A/N: Thanks to all the reviews. Any review is a good review! I tried to do all the medical stuff but if it's wrong (which it probably is) tell me what is wrong exactly so next time I can fix it. Anyway I, for once in my life, have nothing more to say so just enjoy the rest of the story!
~~* Previously *~~
"Y-you can't h-hurt me anymore." Dave said very softly. Luka gasped at what he was witnessing. A single tear fell from Dave's face but he, without delay, wiped it off.
"I won't let you. You can't hurt me anymore, dad."
~~* Now, back to the story *~~
Chapter 3: Flying
The grim truth hit Luka hard. He didn't want to accept it. It was unreasonable. He saw Dave's bleeding had stopped.
"Dad?" Dave's eyes and face regained hostility and hatred. He moved closer to Luka, who was now becoming alarmed at the thought of what Dave might do to him in this state he was in. "Why dad?" Dave asked him as he kept moving closer. Luka was crawling backwards now, afraid that Dave might get too close but he then felt another reason to panic. The wall. Dave had him cornered against the wall.
"Help! Someone!" Luka called out. He moved his head to look at the door. "Someone help me!" If Dave didn't have him in a corner Luka could have easily slipped away, the door was only a few feet away from him.
"Why should anyone help you? Did you ever let me get help?" Dave chuckled "You know what's funny? You want to know what's so FUNNY?" His face was red from anger. He closed his eyes and started shaking his head as if in disagreement with himself. "I never hit you. I never hit you back." His head instantly shot up. "Well that's all over." Luka cringed and closed his eyes. He put his hands up for any cover that he may need. As if on cue the bathroom door opened.
"What is going on here Malucci?!" Luka opened his eyes relieved it was Mark Greene. Dave just kept advancing on Luka. It seemed he didn't hear or see Dr. Greene. Mark looked down and saw Luka looking back at him terrified. Dave had his back toward him.
"What is the problem Dave?" Mark went to him. He wanted Dave to face him so he grabbed his shoulder to force him to turn around. Dave started to turn around slowly. Luka saw his face grow viscous. He punched Mark. Mark, without thinking, punched him back. Dave fell to the floor. Dr. Greene helped Luka stand up. He had a very nasty bruise from the punch Dave had administered.
"Dave?" Mark asked the body lying on the floor. He still hadn't gotten up. He moved down. "Dave?" Dave still wasn't responding or moving. "Luka go get a gurney! He's not breathing!"
Luka ran out of the bathroom and managed to get the only doctors he could get. He came back with a gurney and Dr. Benton.
"What do we have?" Dr. Benton asked once inside the bathroom. "Malucci?"
"Low pulse, no breath sounds. Looks like a heavy blow to the head. May have a concussion."
"What exactly happened? On the count of three, one, two, three." All three lifted him on to the gurney. They ran to a near by room.
"Breathing still shallow." Luka told no one specifically. "Get me a Tox screen and get a CBC. Lost a lot of blood. Type and Cross match."
"Pulse ox 85." Haleh said. "Weak heart rhythm."
Malucci opened his eyes and sat up but didn't get far, Mark and Benton pushed him down.
"Get off me!" Dave tried to throw off the doctors. He almost threw Benton off.
"Malucci relax or we'll have to restrain you!" Mark ordered. Dave still kept forcing the doctors off him.
"Get the restraints!" Benton yelled. Dave kept pushing and hitting anyone whom came in close contact with him.
"Don't touch me!"
"Calm down!" Luka told him.
"Don't-"
'BEEEEP'
"He's in V-fib." One of the nurses stated
"Prepare paddles. Charge to 50. Clear"
'BEEEEP'
"Charge to 100. Clear."
'Beep, beep, beep.'
"Welcome back Dave," Luka said quietly.
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Dave was lying down in a room in the ICU. No one had visited him and he was glad. He can't remember anything past when he was talking with Luka, but even that's unclear. It all seems like a dream. According to a nurse there he was just recently brought up. He hoped he didn't hurt anyone or anything. Maybe he didn't. Maybe he just was unconscious. Now he was floating. Not sure where but floating. He looked below and saw his father trying to pull him down. His father had a hold of his ankle and kept yanking him down. He was telling his father to let him go. Let him fly away.
"I'm never going to let you." His father said evilly. "Even if you manage to fly I'll find away to ground you again."
"Just let me go!" Dave saw he was thirteen again. He touched his face and winced as he touched his eye. He knew he had a bad bruise there. He pulled up his shirt and saw on his left side purple and yellow bruises. He felt it and knew also he had a few ribs broken.
"Dave!" He looked up and saw some people trying to pull him up. He didn't remember who they were but felt he should. He kicked at his father, he trusted these people. He felt they might or could be his friends. One was wearing a white lab coat.
"Leave me alone. I want to go with them!" He yelled at his father.
"Even if you do leave, I'll find and get you!"
"Not if you don't know where I am!" He kicked his father even harder, but was missing.
