Chapter four: Please live.
"No." I say with a smirk noticing an opening. "You're the fool."
"What!?"
I push myself up as much as I can since the other had removed his hand from my neck to punch me. I swing a punch as hard as I can to Michaels fathers cheek.
Michaels father grunts as he's hit and leans to one side a little from the blow.
I take this chance and push my body upwards practically on my hands and knees knocking the other over onto his side. I take this chance and I leap onto the man straddling his back like what had done to me. I grab the back of the others neck as well holding him down.
Michael's father struggles and I am almost thrown off but I put more force into the pinning and I win the struggle. He stops and snarls in rage. "Let. Go. Of. Me!" He demands pissed off.
"Forget it." I take out my cell and dials to call the police so this man can be arrested.
It didn't take too long for the police to arrive.
I was interviewed in a tent set up outside as an investigation goes on inside the house and I explained everything that I knew about what happened.
Once done I got permission to grab Michael's stuff for him.
I text Gavin asking him where he is as I head to get Michaels stuff.
Once I get the text with the name the Angels hospital I inform him that I spoke to the police and that I'd come with Michaels stuff.
Gavin agreed to it.
When I make it to the hospital I have a little trouble finding Gavin though I had asked around and a female paramedic pointed me in this direction. "Gavin?"
"Here."
I turn and go over to him. I reach Gavin and we hug only for me to feel some kind of wetness. I pull away looking down at my arm wondering what it is finding that it's blood then I check Gavin frowning upon seeing the blood that has soaked Gavin's shirt.
The amount is alarming as it's like a puddle of blood.
"It's ok. I'm ok." Gavin assures me then turns away sadly as his voice becomes a little quieter. "It's not mine."
As soon as I hear this I clench my teeth and clench my fists just wishing that I could have done more damage to Michael's father. I however quickly calm myself and I lead Gavin to the chairs where we settle to wait for any news.
"What happened?" Gavin asks me.
"I managed to get him pinned. I then called the police who took him away. Michael's clothes are in the car. I was allowed to grab that and the police secured the house as a crime scene." I explain. "You might be questioned and Michael probably as well."
Gavin nods and looks worriedly in the direction that Michael was probably rushed away in.
I put a comforting hand on the others shoulder but I too am also worried about what will be the end result of this.
Gavin then blinks as he thinks of something. "Um... Are we gonna tell the others anything?" He glances to me. "I mean what if Michael has to stay here for a while because of his injuries? There will be questions."
"We will worry about that when we get there." I tell him. "But I believe that we should let Michael decide if we are going to be saying anything to the others."
Gavin nods and turns to his lap.
After what felt like forever suddenly a paramedic comes over to us.
Gavin jumps to his feet at this looking extremely hopeful. "Is he going to be ok?" He asks.
The paramedic keeps a straight face as he speaks. "We've done all that we can." He begins. "His injuries are severe."
"Just the ones from today?" I get up as well. "The fresh ones?"
"There are some from a day or two ago that alarmed us as well." The paramedic admits. "Luckily he was ok from those ones because well we can only assume he treated himself."
"But he's ok now... Right?" Gavin asks almost ready to plead for an answer.
"We won't know until he wakes up." The paramedic says. "It's left up to him to fight through this... And it won't be easy... He's lost a lot of blood."
"We kind of could tell." Gavin turns to show the wet spot on his shirt.
"Right." The paramedic nods spying the blood on Gavin's shirt.
"I wish I could punch that son of a bitch who did this hard in the face again." I growl to myself clenching my hands raising one fist to be by my chest just wishing that somehow I could once again punch the man headed off to jail.
"I wish I could do that too." Gavin says putting a hand on my shoulder. "But let's let the police handle him now. We need to be here for Micool." He reminds me glancing to me as I look to him.
I let out a breath and I relax even lowering my hand. "Yes. You're right." I look to the paramedic. "May we see him? It'll help."
"Only until visiting hours are over." The paramedic says after a moment of hesitation and leads us to Michael's room.
Gavin dashes in and stops beside the bed looking Michael over.
I am not far behind and I come close enough to look to him. I can see some white tape like bandages on his torso with one shoulder also bandaged, from where the blanket doesn't cover his body. I also spot a white square bandage, I don't know the name of, on Michaels cheek as well.
Michael has the hospital oxygen mask over his mouth and nose, two IV's that are one with fluid as well as one with blood and monitors to monitor his heart and such.
The beeping of the heart monitor makes us feel some relief as if it confirms that Michael is still alive.
I come over to Gavin placing a hand on his shoulder. "I guess we will have to tell the others at least something." I say. "You stay here with Michael though." I add as Gavin glances to me. "I will worry about what to tell the others."
Gavin nods softly and I pat his shoulder before moving away.
The paramedic brings a chair over letting Gavin sit and stay next to Michael as I head out.
I step out of the room and pull out my cell deciding to text right now. I pause as I wonder what I am going to say then my phone rings showing that Jack is calling. I take a deep breath with a slight sigh then I answer it. "Hey Jack." I greet the other.
"Hey Geoff. What's up?"
"A lot." I give in.
Jack has always had this effect on me where I just can't help but admit what's wrong or that something is wrong in the first place. "What's wrong?" He asks.