What Happened to Zelda Last Night Part 3
Willard paced the emergency room floor. He had been there for over an hour now and he still didn't know how Zelda was. The nurses wouldn't give him any information on her condition since he wasn't family. He just hoped that she was alright.
Harvey came hurrying in as Willard picked up a cup of coffee from the pot provided by the ER. "Mr. Kinkle, did you find Miss Spellman or her aunt?" he asked.
"No. I went by their house but no one answered. I guess they must have went out. How is Sabrina's aunt?" Harvey asked. He didn't know how he would tell Sabrina if something serious had happened.
"I don't know," Willard muttered. Normally he tried to avoid his students like the plague but now he was glad to have someone there. "They won't tell me anything since I'm not family. I really should do something to correct that soon."
"I hope she's okay," Harvey said just as Willard spotted the doctor who had taken Zelda away coming out of the treatment rooms. He quickly hurried over to him with Harvey right behind. They had to tell them something about Zelda.
"Doctor, could you please tell us how Zelda Spellman is?" Willard asked.
"I'm afraid that I can only release information to family members," the doctor said as he started to walk away but Willard snagged his arm. He wasn't about to let him get away without knowing if Zelda was alright or now.
"Doctor, please!" he cried. "We just want to know if she's alright or not."
"I'm her niece's boyfriend and Mr. Kraft's hers. Doesn't that count as some sort of family? Couldn't you just tell us if she's okay? We don't want to know any details if you can't give them to us. We just want to know if she's alright," Harvey said.
"Well, I can tell you that physically, Ms. Spellman is unharmed. She seems to be suffering from catatonia though. We will be transferring her upstairs shortly." the doctor said before walking away.
"I don't like the sound of that. Come along, Mr. Kinkle," Willard muttered as he casually strolled over to the doors to the treatment room and darted through as soon as the nurse at the desk turned her back. The two crept down the hall trying their best to look like they belonged there. As soon as they found Zelda's room, they hurried in and shut the door so they wouldn't be seen.
"Zuzu? Honey?" Willard whispered as he crept over to the stretcher and took her hand. Her eyes were open and her face was wet with tears but she didn't seem to know that Willard was there.
"Uh, Mr. Kraft. We may have a problem. I know that I made a C in health but this looks like they're sending Ms. Spellman to the psychiatric floor." Harvey said as he came over with a file and handed it to the vice-principal. Willard took a look at it and then an angry look appeared on his face.
"They can't do this!" he cried. "Nothing's wrong with Zelda She's just scared! We have to get her out of here!"
"How are we going to do that?" Harvey asked. "They don't just let people stroll out of here with patients."