Chap2

Think. Breathe. That's all you can do in a life or death situation. I closed my eyes and took deep breaths to calm myself.

It's fine. Just think

"P-please...help...,"Jess moaned softly. I looked down in pity. Her breathing was shallow and face becoming pale.

"Hang in there girl. I got you," I dug around in my bag for any medication that could help. Hmm herbs? Maybe. Worth a shot. I grabbed a leaf and had her eat it. It wasn't easy and I had to move her jaw. Unfortunately she wasn't a secret demigod. My heart was pounding in my ears from fear and I could barely hear my thoughts. I closed my eyes trying to concentrate then-click- i got my answer. A doctor! I mentally kicked myself feeling stupid. Jess was moaning pitifully. Her eyes were hazy and I knew moving fast was key.
"Your gunna be okay," I told her while picking her up bridal style. After making sure I could handle her weight, I took off at a fast jog. Looking left and right I was searching for a hospital. Knowing that it would probably be on the outskirts, I made my way toward the housing areas.
Moving swiftly and smoothly was easy from all the training I had done. The problem was there were people in my way and potholes everywhere. I ducked and jumped careful not to jostle Jess around. Eventually I found a hospital and breathed a sigh of relief. Running inside I yelled for help. Some nurses quickly came and put her on a roller stretcher.
"W-wait," she coughed out. I shoved a nurse out of the way, who gave me a nasty look, and stood by Jess.

"Jess you'll be fine," I choked out while smiling weakly. She shook her head and reached in her pocket. With almost limp arms she gave me a cell phone.
"Call...Chase," she managed to say with agonizing breaths. I took the phone wincing at how bad this turned out.
"Of course I will. Just promise to get better," I gave her a crooked grin when I spoke. Her eyes lit up a little and I knew this wasn't the end. They wheeled her away and I could only hope for the best.
Sitting in the waiting area, I called Chase. My stomach churned at the thought of how many monsters were getting a signal of my location. But this was for a friend. His phone rang and rang with no pick up and I thought he would never answer. As I was giving up, a voice cane through. It was average pitch but high at times and sounded dorky. I almost laughed but was in the middle of a crisis and knew he wouldn't take it well.
"Hello? Jess is that you," he asked and I winced at her name. His voice was full of worry and annoyance.
"N-no sorry. This is her friend I guess, umm A-Autumn. You need to get to the hospital right away," I stuttered out. Talking to guys, even over phone, wasn't easy for me and having my mind in panic mode didn't help.
He sounded panicked now and shouted over the phone," Oh crud! Be there soon!" The phone clicked and he was gone. Now my mind could race about all the horrible outcomes. I paced to keep my ADHD body from exploding. Would she die? It was my fault. Would she recover but be paralyzed? Brain-dead? Cancer? Leukemia? All my fault! My mind whirled with ideas far from what could happen but it was hard to be optimistic. I was so wrapped in my own thoughts I barely noticed a boy barrel through the doors to the front desk.
"Where is she?! Oh my god my lov-I mean friend better be okay. Please ma'am lady!" The nurse just looked at him like he was crazy.
I knew right away it was him. He had the same panicked voice. His hair was brown and about shoulder length. He was about 15 and had dark brown eyes that could be filled with hatred or kindness. My favorite kind. As soon as I saw him I marched over,"Hey are you umm Chase?"
He looked at me strangely, then a look of understanding passed on his face.
"You were on the phone, Autumn right?" He asked after calming down enough to speak. I simply nodded and explained quickly how I met Jess.
He sighed and sat in a chair with his face in his hands. "She always gets into trouble, even when she tries to have fun. Normal just isn't for her," he said flatly. I nodded and sat down across from him. I didn't know how to console him and make him feel better. So my mind decided to remind me it was my fault. Looking down at my feet I groaned out," Man I'm so sorry. It's my fault." He looked at me like I had just said I had three heads. Then he shook his head. "How could it," he asked, "you just met her."
I didn't want to tell this person my curse and life story so i just told him, "I just have rotten luck." He shrugged it off. He told me how Jess was stupid and did the flip. Again and again I nodded, never speaking as he talked and tried to control his feelings. I took the time to study his features, like how his hair wasn't a perfect part, how he seemed confident about how he spoke. Try and figure out where he and Jess stood. Though I assumed a match made in heaven would fit their title. He rambled on; I told him she would be fine.
It got bad at one point after sitting for hours. I tried to explain how I was a jinx, but he just shrugged it off. It made my mind lose some of its sanity. He had to grip my shoulders and make me look at him so I would be calm. I flinched and tensed my muscles at his touch. I realized I didn't want to be alone or have people caring for me. I hoped to be an outcast after this rendezvous. I also wanted him to hug me and tell me Jess would be fine, but this isn't a fairytale for me. I had to be strong and let him know Jess would be fine. I regained focus and we spent time chatting quietly. I kept up my role as the one to reassure him of Jess's wellness.
A few hours later a nurse came out. She looked worn down and when she spotted us walked over quickly. "Are you friends of Jess?" She asked it politely but I knew there was sorrow in her voice. And something else I couldn't quite put my finger on. It gave me an uneasy feeling.
"Yah we are," Chase answered, "she okay?" The worry had started to creep back in his voice. The nurse looked at us sadly and hesitated. Not answering. I jumped up and gripped where her shoulders met her arm, my knuckles going white.
"Answer us. Now," I looked her dead in the eye, daring her to lie. Her voice shook as she told me something I didn't like but always expected.
"J-Jess will not make it. I'm sorry," she simply stated. Chase pried my hands off her. I'm glad or I would have strangled the nurse. She walked away leaving us with our thoughts. Chase's eyes had tears welling, but I was just numb. Dragging Chase by the arm I walked to the Emergency Room doors. I raised my hand to open the door, but then all I could hear were ear splitting screams.