer to sink to their level of immaturity, but eventually, he smiled and stood up.
"Let's go," he said, walking out to the parking lot. They had taken Tyler's car, and made their way there. Tyler had parked it across the street though, to avoid scratches. He really babied that car.
The road was completely deserted tonight, so they didn't even have to stop before stepping foot into the road. Tyler, Pogue, and Caleb were almost across when they heard Reid's cell phone go off. They turned around just in time to see him fumble around in his pocket for it. "Hello?" he answered. He didn't recognize the number. "There's no one there," he said, putting it back in his pocket.
All of a sudden, there was a car headed straight for him. No one saw it coming until it was too late, and it impacted with Reid, who was still standing in the middle of the road.
"Oh my gosh!" Pogue yelled. "Call 911!" Caleb ran over to where his friend was screaming in pain. The car managed to knock him to the ground, and pen him down with the back tire. He was trapped, lying on his stomach, with the weight of the car crushing down on his back.
"Reid!" Tyler yelled, running over to where Caleb was crouched next to Reid's head. Reid hadn't stopped screaming, and Tyler was disturbed by the image of the pain and fear in Reid's face. Fear was one thing he was not accustomed to seeing in his face, since Reid wouldn't let himself show it.
Caleb was trying to calm his friend down, but that wasn't possible right now. Reid was in so much pain, that he wasn't even sure if he could hear him. "Is the driver alive?" Caleb asked. Pogue walked over to the driver's window, and looked in.
"Holy crap," he almost fell backwards. "It's Coach Hill. It looks like he's dead." Pogue opened the door, and the man fell out onto the pavement, clearly lifeless. "He's dead for sure. Is Reid conscious?" he asked.
"Yeah, but I bet he wishes he weren't," Tyler said. By now, there was a fairly large crowd surrounding them. "Why can't we just use our power and lift the car off?" Tyler asked quietly, clearly freaking out.
"Look around!" Caleb yelled. Tyler looked like a hurt puppy when ever you yelled at him. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have yelled."
Pogue was over kneeling next to them now. Nicky himself was out seeing what all the commotion was about. When he saw the body of the driver, he said, "I should've known he'd get behind the wheel. Has anyone called 911?" Nicky had grown to care for Caleb and his friends. They were the most respectful teens that ever came into his bar.
"I did, and they said they'd be here soon," Pogue said. He knew what soon meant. It had taken forever for them to get to where he'd crashed his motorcycle, or more, Chase crashed it for him. And Reid was in a lot worse shape than he was.
Reid's screams had been reduced to mere whimpers, and the occasional moan. "Reid, can you hear me?" Caleb asked. Reid nodded. "An ambulance is on its way, it'll be over soon. They'll get you out of here."
"Get this car off of me!" he screamed as loud as he could, which wasn't very loud granted how much screaming he'd done moments ago. "Come on! It hurts!"
"There are too many people around. I'm so sorry," Caleb said quietly, so no one else could here, wanting more than ever to just expose their stupid covenant.
Reid didn't seem to understand that, and just grew more agitated. He was desperately trying to get out from under the car. "Keep him from moving!" someone in the crowd yelled. "He'll do more damage than already has been done. I'm a doctor," the man said.
"Then come here!" Tyler said. "Help him!" The man ran over and knelt down where they were all gathered.
"What's his name?" the man asked.
"Reid," Caleb answered.
"Reid, look at me," the man positioned his face practically against the ground, right in front of Reid's bruised face. Reid opened his eyes, and looked around. "Look at me." Reid's eyes finally settled on the man's face.
"Okay, can you move you r fingers?" the man asked, sitting up. Reid did so.
"That's a good thing, right?" Tyler asked. "I mean, if he can move, then he's not paralyzed." The man nodded grimly.
"What's you're name?" he asked Tyler.
"Tyler…why?" he asked.
"Tyler, why don't you go get some air. I promise he'll be fine. All you're doing is freaking yourself out."
"Come on Tyler, let's go see if the ambulance is coming yet. We'll call the girls and tell them to meet us at the hospital," Pogue said, taking the doctors hint. Tyler was causing more problems than he was solving by freaking out. Tyler reluctantly stood up, and he and Pogue walked a little bit past the crowd.
"You still with me, Reid?" the man asked, his focus on Reid again. Reid nodded. His face was so pitiful, it wrenched at Caleb's stomach. Reid was the one who was always too tough for any attention like this. It was really hard seeing him like this. "Can you wiggle you're toes?" the man leaned over to where Reid's feet were positioned under the car. The man smiled a little when he saw a faint movement of Reid's feet.
"Good," he said. "Do you think anything's broken?" Reid attempted to laugh sarcastically, but it turned into a wheeze. "I mean besides your back," he corrected.
Reid nodded. "Head, leg maybe, and…I don't know," he said weakly. Caleb was really relieved when he heard the sirens of the ambulance. When the paramedics arrived, they immediately began clearing out the crowd.
"Hey, what's your name," Caleb asked, standing up and extending a hand to the man who'd been helping.
