Shane's POV
Shane tried to scoop Tess up, but she whimpered. That was when her noticed how badly she was wounded. Blood was flowing from her back and she was cradling her left arm. That must have been the crack. The thought was sickening. Tess' body was covered in bruises, new and some old.
Suddenly a voice rang out above all the rest of the noise "What!? What are you all staring at!? G-go…." suddenly Ms. Tyler collapsed. The camera flashes were blinding. Shane felt like screaming "What about her daughter!!! You know the one who's bleeding to death RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOU!!!"
"Where is she!?" cried a worried-looking Mrs. Rodriguez with Mrs. Torres right behind her. "Oh my Lord…" Mrs. Rodriguez murmured as soon as she saw Tess. She looked back through the crowd. "Shane, pick Tess up!" she ordered. "But-" he began to protest, but was cut off. "If you want her to live, you will do as I say," she whispered harshly. "Mitchie, Jason, Nate, Mrs. Torres, get a path clear, Caitlin, Ella, Peggy, you come help me get some stuff ready in my cabin," she spun toward Shane again "You know where my cabin is, right?" Shane nodded "Bring her there once they clear out enough space. " He nodded again as the four of them left.
From then on it was all a blur. It felt like it took too long to get a path clear. He ran at full speed through the crowd, and Tess was unconscious by then. He burst in the medical cabin. "Put her on the examination table!" shouted Mrs. Rodriguez. Shane obayed. "Go!" Mrs. R. said immediately after he carefully set her down. "But-" he began to protested. "OUT!!" all four of the females in the room shouted. "O.K., O.K., I'm leaving," Shane said as he slowly backed out of the room.
---------------1 hour later---------------
One hour, two cups of coffee, a quart of ice cream, and a whole lot of pacing later, a much abused-looking Shane heard the distant wail of sirens. Nobody had heard a word from the medical cabin. They had managed to shoo away all of the reporters, which was a huge relief. Nate, Jason, Shane, Mitchie, and Mrs. Torres had been cooped up in the mess hall for the better part of the hour, barely saying a word to each other, but Mrs. Torres had been cooking practically the entire time. However, no one was eating anything apart from a nibble here and there and the coffee.
All of them jumped up at the blaring siren. Shane was the first out the door, followed closely by Mitchie, then Nate and Jason who were fighting to be the next out the door and Mrs. Torres was holding up the end of the line, having to turn off the oven.
They arrived at the medical cabin just as Tess was being rolled out. She looked very pale and glass-like, as if, if someone were to touch her, she would break into a million little pieces. Peggy, Ella, Caitlin, and Mrs. Rodriguez trooped out of the medical cabin.
"How is she?" asked Mrs. Torres as soon as they met up with them. "She's stable. I think she'll make it." "You think?" Shane asked. "Nothing's final yet, Shane," Peggy said, looking like she had been through hell. We're just gonna have to wait it out," Mrs. Rodriguez said sadly. "Can we go to the hospital?" Mitchie asked hopefully. "It will take a while," Mrs. Torres warned. "We know," Caitlin whispered, speaking up for the first time. Exchanging a quick glance, the two adults nodded. "I'll go speak to Brown, Connie, you go pull the cars up and around, kids you go with her." They all nodded and split up.
---------------15 minutes later-------------
They were on their way to the hospital. This was supposed to be a summer camp for music, not med school for the love of Peat! They were supposed to have fun! Not go to the hospital because the camp bitch who had recently become their friend again had gotten beaten up by her mother who just happened to be a famous pop star. That was twisted. "How long until we get there?" asked Nate, who was in the car with Mrs. Torres along with Caitlin, Shane, and Mitchie. In the other car there was Mrs. Rodriguez, Jason, Ella, and Peggy. Mitchie leaned against Shane. "This is my fault. I was in her cabin all summer. I could have figured it out. It's all my fault-" Shane cut her off "This isn't anyone's fault except for T.J. Tyler," he said the name with venom. "Speaking of, where is she?" asked Nate. "When she woke up she decided it was best if she left," Caitlin said. She was pressing her forehead against the window. "Cat, are you feeling alright?" Mitchie asked, concerned. She nodded quietly and closed her eyes.
----------------1 hour later---------------
"Shane. Shane, wake up!" Thank God he thought it was just a dream. "Were at the hospital!" Shane bolted up, catching Mitchie, who had been the one to try to wake him up, off guard. Shane crashed into her and they both tumbled out of the car, groaning. "Sorry," Shane mumbled getting up and offering a hand to Mitchie. "No problem," Mitchie replied with a weak smile and using his hand to hull herself up. They walked over to the rest of the group who was waiting for them already.
"Let's head in inside," Mrs. Torres said. The group headed toward the hospital in silence, each lot in their own thoughts. "Welcome to Mercy medical Hospital, how may I help you?" the nurse at the front desk said in a monotone voice. "Hi, were looking for Tessalyn Tyler," Mrs. Torres said briskly. Peggy and Ella shot each other a whoopsie, we didn't think that she'd say that look. The nurse typed the name into her computer "She just got out of ICU, she's in stable condition, but only three of you can go visit her at a time. Who's gonna go first?" she asked. Peggy and Ella stepped forward in unison. "I'll go with you guys," Mitchie said. The nurse nodded "O.K., so here," she said handing them bright green wrist bands that she scribbled on "She's on the third floor room 722. If you get lost just ask a doctor or a nurse you see in the hallways. They'd be happy to help. Have a nice day!" Mitchie, Peggy, and Ella went to go wait for an elevator. "Here's the rest of the wrist bands," the nurse said, handing them six more wrist bands "You guys can wait in the lounge, or the gift shop is down the hall to your right," she finished. "Thank you for our help," Mrs. Torres said.
"Ok, you guys, if anyone thought to bring money with them and wants to get something foe Tess, go ahead. Everyone else, follow me to the lobby," Mrs. Rodriguez said.
"I've got ten dollars. You have anything, Shane?" Nate asked him. "Ummm….,"Shane looked through his pockets "I don't think so. I put what ever was left of my money in one of my bags. I wasn't expecting a spontaneous trip to the hospital." "None of us were," Caitlin whispered. Nate looked up, worried. "Hey Cat, You want to go to the gift store with me?" Caitlin nodded and they walked away.
In Maine 2 hours ago
Ring ring ring "I got it!" shouted Tamara Mendez shouted. "Hello," she said as she picked up the phone. "Hello, is this the Mendez residence?" asked a female voice on the other line. "It is. May I ask who's calling?" Tamara inquired. "This is Dr. Malone from Mercy hospital. I'm calling regarding Tessalyn Tyler. May I speak to Mr. John Mendez?" "Tess? Is she O.k.? What happened?" the questions came rushing to her before she could stop herself. "I need to speak to Mr. John Mendez," was all the lady said. "Dad!" I shouted "There's a Doctor on the phone! She said it was about Tess!"
Her father walked out of his room fully dressed with a surprised look on his face. "Tess? What about her?" her asked. "I don't know because her didn't tell me anything!" Tamara said, exasperated. Her dad frowned and picked up the phone and, after a series of "year's" and "uh-huh's" set it down and looked at Tamara. "We're going on a road trip," he said in a low voice.
I'm so, so incredibly sorry that I didn't put this up sooner. I'm also sorry if parts of this don't make sense, I wrote some of this from 12:00 A.M.-4:30A.M. Thank you so much for having never ending patience with me! I'll try really, really hard to get the next (and maybe final?) chapter up soon. Thank you for taking the time to read this!
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Kitty ^.^
P.S.- Please don't get the ninjas on me!!! :)