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Chapter 11

Miley's Point of View

I pushed open the door, cautiously, peering around the door at Jake.

Blood stained the sheets. His face was barely recognizable. His hair was matted and sticking to his head. He was asleep, but his breathing was coming in short gasps through his open mouth. He was obviously in a lot of pain.

I ran to his bed and knelt at his side, kissing his bloody face.

"Oh, Jake! What happened to you?" I sighed, more to myself than him.

To my surprise, though, his eyes flicked open at the sound of my voice.

"Miley..." Jake gasped hoarsely.

I couldn't look at him--even glance at him; it was too horrible to bear.

Tears rolled down my cheeks and fell onto his chest. I let out a sob and ventured a look at his face again.

He managed a small smile and fell back onto his pillows. His eyes shut again and he drifted back off to sleep.

At this point, I burst into uncontrollable sobs.

I heard the door open and looked up. Mrs. Ryan was heading toward her son, her eyes brimming with tears.

"The doctors agreed to check him out, see what's wrong with him. They said they'll be here in a moment. We should probably wait outside..." she said and with one last long, sad glance at her injured son, she walked out the door.

"Bye, Jake..." I choked on the words and headed out the door, still crying.

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Mrs. Ryan was already in a chair when I walked into the lobby. Her face was puffy and red from crying now.

I plopped down into the seat next to her and sighed heavily. I pulled out my cell phone and dialed Lily's number. Hot tears were still stinging my eyes as she picked up.

"Oh my god! When I was on the way out of your house I saw Jackson kissing Becca!" she squealed, happily. "So I ran to Oliver's house to tell him what I saw and he didn't believe me at first. And then we were arguing over it and he stood up and was shouting in my face. But the next thing I knew, he was KISSING me! I couldn't believe it! But it felt so right!"

I didn't say anything, trying hard not to ruin her happiness.

"So that's why I missed the concert...Oliver and I were going to go together but we lost track of time...you know, with the kissing..." Her voice trailed off and I could tell she was a little ashamed that she missed the concert.

"Lily, I have something to tell you, too," I said, trying to cushion the fall. "Well after the concert, Jake and I got together and...and...Rachel saw us kissing...and she saw me pull off my wig. She thought the entire time that the secret was that me and Jake were together. So when Jake was driving her home...she was really confused and drunk from the party...so she...she--" The unexpected tears were now streaming down my face. I tried to finish my sentence but choked on my words.

I took a deep breath and plunged on. "She grabbed the wheel and tried to stop the car. But the car spun into a ditch...and...it flipped over...and..." But I couldn't continue; the details the reseptionists had recounted were too painful to repeat.

Lily was just silent on the other end; she was in utter shock.

"Is he OK?" she asked hopefully.

"Well, the doctors are in his room right now, but he looks pretty bad," I said, barely getting the sentence out.

"Well I'm gonna come on over there...you know to make sure Jake is okay," Lily said sadly.

We both hung up the phone. I sat back down by Mrs. Ryan. She stared at the blank wall in front of us.

She then turned and looked at me with pain she said, "Miley I want to let you know that if Jake dosen't make it through the night--"

I couldn't hear this. I just couldn't let that possibility come to mind. No. No, I wouldn't even think that.

I cut her off. "No, Mrs. Ryan...we can't think about that right now...Just think positive. That's the only way we're going to get through this."

"You're right, Miley," she agreed. "I just want you to know that Jake adores you. All he's talked about after you two broke up was how stupid he was for doing it. I just hope that he gets the chance to tell you that himself," Mrs. Ryan sighed and resumed her duty of staring blankly at the wall.

OK. Wow.

He really feels that way about me? I wondered. Because I definitely feel the same way about him...What if I LOVE him? Does he love me? Do I even love him? Well, do you want to grow up and marry him? OK, yeah! Do you want to have kids with him? Possibly...

Then my thoughts came back to reality. Jake's in the hospital. He is in critical condition. He could DIE and I'm wondering if I love him? But if he was about to die I guess I would to tell him I loved him since that would be the last chance I got, I argued with myself. Boy, have I got some issues.

I sat and sat and sat. Finally, my attention was drawn from gazing at my shoes.

Lily burst through the door.

"Miley--what--going--on?" she panted, completely out of breath and dragging Oliver along with her.

I stood up. "Jake's still being checked out by the docters. I just wish they hurry up! We've been sitting here for what seemed like hours! So, what's up with--"

I didn't get to finish my sentence before the docter who was looking at Jake came through the door that led to another corridor.

"Are you Mrs. Ryan?" he asked Jake's mom. She practically leaped out of her chair and screeched "yes" in this super high voice.

"Well, good and not-so-good news. Jake only has one broken rib and a slightly fractured arm. Bad news is that the broken rib of his is poking into his lungs, causing him a lot of breathing problems," the doctor stated. "We can fix that with a simple surgery but I'm afraid we don't have the right equipment for that. But another hospital, which is about 140 miles from here, does have some equipment for us. Unfortunately, that transportation could take up to 3 days because of the heavy machinery. And...Jake might not live through the night."

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