I'm not sure how many chapters are left, I'm kinda just going with the flow at the moment. Oh well, chapter 14 is here!
The newsboys barged into the hospital, like the inconsiderate boys they were. The nurse looked up at them in instant fright at the sudden noise from the boys.
"Don't barge into the hospital like that again!" she scolded. "This is a hospital, not some shooting alley!"
"Oh, sorry ma'am," Jack said, rushing in behind the boys. "They'se just loud, dats all. They don't mean no harm."
"Well, you tell them to be quiet, or I'll kick them out!"
"Oy! Quiet! Can't youse see dat this is a hospital!"
"Oh, sorry Jack, we'se just happy, dats all," Romeo apologised for the boys' chaotic noise. He turned to the nurse and asked to see Crutchie in a much quieter voice.
"Are we'se allowed to see Crutchie?" He asked.
"You may, so long as you stay quiet," the nurse replied. "I'll go and get the doctor to escort you to his room."
Surrounding visitors in the hospital, waiting to see their own loved ones in hospital, looked at them in horror about how loudly they came into the hospital. Some had eyes that looked like, others had glares at the look of the poor newsboys.
Considering there weren't enough seats allocated for the newsboys, they didn't mind. Most sat on the ground, leaving Katherine, Jack and Davey with the only seats left.
It took a long, agonising, ten minutes of trying to keep the newsboys quiet, before the doctor came in to allow the newsboys to see Crutchie. It was also time for them to tell the doctor that they can afford the surgery, and that they were all in for the idea. They all knew what the circumstances were, so they took the chance.
What they didn't expect, was what they were about to see.
Gasps and shocked expressions were shown on everyone of the newsboys faces. Crutchie's leg was beyond shrivelled. It barely resembled a leg anymore. He was running out of time. He was running out of chances.
"Uhh, doctor, is he alright?" Jack asked. Nerves were rising inside of him, and his heart rate was speeding up.
'Crutchie, please hold on!" his mind was screaming out.
The only movement made from Crutchie was his chest rising up and down at a steady pace.
"He's asleep, he has been for a couple of hours now," the doctor explained. "We don't believe he'll survive without any sort of surgery," his voice lowered in a sympathetic sort of way, glancing over to Crutchie.
"That's...uhh...what we came here to tell you," Katherine started hesitantly. "We've gotten enough money for the surgery, and we've all agreed to Crutchie having the surgery."
"Alright, well considering the circumstances and the small amount of time that we have left, we'll have to begin the surgery right away. The paperwork will be given to you by the nurse, and you'll have to fill them out while we perform the surgery."
The doctor escorted the newsboys out of the room and back to the waiting room, leaving Davey and Katherine in charge of the paperwork. Best idea to have the most experienced writers and the smartest doing all the paperwork.
The newsboys sat down in their places that they were in before seeing Crutchie. Although, Jack sat in the corner of the waiting room, once again having his head in his hands. His body shook with stress and intense grief for Crutchie, even if he was about to go in for the one thing that could save his life.
Katherine had slowly watched over to him, surprise about the way Jack was acting towards the surgery. She knelt down and wrapped her arms around Jack's figure.
"Jack, what's wrong? I thought you'd be happy about Crutchie getting that surgery?" Katherine asked.
"How would you feel if you knew that there was a slim chance that youse brother would survive dat sickness!?" Jack yelled out, but in an instant, he relished who he had yelled at. "I'm...sorry," was all he said before he got up off the floor and left the hospital quickly.
'What have I done?' Jack thought.
That's chapter 14, I don't think that this chapter was as good as the other chapters, I couldn't really think since I was on Skype whilst writing this. Oh well, I hope you still enjoyed it.
Today's question: What's your favourite instrument (question credit to my friend, Harry)
Well, since I used to learn this instrument, I'd have to say the violin. I've stopped learning it this year because of how boring orchestra was, so I guess that's my favourite instrument.
Bye for now!