Chapter 4: At the Hospital

Soon the ambulance arrived at where Double D and Eddy were located. The adults soon put Eddy on a stretcher as they carried him to the ambulance car and took him to the hospital. Double D was also riding in the ambulance where Eddy was. There was also a police woman along with him, asking Double D questions on what had happened. While Double D explained what happened, he also handed over the cell phone that he found, saying that the guy who attacked him and Eddy must have dropped it.

"Thank you Eddward," said the police woman as she pocketed the phone, "With his cell phone at hand as evidence, we can find the culprit who attacked you and your friend within a couple of days."

"Thank you officer," Double D thanked weakly as he glanced back over at Eddy. Eddy was now alive, thanks to the machines now hooked to him in the car; but he would be dead if it weren't for Double D's quick thinking and the robber's careless mistake of leaving his cell phone behind.

It was soon that they made it to the hospital. The adults took Eddy out of the ambulance vehicle and rushed him through the hospital doors. Eddy was taken to the emergency room, where Double D could not follow.

"You can't go past this door, son," said one of the nurses as she then went away, leaving Double D in the waiting room, alone.

Double D could only make a sad sigh as he made way to a chair and sat down in a slump. While sitting there, he thought about something. Before all of this happened to them, Eddy was going to tell him something; probably something important, because he knew that Eddy would never miss a chance to go to the candy store. Eddy skipped his chance, 'But why?' Double D kept thinking to himself, 'What was Eddy going to say to me?'

Soon he felt a hand being placed on his left shoulder. Double D looked up with curiosity before widening his eyes with surprise.

It was a man, probably in his mid or late twenties, that was wearing something that a doctor would wear. He had three strands of long, dark rain blue hair sticking out from his head; just like Eddy. The man's facial appearance was identical to Eddy if he were older; he had short, dark blue peach fuzz on his chin and upper lip.

"Are you alright?" the doctor asked him; his voice sounded a little bit like Eddy. The doctor soon sat down next to him in the chair on Double D's right, "You seem upset over something."

"Y-Yes, I am," Double D replied as he then noticed the doctor's nametag; Evan Wendell. He widened his eyes and gasped a little.

The doctor noticed this unusual behavior, "Something wrong?" he asked.

"Y-You're Eddy's brother!" Double D stated with slight awe in his shocked voice, 'I didn't know that Eddy's brother became a doctor.'

"… Yes, I do have a little brother with that name," the doctor replied (AN: Oh, I will call him Dr. Wendell, okay?), "He's about the same as you."

Double D soon came over the shock and then told him why he was here, "Eddy is in the emergency room now."

That was Dr. Wendell's turn to be surprised, "Why? What's wrong with him?"

"He…" Double D started to say, but paused for a second before continuing, "He was stabbed by someone who tried to rob me."

"What?!" Dr. Wendell gasped a little in disbelief, "When did this happen? Does our mom and dad know?!"

"It happened when we were walking home from school, about thirty minutes ago," Double D explained, "And I wouldn't think that his parents would know of this yet."

"I-I'll go call our mom and dad and tell them what happened," Evan said as he got up from where he sat, but he turned back to Double D, "Can you tell me who you are?"

"Err, yes. Well, my name is Eddward Johnson, but everyone knows me as Double D," he replied.

Dr. Wendell nodded his head, "I'll call your parents too, so they would know where you are and not be worried about you."

"Oh… y-yes, of course…" Double D thanked as Dr. Wendell soon left to call Eddy and Double D's parents.

Double D continued to sit there in the waiting room, waiting for a doctor to come out to give a report on Eddy's condition. He then started to think about something; what if Eddy never got well from this? If he did, would he be able to be like he use to be? Or would he even survive at all…? These thoughts ran through Double D's mind as he began to tear up again at the thought of him being gone. Slowly but surely, Double D closed his eyes in sleep, a few tears still coming from his eyes. He cried himself to sleep in the slightly un-comfy chair…

... So sad...

Chapter Four of my contest entry for Yami-Shin's contest.

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