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Tom Chapter 11
JOE
I could hear people talking but couldn't pinpoint what they were saying. My head was still pounding with every breath I took. There was more than one voice talking, but they didn't seem to be bickering. Wasn't Maurice dead? Then who could Tom be talking to? Couldn't he just leave me alone? Questions fluttered around in my head. I was reaching my limit. I know I promised not to give up, but I was slowly losing faith on ever being found.
"Joe?" Someone whispered to the right of me. I attempted to open my eyes to see who had spoken, there were several lights in the room now.
"Joe!" The voice sounded panicked, "Please open your eyes for me".
"Oh my god Joe" Another voice was heard as I finally opened my eyes. They widen as I realized who was talking. It was my brother who I saw first. How did I ever give up on him, I knew he would find me. My eyes began to water at the thought that I almost gave up.
"Hey, you're okay, you're okay" Frank whispered to me, looking me in the eyes, "Here, I'll take off the tape" He gently pulled off the duct tape covering my mouth.
"Fr..Frank?" I mumbled to my brother, staring in disbelief.
"It's me Joe. What did they do to you little brother?" He sounded angry.
"I'll untie Joe. Chet, you call for an ambulance" Biff's voice called out.
"Bi..Biff? Chet?" I muttered, trying to move my head to see them.
"Yea, we're both here. Don't try to move Joe." Chet answered, smiling lightly. I couldn't believe my eyes. My friends and brother were right in front of me. Biff started to remove the tape from my legs, while Frank untied my arms. I gasped in pain as they began to remove them.
"Joe?" Frank asked, very concerned, "What's wrong?"
"Everything… hurts" I slurred out, my head was throbbing so hard. I closed my eyes so my world would stop spinning.
"No, stay awake Joe. Keep your eyes open" Frank cried.
"Everything's… spinning" I whispered, eyes still closed.
"I think he has a concussion" I heard Frank say to Biff.
"And a broken leg by the looks of it" Biff replied.
"Hey Joey, let me see those bright blue eyes of yours" Frank whispered. I slowly opened my eyes again to see Frank's panicked expression, "Keep them open".
"I'll try" I mumbled. Stars were slowly clouding my vision.
"The ambulance is on its way" Chet's voice called out.
"How much time?" Frank whispered.
"Five minutes, maybe six. How are you doing Joe?" My friend asked me, his face coming into view.
"S'okay" I muttered, my eyes kept flickering close.
"Come on Joe, please stay awake for me" I could hear Frank's voice pleading with me. I didn't think I could keep them open any longer. Bigger stars were coming and my head was pounding. I could still hear them begging me to stay awake when I welcomed the darkness…