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The next day when Marty was able to get out of bed, Jan and Rizzo were already there. The three of them were going to see Danny, Sandy and Sonny. There was still no news that they were revealing about the others, which was making Rizzo overheat with anger.

The doctor led the way to Sonny's room, and he said the same thing he had said the day before.

"So he's gonna wake up soon?" Marty said anxiously.

"That's right," the doctor smiled.

The three girls walked inside. Marty was slightly uneasy seeing him laying there like that without moving…but then she thought about him waking up, and it put her mind at ease. She put her crutches against the wall and hobbled to a chair and sat down by him.

"Sonny?" she said nervously. "Ya gotta wake up now. C'mon Sonny,"

"He's gotta do it on his own Marty," Jan said.

"I wanna be here when he wakes up," Marty insisted. "So he's gonna wake up now. I know it,"

"Marty – "

"C'mon Sonny," she continued. "Wake up. It's me, Marty,"

Suddenly, his fingers twitched.

"Did ya see that?" Marty beamed. "Hand moved!"

Sonny started groaning.

"That's right, Son, wake up," Marty took hold of his undamaged hand.

Sonny's eyes fluttered open slowly. "W…wha…"

"See I told ya!" Marty said. "Jan go get the doctor!"

"Wh…where am I…" he looked around. "What's goin' on?"

"You're in the hospital," Marty assured him.

"What? What the hell happened?" he tried to sit up.

"Calm down!" Marty laid him back down. "There was…an accident,"

Sonny closed his eyes, as if trying to remember. "Oh…yeah…" he stole a quick glance at Rizzo, who was leaning against the wall with her arms crossed, staring blankly ahead of her. "How long I been out for?"

"Almost three days," Marty said. "But it's ok, 'cause you're awake now,"

"My head friggen hurts…" he muttered, holding his head.

"You've suffered a mild concussion," the doctor said as he walked in with Jan. "Nothing some painkillers can't fix,"

"What about my hand?" Sonny said, noticing the cast on his hand.

"The bones were crushed…" The doctor began. "But we've managed to save them all. In a month or two, you should be good as new,"

"Geez three days…" Sonny said. "What'd I miss? Where's everybody else?"

Jan, Rizzo, and Marty all looked at each other.

"What?"

"Some of them weren't as lucky as us, Sonny," Marty said, tightening her grip on his hand.

"Oh…" he should have figured that. "But…everyone's gonna be ok right? I mean, what coulda happened?"

Jan sniffled and Rizzo turned a frightening shade of white. Marty started to shake.

"What's wrong?" Sonny said. "Marty, you're shakin'!"

"Sonny…" Marty began. "Frenchy…Frenchy's dead,"

Sonny stared at her for a moment in disbelief. "You guys…you're kiddin' right? She ain't really…"

Marty's eyes filled up with tears and she began to silently sob. Sonny wrapped his un-bandaged arm around her and held her as she cried. Jan turned into Rizzo to cry, and Rizzo stared at her for a moment, unsure of what to do, and then she awkwardly wrapped her arms around her and rested her head on top of hers.


The three girls had stayed in Sonny's room until the doctors had insisted they leave, and then they went and saw Danny and Sandy. They were standing in Sandy's room, when the woman from the front desk came inside.

"I'm sorry to interrupt, but there's a woman outside who is looking for a Betty Rizzo, and I was told she was in here,"

"Uh, I'm Betty Rizzo," Rizzo said. "Who's looking for me?"

"She says she's your mother,"

All color drained from Rizzo's face. My mother? What the hell is she doing here?

"Uh…I…." Rizzo started shaking.

"Rizzo are ya ok?" Jan said worriedly.

"Yeah…" she said trying to regain her composure. "Let's go," she said to the woman.

"Ya want us to come with ya Rizz?" Jan asked.

"No," Rizzo said flatly, and with that she was gone. The woman led her back towards the lobby, and sure enough, there was her mother standing by the desk.

"Betty!" she called. She began to run towards Rizzo, who simply kept walking at normal pace. Her mother threw her arms around her, and Rizzo reluctantly hugged her back. "Betty…I'm so glad you're alright…I was worried sick…"

"Yeah I'm fine," Rizzo said, wanting more than anything to just get away from her.

Her mother released her embrace on her to look at her face. "Are you sure? You look so pale…your eyes are bloodshot…have you been eating – "

"I said I'm fine," she snapped. "If you were so worried, where were you for the past three days?"

Her mother looked at her, seeming hurt for a moment. "When the hospital called, your father went to see who it was and he just hung up. When I asked him who it was, he just said…" she inhaled deeply as if it would cause her pain to say it.

"What?" Rizzo asked, aggravated this was taking so long to explain.

"His exact words were…Betty fucked up again," she looked at Rizzo closely to see what her reaction would be. Rizzo really could care less. She had gotten remarks like that from her father every day of her life. When Rizzo didn't say anything, her mother continued. "I asked him what you did, and he wouldn't answer me. I tried to get it out of him, but he started yelling…so I dropped it. I figured that it couldn't be that bad. Later on that night the phone rang again, and he didn't even pick it up,"

"Ok, so what are ya doin' here?"

"Well, when you hadn't come home for three days, and after what your father said, I thought something had happened to you. I called Polly's mom…" Rizzo stiffened up and her mother eyed her worriedly. "She told me what happened…and she said I would find you here,"

"Well here I am," Rizzo said bitterly.

"Betty…I am so sorry that this all happened…And Polly…that poor girl…"

Rizzo simply stared at the ground.

"You can't blame yourself," her mother said, lifting Rizzo's chin so they could look at each other. "It isn't your fault,"

"How come all of a sudden you care?" Rizzo said suddenly.

"What?"

"For years I've been waiting for ya to care about me…and now as soon as I screw up, you care?"

"Betty, I'm your mother! I wanted to know if you were alive!" she said defensively.

"Ya never wanted to know how I was all those times dad yelled at me! All the times he threatened me! All the times he threw something! You were too scared. You stood back and watched while your husband treated your own daughter like shit. And now…now you decide to care?"

"Betty please…you don't understand…" her mother was close to tears.

"I don't have to understand," Rizzo seethed. "I don't want to understand. What I want is for you to leave me alone!"

"But – "

"I was better off before ya got here!" Rizzo was shouting now. "Leave me alone!"

"Is everything alright over here?" a security guard asked Rizzo warningly.

"Yeah, we're fine," Rizzo said taking a step back from her mother. "She was just leaving,"

"Yeah…" her mother quickly wiped her eyes and rushed away from her daughter and out the hospital doors.