Not An Anverage Date Chapter Seven :
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this story They all belong to Disney, and any other company that owns 'In a Heartbeat. Please review! I never ever met the characters of IN A HEARTBEAT. Read on please! Not supposed to mean anyhing. FICTION people!
Catie heard Jamie scream and heard...
CLUMP, CLUMP, CLUMP.
She ran through the house and out the front door to where Jamie headed. Jamie was lying at the bottom of the stairs and there was a gash on the side of his head. Apperantly he'd fallen down the steps. Or did someone or something push him down?
"Oh my Gosh, JAMIE!" She screamed and headed down the four steps. "What happened?!"
"It - it." Jamie began. "Something. Someone." Was all he could get out.
"Jamie! You're not making sense." She was leaned over him and his eyes were closed. "Jesse? Did he do this?
"Yeah... boy, am I gonna get that kid or what!" Jamie screamed.
"Jamie... just, just calm down, alright?"
"NO!" Jamie yelled, he paused, "Whoops, I'm sorry, that slipped, I really didn't mean to snap on you..."
"I really think we should get the police involved in this. I mean, that is what thye get paid for!" She totally ignored his apoligy. She wasn't even mad, so she just disregarded it.
"Please, no, Catie. Police are BAD! Very bad. Besides, I really don't want to know how it is to get in trouble again..." he paused and touched the side of his head and blood came off onto his fingers. "like old times. After becoming an EMT and all, I really can't use the record of police again."
"Whatever. That's not being very smart, though." Catie protested.
Jamie rolled his eyes, "My head, like, really hurts." She smiled. "Why are you smileing?!"
"It's just that this position seems pretty familier."
He cracked a smiled, "Yeah, it does, sort of."
"Guess it's MY turn to help you now, eh?" Catie giggled.
"Yeah," Jamie said, calmly, they shared a quiet moment and Jamie went blank. Totally.
"Jamie, are you alright? Jamie..." She shook him, he was breathing, but he just wasn't there, "JAMIE...?"
JAMIE! She yelled inside, OMG what should I do!? Call the police. NO, don't. VAL! Call Val!
She ran into the house and dialed her best friends number.
Ring.
Ring.
Ring.
No answer. Catie hung up the phone.
Catie chanted words to herself. She couldn't BARE to look at him, she couldn't stand to go outside, not after the way Jamie looked. So helpless. So DEAD. Even thought he wasn't.
"Calm, Catie, you can do this. Calm." She soothed herself and started screaming again. I have to call somebody! Who!? TYLER!
She dialed his number, how did she know it? Probably from Val always talking about him and saying his number, she memorized it. Sometimes Catie thought Val was TOOOOO into Tyler.
Ring.
Ring.
Ring.
Ring.
"Hello?" a deep male voice answered. It was Tyler. William?
"Umm... Is T-Tyler home?"'
"No, he's with .... Val."
"VAL?!" Catie screamed into the phone and hung up. "If it wasn't for that little overachieving TYLER! my best friend would be home!" She angrily stomped out of the room and hesitently opened the front door.
Jamie was awake! He was rubbing the back of his neck. "Jamie! OMG, you're AWAKE!!"
"Looks..." He began, "that way." He slipped out, his voice cracky.
"Are you alright? I mean, aside from that... THING on the side of your head?"
"I--I hope. My neck kind of hurts." Jamie held the back of his head and fell back onto the steps.
"COME on." Catie said abruptly. And pulled his jacket.
"OUCH!"
"Sorry. Come on."
"Alright." Jamie said, very positivly. Catie helped him up and thye entered the door and into the bathroom. The stared into the mirror and she stared at the blood dripping down the side of his face. "The alcohol (spellings terrible... OH NO I'm turning into Strawberry Angel! lol j/k) is in the closet their, you know, the alcohol (grr...) for cuts??"
"Jamie, I know what it is." Catie giggled. "Now, where is you're little cut, Jame?"
"Jame? And the cut's right here." He looked at Catie, questingly.
"Jame. Yeah, short for Jamie," Catie smiled and poured some alcohol on a Q-Tip. "Here you go." She carefully put the cold QTIP on his cuts on his back. Now, you're head. That looks terrible! Now, where are the EMTs when you need 'em?"
"I'm right here, Cate."
"Yeah, I know YOU'RE an EMT, but, I know where Val is."
"Oh yeah, where?" Jamie said, Catie sunk back in the pink chair.
"With Tyler, I already called her and Tyler to come here, I mean they're better than me calling the police or "ON-DUTY" EMTs, right?"
"You mean..." Jamie began disregarding her question and unbelievably finishing with, "If it wasn't for that Mr. Overachiever- Val would be here and so would Tyler and THEY would get this UNHEALED head better?" HE yelled and cringed at his head-ache
Catie gave him a YOUR-EXACTLY-RIGHT look and nodded. "That's close to what I said."
Catie paused, she looked at Jamie, "I HAVE to get that blood of your head at least! That's making me SICK!"
He handed her a towel and she dabbed it ever so lightly and all the blood was gone, the cut easn't as big as it looked. The blood made it look bigger.
"There."
"Thanks, that feels better." Jamie announced and pulled her onto his lap. He put his forehead to hers and smiled, "Why don't YOU get some sleep, you've helped quite enough. Besides it's already... what 6?" She nodded.
And they both walked hand in hand to the living room and she got some sleep.
NEXT CHAPTER COMING TOMORROW!
