Disclaimer-I swear if I have to write one more of these stupid things, ya'll know the drill.
A/N- Okay all, I decided to suck it up and sat down and forced myself to write, the people who kept telling me everything was okay and that I was a good writer. Though I don't really agree with what everyone said about my writings, I do think that even if I have one fan, I have to write for that person. So here we are, thanks to Arcadia for beta reading.
Male Bonding Gone Wrong
Chapter 11-Friends Will be Friends
Hank searched for the pulse desperately. "Don't do this, please don't do this." Digging his fingers deeply into Jamie's wrist, Hank's search was becoming frantic. He began CPR, frantically working to bring his friend back.
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Tyler stiffened suddenly. Something was wrong, very, very wrong. "Are you all right? Wesley asked walking into the room.
"I can't explain it, but something's wrong with my friends." Wesley glanced out the window.
"The storm is letting up here, which means it heading further into the woods." At the look of pure distress on Tyler's face, helped Wesley to make his decision. "While I'm out looking I don't want you to move all right?"
"Thank you sir." Tyler said relief flooding his features. Wesley smiled gently at him.
"And their names were Hank and Jamie?"
"Yes sir." Wesley shrugged on a coat and headed towards the door.
"Don't worry kid, I'll do my best to help your friends." Tyler did his best to smile as he watched Wesley vanish into the rainy night.
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The Thunderstorm warning kept replaying across the screen. The white flashes of the words illuminated Caitie's face and the expression in her eyes gave her a pale haunted appearance.
"Caitie?" Val asked softly.
"I just know something's wrong." Her voice matched her haunted appearance. "And I can't explain it, but its serious whatever it is." Val met Caitie's gaze and it took nearly all her self control not to shudder at what she saw there.
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What seemed like an eternity later, Jamie's heartbeat was once again felt under his skin. Erratic and weak, but there. Jamie needed medical attention, and he needed it now. He startled when he thought he heard a new voice. He strained his hearing. "JAMIE?! HANK?!" Placing Jamie gently on the ground, he stood up and scanned the trees. A flashlight shown through the trees, landing on him.
"Help!" Hank called out, the light left his eyes and he saw a tall man in a raincoat appear.
"You Hank or Jamie?!" He shouted. Hank nodded.
"Who are you?!"
"I'm Wesley, Don't worry about your friend Tyler, He's fine." Hank's face flooded with relief.
"Jamie needs help really badly sir!" Wesley followed Hank's view to see Jamie crumpled on the ground.
"How badly is he hurt?!"
"I'm not exactly sure." Wesley knelt by Jamie and took his wrist.
"Pulse weak and erratic." With a shuddering sigh Wesley stooped down and lifted Jamie in his arms, like he was a child. "Follow me." Hank nodded and followed behind, working their way up the steep hill. The storm which had lightened up by his home, had worsened in the woods, making the trek back to his home more dangerous. Wesley stopped suddenly, and turned to Hank. Much to his horror, he turned just in time to see Hank lose his footing and fall down the steep hill.
Oh dear, now what? Is Hank okay? What about Jamie, and Tyler for that matter?
A/N- Okay all, I decided to suck it up and sat down and forced myself to write, the people who kept telling me everything was okay and that I was a good writer. Though I don't really agree with what everyone said about my writings, I do think that even if I have one fan, I have to write for that person. So here we are, thanks to Arcadia for beta reading.
Male Bonding Gone Wrong
Chapter 11-Friends Will be Friends
Hank searched for the pulse desperately. "Don't do this, please don't do this." Digging his fingers deeply into Jamie's wrist, Hank's search was becoming frantic. He began CPR, frantically working to bring his friend back.
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Tyler stiffened suddenly. Something was wrong, very, very wrong. "Are you all right? Wesley asked walking into the room.
"I can't explain it, but something's wrong with my friends." Wesley glanced out the window.
"The storm is letting up here, which means it heading further into the woods." At the look of pure distress on Tyler's face, helped Wesley to make his decision. "While I'm out looking I don't want you to move all right?"
"Thank you sir." Tyler said relief flooding his features. Wesley smiled gently at him.
"And their names were Hank and Jamie?"
"Yes sir." Wesley shrugged on a coat and headed towards the door.
"Don't worry kid, I'll do my best to help your friends." Tyler did his best to smile as he watched Wesley vanish into the rainy night.
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The Thunderstorm warning kept replaying across the screen. The white flashes of the words illuminated Caitie's face and the expression in her eyes gave her a pale haunted appearance.
"Caitie?" Val asked softly.
"I just know something's wrong." Her voice matched her haunted appearance. "And I can't explain it, but its serious whatever it is." Val met Caitie's gaze and it took nearly all her self control not to shudder at what she saw there.
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What seemed like an eternity later, Jamie's heartbeat was once again felt under his skin. Erratic and weak, but there. Jamie needed medical attention, and he needed it now. He startled when he thought he heard a new voice. He strained his hearing. "JAMIE?! HANK?!" Placing Jamie gently on the ground, he stood up and scanned the trees. A flashlight shown through the trees, landing on him.
"Help!" Hank called out, the light left his eyes and he saw a tall man in a raincoat appear.
"You Hank or Jamie?!" He shouted. Hank nodded.
"Who are you?!"
"I'm Wesley, Don't worry about your friend Tyler, He's fine." Hank's face flooded with relief.
"Jamie needs help really badly sir!" Wesley followed Hank's view to see Jamie crumpled on the ground.
"How badly is he hurt?!"
"I'm not exactly sure." Wesley knelt by Jamie and took his wrist.
"Pulse weak and erratic." With a shuddering sigh Wesley stooped down and lifted Jamie in his arms, like he was a child. "Follow me." Hank nodded and followed behind, working their way up the steep hill. The storm which had lightened up by his home, had worsened in the woods, making the trek back to his home more dangerous. Wesley stopped suddenly, and turned to Hank. Much to his horror, he turned just in time to see Hank lose his footing and fall down the steep hill.
Oh dear, now what? Is Hank okay? What about Jamie, and Tyler for that matter?