YAY thanks for all the reviews, y'all inspired me to write more. Rangerbabe this chapter is dedicated to you because that was an amazing idea…..and now you will see it in text! Be excited! I don't how well this chapter will turn out, but I am listening to skin by the Rascal Flatts---who I hate, but love the song---and when I listen to it my writing normally turns out better. So let's hope this chapter does too! And I want to thank chaeergirl13 for editing my story so wonderfully thanks!
"Stephanie, its Tank."
"Its 2am what do you want?" I yelled.
"Its Ranger, he is in the hospital. Come quickly." Click.
Ranger is in the hospital? This isn't possible, Batman never falls, no one can defeat Batman! How serious is it? I don't know anything I have to go to him now.!
I started running around the room frantically looking for clothes, no time for makeup; I need to get to him. What if Ranger is terribly hurt? What if he dies before I get to see him? What if he never gets to know how much I feel for him?
I was crying so hard that I couldn't see out of my eyes. Just then the phone rang. I looked down at the number. Shit.
"What do you want Joe?" I barked.
"Stephanie, I loved you, I tried so hard, why… why…why" He seem to be on the verge of tears. Great, this is exactly what I needed.
"Joe, we went through this earlier today, and Ranger is in the hospital, I need to see him."
"Ah ha! So I was right! You loved him all along! You never really cared for me, did you? All you wanted was a place to run when there was no where else to go. Well fine, go to Ranger, but remember I won't be here when he dumps you for some ditzy blonde!" Joe yelled.
"Ranger would never do that to me! He, unlike you, actually cares about me and not himself. You know what, Joe? Ranger is hurt, bye" and I hung up on him. I have a feeling that was a bad idea.
I ran out to the car and zoomed out of the parking lot. The hospital was only a ten-minute drive on a good day, I made it in 4.
"I'm here to see Rang… Ricardo Mañoso." I told the receptionist.
"He is in ICU, only family is allowed. Are you family?" she asked me.
"Yes, I'm his…….girlfriend." I told her.
She led me back though a bunch of sterile white hallways. It was oddly calm; all you could hear was the beeping of machines. I looked into one of the doors to see a mother lying by her sleeping daughter holding onto her hand like it was the last time she would ever see her daughter. My heart snapped in two. What if that was Ranger?
"It's the third door on the left." She said.
I speed walked down the hall and opened the door quietly.
Ranger was lying there asleep, connected to at least 100 machines. His naturally dark, rich skin was a very pale shade of brown. He had cuts and bruises all over his face. Through the white sheets you could see a bloody bandage surrounding his muscular chest.
I just stood there staring, tears leaking from my eyes, staring at him. He looked like he was in so much pain, yet oddly serene.
Just then I felt a tap on my shoulder and looked up at a worn, battered Tank.
"What happened?"
"I will tell you later." He whispered.
I walked over closer to his bed, my heart thumping loudly in my chest.
I sat down at the edge of his bed a put my hand on his face. He seemed to flinch a little in pain. I wove my hand through his and laid my head next to his.
She dreams she's dancing around
and around without and cares and
her very first true love is holding her
close and the soft wind is blowing
her hair. For a moment she's un-scared.
I awoke to slight movement by Ranger.
"Ranger…"
His eyelids flickered a little bit and opened slightly.
"Babe…" He whispered very quietly.
Then he closed his eyes and the lines on his heart monitor went flat. Alarms and buzzers were going off everywhere.
"Ranger…no, don't, Ranger, I love you."
Okay not amazing, kind of short I know, but I liked it. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW. I don't like writing new chapters unless I get 10 reviews, so keep that in mind. Tell me what you think, what I could do better, or what you liked….if anything!
Yes and the little Italics thing is a line from skin by the Rascal Flatts. It is a really good song, and I HATE HATE HATE country.