"Alex Rowland," he said. The paramedics were all clustered around Reid, and doing their job. "And I think I'm gonna head out. I've got to get home to my family." Caleb nodded, and the Alex walked away.
Caleb saw Pogue and Tyler walking up. "Hey guys." He gave them a grim smile. Tyler seemed to have calmed down.
"How's he doing?" Pogue asked, standing next to Caleb, a few feet from where the paramedics were working their magic.
"He's not paralyzed, so that's good news, but he's still obviously in a lot of pain, and," Caleb paused. "I'm really worried guys. This is exactly like my dream. It's too creepy."
"It's probably just a coincidence," Pogue said, not believing what he was saying. "Or, not," he corrected when he saw Caleb's look of disbelief.
A police man walked over to them. "Could any of you tell me what happened here?" he asked. Caleb looked at his friends, and then took the initiative.
"We were walking across the street, and we turned around, just as a car came out of nowhere and hit Reid. The driver was dead when we went to see," Caleb said, motioning to the body on the ground outside the driver's side door.
"Do you have any idea who was driving? Your friend said something about a coach, and swimming," the cop asked.
"Yeah. We're all on the swim team over at Spencer Academy. He is…was, the swim coach. Coach Hill. I think his first name is Frank, or something like that," Pogue said. "Can we go talk to Reid?"
"Not right now. It would be best if you would just wait here."
"Could you at least tell us what's going on?" Tyler asked, annoyed that no one was telling them anything. "When are you going to get that stupid car off him?" The cop looked at his watch.
"We called the fire department 5 minutes ago. They're going to bring a crane," the cop said. "I'm going to go see what's going on over there. Why don't you guys go do something? You could call his parents.
Pogue shook his head at that. "Sure," he said. He and Tyler started walking away. "Coming Caleb?"
"No. Go on. I'll be right over," he said. Caleb walked closer to where Reid was still lying.
Reid caught sight of him. "Caleb," he said softly. "It hurts!"
Caleb ran over, and knelt next to Reid. "I'm right here. They're going to get you out of here soon.
"Son, you need to step back," one of the paramedics said, putting a hand on Caleb's shoulder.
"Caleb!" Reid yelled this time. "I'm scared!" Caleb looked up at the paramedic, and then grabbed Reid's hand.
"I'm still here," he said. "Please let me stay. If I get too in the way, I'll leave, but he needs me here right now." The paramedic nodded reluctantly. "Reid, tell me something. Didn't you have a date with that new girl at school last week?" he asked
Reid nodded. "Tell me about her," Caleb said, trying to get Reid distracted.
"She's hot, but too nice. She yelled at me when I cussed Aaron out for hitting on her," Reid said, smiling faintly. Caleb smiled a bit too. He heard a big truck coming. It was a big crane looking thing.
"Hey, guess what? The crane's here. You'll be out of here in no time," Caleb said. Reid was getting weaker by the second. He'd been laying under that car for over an hour, waiting for help.
"Finally," he whispered. "Make sure Tyler stays away from stairs." Caleb smiled and nodded.
"Reid, I'm gonna go wait over there. I'm kinda in the way." Reid nodded slowly, and Caleb stood up and walked over to where Pogue and Tyler were sitting along the curb.
"Did you call his mom?" Caleb asked.
"Yeah, but I only reached her message machine. She's probably out with her new boyfriend. I believe his name is Antonio, and he's 25 years old," Pogue said, shaking his head.
They all sat there, watching the firemen hook up the crane to the car. There wasn't much more they could do, other than just watch.
After twenty more minutes of waiting, they were finally ready to lift the car off Reid. "Finally," Pogue said, standing up, to see what was going on. Tyler and Caleb stood up too. What none of them expected was that lifting the car off would be ten times more painful than actually being crushed under it. When the crane started to lift, Reid screamed in agony, louder than anybody thought he had the breath for. Tyler started to run forward, but Pogue held onto him. Nicky was outside again, and walked to stand next to the three boys.
"At least he's out of there," he said. Caleb and Pogue nodded, but Tyler was near tears. Reid was still screaming, and he wasn't stopping. It got even worse when the paramedics began to lift him onto the stretcher. Finally, when the jostling and movements stopped, he calmed down. The three other boys ran forward. Nicky followed, sincerely worried.
"Can we ride with him?" Caleb asked.
The paramedic looked at them. "One of you can," he said. The three boys looked at each other.
"I think Caleb should. Tyler, I hate to break it to you, but you're a little crazy right now. We can go see if we can find his mom," Pogue said, putting a hand on Tyler's shoulder. Tyler nodded, and they went over to talk to Reid before they left.
"Reid, how you doing buddy?" Pogue asked, walking up. Reid was so worn out, he could barely open his eyes, let alone answer. "Tyler and I are going to meet you guys back at the hospital. Caleb's going to ride with you." They left, and got into Tyler's truck, with Pogue driving.
Remember to REVIEW! Thanks a bunch. Tell me if I should continue.
