Thank you guys for the response on the last chapter! I want to say that I love you guys, but that might sound really wrong….
My friend helped me to write most of Wen's part in the chapter, so you can thank her :)
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Mo POV
We were all sitting next to Wen's bed when the nurse came in. it had been four days since….the day. I didn't want to think about it. "Hey, kids." She said in an excited voice. We all nodded at her in reply. "Hello," I greeted her. She walked over to Wen and started checking hid vitals. "Hey Wen, how are you feeling today?" She asked him as she changed the bandage on his shoulder. "Better," He said quietly. We all knew what was coming next. "Do I get to go home today? I really am feeling much better." He said anxiously. He asked this every day, and we all knew the answer.
"Wen," Nurse Jackie began, and I sucked in a deep breath. "I know you want to go find Olivia," she was cut off. "That's all you say when you sleep," Charlie said under his breath. She shot him a warning glance and continued to speak. "But you can't do that until we know your arm is fully healed. Then you'll be able to be released." Wen sighed and looked as if he were about to say something, but she cut him off. "Let the police take care of it for now. Relax for a minute, would you? All we need to do is conduct one more test to make sure your arm is able to move correctly and then you'll be on your way."
She turned to the rest of us. "Guys, would you mind leaving so that we can do the test?" Nurse Jackie asked, turning from Wen to point at the door. We all looked at one another, then at Wen, who nodded hesitantly. "Sure," Scott said after a moment, and the rest of us nodded as we walked out of the room.
"Oh, Olivia. I wonder what she's doing right now." I said thoughtfully. "Probably locked in a closet somewhere being tortured at gun point," Stella said glumly, picking at a hole in another one of her sweatshirts and staring at the ground. "Stella!" Charlie and I both exclaimed. I didn't need any thoughts like that in my mind, not now, not later, not ever. "What?" She asked, looking up. I saw that there were tears in her eyes. "It's probably true. I mean, the guy shot Wen. Who knows what he's doing to her?" She slid her arm over her eyes, which I guess she was doing to wipe her tears away. We all sat in silence for a moment before Scott broke it. "Let's just hope she's okay," He said, pulling me closer to him.
The door to recovery room 324 swung open and Wen walked out with a cast over his left arm, and he was dressed in his own clothes. Our families had come up yesterday, and had brought supplies with them, because there was no telling how long that we would be here. "We need to go find her. Now." Wen said with determination and desperation his voice. I wanted to start crying at the sound of his voice. "That may be a little harder than you think. First of all, we have to go tell your Dad and Sydney you're okay, because they haven't seen you when you were conscious, only when you were drugged up. Second of all, what the hell makes you think that you'll be allowed to go out looking for the son of a bitch that almost killed you? You probably need permission from your Dad and Sydney, not to mention the police, and even if they do give you permission, there is a whole freakin boat full of press, reporters, and paparazzi weirdoes out there waiting for us." Stella said in a 'What the hell is wrong with you' sort of tone. "She's right, bro," said Charlie. Wen sighed in frustration. "I know. I just really want- need to find her." I gave him a forced smile, hoping that it didn't look that way. "We all want to find her, but that's going to have to wait a couple more hours. Let's just go see your Dad and Sydney for now and figure the rest out later." I said in a comforting voice. He looked at me with sad eyes, and finally nodded. "Ok," he sighed, admitting defeat. We all walked to the waiting room together.
Wen POV
I searched the room to see my Dad and Sydney sitting in the far corner holding hands, Georgie sitting next to them with Stella's little brothers. My Dad looked up with concern and relief in his eyes and he and Sydney both jumped up. "Wen!" The next thing I knew there were two pairs of warm, comforting, arm around me, squeezing most of my air out. "Hey guys. How long have you been here?"
They both pulled back, giving me room to breathe. "Since yesterday night. We tried to see you, but you were out cold because of the pain meds. We rushed here as fast as we could." Sydney said in a motherly voice. "Thanks. You guys are the best." I smiled as Georgie walked over to me and wrapped her skinny arms around me, handing me a teddy bear from the gift shop in the process.
The four of us (Scott, Mo, Charlie, and Stella stayed behind in the waiting room with their families) walked to the cafeteria and sat at the table furthest from the men's bathroom. We all ate breakfast or lunch or whatever it was supposed to be, because we were all starving, especially me who had been living on a diet of oatmeal and jello for the last three days. After a while my dad got up so that he could use the bathroom, and an idea formed in my head. When my father got back I got up and started walking towards the bathroom, telling them all that I would "Be right back." and walked towards the bathroom. I went into the last stall farthest from the door, pulled out my phone and began to text.
MEET ME OUTSIDE. WE'LL TLK 2 THE PRESS BUT THEN WE HAVE TO LEAVE PRETTY QUICK
Sent to: Scott, Mo, Stella, Charlie
I waited a couple of minutes, and then my phone buzzed.
K. WE'LL BE OUTSIDE
Sent by: Scott
I put my phone away in the pocket of my jeans and headed towards the back window, silently thanking God that there wasn't anyone else in the bathroom at that moment. It was just big enough to fit my long 6'2 body through. Before I climbed through I took a piece of toilet paper and wrote a few words on it. I left the note next to the window and climbed out.
I'm sorry guys. I love her and I need to find her. Hope you understand.
-Wen
I hoisted myself up and jumped out the window. I started to run from the building, afraid that my father in the bathroom, reading the note. Unfortunately, I couldn't run fast enough. "Wen, you alright buddy?" I could hear him enter the bathroom to check on me, probably because I had been gone for so long. "Wen? What is this?" It was silent for a couple of seconds and then "Sydney!" he yelled with a sense of pride, but I could tell that he was seconds away from tears. I continued to run, fighting the urge to turn around and scream 'Dad, I'm right here!'
I continued running until I could see Mo waiving to me to come towards her, a few blocks away from the hospital. "How did you get out?" She said with a confused look on her face. "I don't wanna talk about it." I turned away from her. "Okay," She said, looking over to the others. "Look, there they are!" yelled an eager reporter. "Oh shit." Stella said, sounding annoyed. We were surrounded by flashing lights, screaming reporters, and random passing-by-standers. We started running away from the whirlpool of reporters and paparazzi.
"Wen, Wen, is it true Olivia is that guy's daughter?"
"Is it true that you gave her up so that she wouldn't take you?"
"Did you five know this about her?"
"Stella, are you going to look for her?"
"Is it true that Wendell was shot in his shoulder?"
I stopped running and turned to one of the cameras. The rest of the band looked at me like I was crazy. "What the hell are you doing?" Stella yelled. I ignored her and started speaking into one of the mics pointed in my face. "Olivia if you're out there, I love you and will do whatever it takes to find you." I said, my voice choked up. I felt someone's hand on my shoulder, and saw that it was Charlie's. "We all will." He said quietly. Mo and Stella were back over by me as well, and they both nodded in unison. We turned from the reporters and walked towards Charlie's car. "Come on guy. Let's go." Mo said, pulling my arm. We started running towards the sidewalk where Charlie's car was parked.
"I'm driving." Charlie yelled. Almost as soon as the words came out of his mouth, Stella yelled, "I call shotgun!" And she began to blush immediately. We all climbed in the car and Charlie started driving in a random direction. We had no idea where we were going but we had to escape the press. They didn't need to know where we were going. "I'm coming Olivia. I'm coming."
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