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this story They all belong to Disney, and any other company that owns 'In a Heartbeat. Please review! I never ever met the characters of IN A HEARTBEAT. Read on please! Not supposed to mean anyhing. FICTION people!
Catie heard Jamie scream and heard...
CLUMP, CLUMP, CLUMP.
She ran through the house and out the front door to where Jamie headed. Jamie was lying at the bottom of the stairs and there was a gash on the side of his head. Apperantly he'd fallen down the steps. Or did someone or something push him down?
"Oh my Gosh, JAMIE!" She screamed and headed down the four steps. "What happened?!"
"It - it." Jamie began. "Something. Someone." Was all he could get out.
"Jamie! You're not making sense." She was leaned over him and his eyes were closed. "Jesse? Did he do this?
"Yeah... boy, am I gonna get that kid or what!" Jamie screamed.
"Jamie... just, just calm down, alright?"
"NO!" Jamie yelled, he paused, "Whoops, I'm sorry, that slipped, I really didn't mean to snap on you..."
"I really think we should get the police involved in this. I mean, that is what thye get paid for!" She totally ignored his apoligy. She wasn't even mad, so she just disregarded it.
"Please, no, Catie. Police are BAD! Very bad. Besides, I really don't want to know how it is to get in trouble again..." he paused and touched the side of his head and blood came off onto his fingers. "like old times. After becoming an EMT and all, I really can't use the record of police again."
"Whatever. That's not being very smart, though." Catie protested.
Jamie rolled his eyes, "My head, like, really hurts." She smiled. "Why are you smileing?!"
"It's just that this position seems pretty familier."
He cracked a smiled, "Yeah, it does, sort of."
"Guess it's MY turn to help you now, eh?" Catie giggled.
"Yeah," Jamie said, calmly, they shared a quiet moment and Jamie went blank. Totally.
"Jamie, are you alright? Jamie..." She shook him, he was breathing, but he just wasn't there, "JAMIE...?"
JAMIE! She yelled inside, OMG what should I do!? Call the police. NO, don't. VAL! Call Val!
She ran into the house and dialed her best friends number.
Ring.
Ring.
Ring.
No answer. Catie hung up the phone.
Catie chanted words to herself. She couldn't BARE to look at him, she couldn't stand to go outside, not after the way Jamie looked. So helpless. So DEAD. Even thought he wasn't.
"Calm, Catie, you can do this. Calm." She soothed herself and started screaming again. I have to call somebody! Who!? TYLER!
She dialed his number, how did she know it? Probably from Val always talking about him and saying his number, she memorized it. Sometimes Catie thought Val was TOOOOO into Tyler.
Ring.
Ring.
Ring.
Ring.
"Hello?" a deep male voice answered. It was Tyler. William?
"Umm... Is T-Tyler home?"'
"No, he's with .... Val."
"VAL?!" Catie screamed into the phone and hung up. "If it wasn't for that little overachieving TYLER! my best friend would be home!" She angrily stomped out of the room and hesitently opened the front door.
Jamie was awake! He was rubbing the back of his neck. "Jamie! OMG, you're AWAKE!!"
"Looks..." He began, "that way." He slipped out, his voice cracky.
"Are you alright? I mean, aside from that... THING on the side of your head?"
"I--I hope. My neck kind of hurts." Jamie held the back of his head and fell back onto the steps.
"COME on." Catie said abruptly. And pulled his jacket.
"OUCH!"
"Sorry. Come on."
"Alright." Jamie said, very positivly. Catie helped him up and thye entered the door and into the bathroom. The stared into the mirror and she stared at the blood dripping down the side of his face. "The alcohol (spellings terrible... OH NO I'm turning into Strawberry Angel! lol j/k) is in the closet their, you know, the alcohol (grr...) for cuts??"
"Jamie, I know what it is." Catie giggled. "Now, where is you're little cut, Jame?"
"Jame? And the cut's right here." He looked at Catie, questingly.
"Jame. Yeah, short for Jamie," Catie smiled and poured some alcohol on a Q-Tip. "Here you go." She carefully put the cold QTIP on his cuts on his back. Now, you're head. That looks terrible! Now, where are the EMTs when you need 'em?"
"I'm right here, Cate."
"Yeah, I know YOU'RE an EMT, but, I know where Val is."
"Oh yeah, where?" Jamie said, Catie sunk back in the pink chair.
"With Tyler, I already called her and Tyler to come here, I mean they're better than me calling the police or "ON-DUTY" EMTs, right?"
"You mean..." Jamie began disregarding her question and unbelievably finishing with, "If it wasn't for that Mr. Overachiever- Val would be here and so would Tyler and THEY would get this UNHEALED head better?" HE yelled and cringed at his head-ache
Catie gave him a YOUR-EXACTLY-RIGHT look and nodded. "That's close to what I said."
Catie paused, she looked at Jamie, "I HAVE to get that blood of your head at least! That's making me SICK!"
He handed her a towel and she dabbed it ever so lightly and all the blood was gone, the cut easn't as big as it looked. The blood made it look bigger.
"There."
"Thanks, that feels better." Jamie announced and pulled her onto his lap. He put his forehead to hers and smiled, "Why don't YOU get some sleep, you've helped quite enough. Besides it's already... what 6?" She nodded.
And they both walked hand in hand to the living room and she got some sleep.
NEXT CHAPTER COMING TOMORROW!