"I'll find you somehow!"
"Please take me now!" He yelled at the people. They pulled hard enough and he was free. Flying away.
"Welcome back Dave." One of the men said.
"I hope it will be forever." He told them. "I hope."
Chapter 4 should be up, but maybe in at least two days. Sorry, my parents are threatening to take the Internet away. They say I should make human interaction. I'm still trying to figure out what that is. Anywho, hopefully by tomorrow, chapter 4 should be up, but just warning you in case it takes longer. Well, bye for now. E-mails are always welcome.
~~* Previously *~~
"Y-you can't h-hurt me anymore." Dave said very softly. Luka gasped at what he was witnessing. A single tear fell from Dave's face but he, without delay, wiped it off.
"I won't let you. You can't hurt me anymore, dad."
~~* Now, back to the story *~~
Chapter 3: Flying
The grim truth hit Luka hard. He didn't want to accept it. It was unreasonable. He saw Dave's bleeding had stopped.
"Dad?" Dave's eyes and face regained hostility and hatred. He moved closer to Luka, who was now becoming alarmed at the thought of what Dave might do to him in this state he was in. "Why dad?" Dave asked him as he kept moving closer. Luka was crawling backwards now, afraid that Dave might get too close but he then felt another reason to panic. The wall. Dave had him cornered against the wall.
"Help! Someone!" Luka called out. He moved his head to look at the door. "Someone help me!" If Dave didn't have him in a corner Luka could have easily slipped away, the door was only a few feet away from him.
"Why should anyone help you? Did you ever let me get help?" Dave chuckled "You know what's funny? You want to know what's so FUNNY?" His face was red from anger. He closed his eyes and started shaking his head as if in disagreement with himself. "I never hit you. I never hit you back." His head instantly shot up. "Well that's all over." Luka cringed and closed his eyes. He put his hands up for any cover that he may need. As if on cue the bathroom door opened.
"What is going on here Malucci?!" Luka opened his eyes relieved it was Mark Greene. Dave just kept advancing on Luka. It seemed he didn't hear or see Dr. Greene. Mark looked down and saw Luka looking back at him terrified. Dave had his back toward him.
"What is the problem Dave?" Mark went to him. He wanted Dave to face him so he grabbed his shoulder to force him to turn around. Dave started to turn around slowly. Luka saw his face grow viscous. He punched Mark. Mark, without thinking, punched him back. Dave fell to the floor. Dr. Greene helped Luka stand up. He had a very nasty bruise from the punch Dave had administered.
"Dave?" Mark asked the body lying on the floor. He still hadn't gotten up. He moved down. "Dave?" Dave still wasn't responding or moving. "Luka go get a gurney! He's not breathing!"
Luka ran out of the bathroom and managed to get the only doctors he could get. He came back with a gurney and Dr. Benton.
"What do we have?" Dr. Benton asked once inside the bathroom. "Malucci?"
"Low pulse, no breath sounds. Looks like a heavy blow to the head. May have a concussion."
"What exactly happened? On the count of three, one, two, three." All three lifted him on to the gurney. They ran to a near by room.
"Breathing still shallow." Luka told no one specifically. "Get me a Tox screen and get a CBC. Lost a lot of blood. Type and Cross match."
"Pulse ox 85." Haleh said. "Weak heart rhythm."
Malucci opened his eyes and sat up but didn't get far, Mark and Benton pushed him down.
"Get off me!" Dave tried to throw off the doctors. He almost threw Benton off.
"Malucci relax or we'll have to restrain you!" Mark ordered. Dave still kept forcing the doctors off him.
"Get the restraints!" Benton yelled. Dave kept pushing and hitting anyone whom came in close contact with him.
"Don't touch me!"
"Calm down!" Luka told him.
"Don't-"
'BEEEEP'
"He's in V-fib." One of the nurses stated
"Prepare paddles. Charge to 50. Clear"
'BEEEEP'
"Charge to 100. Clear."
'Beep, beep, beep.'
"Welcome back Dave," Luka said quietly.
********************************************************************
Dave was lying down in a room in the ICU. No one had visited him and he was glad. He can't remember anything past when he was talking with Luka, but even that's unclear. It all seems like a dream. According to a nurse there he was just recently brought up. He hoped he didn't hurt anyone or anything. Maybe he didn't. Maybe he just was unconscious. Now he was floating. Not sure where but floating. He looked below and saw his father trying to pull him down. His father had a hold of his ankle and kept yanking him down. He was telling his father to let him go. Let him fly away.
"I'm never going to let you." His father said evilly. "Even if you manage to fly I'll find away to ground you again."
"Just let me go!" Dave saw he was thirteen again. He touched his face and winced as he touched his eye. He knew he had a bad bruise there. He pulled up his shirt and saw on his left side purple and yellow bruises. He felt it and knew also he had a few ribs broken.
"Dave!" He looked up and saw some people trying to pull him up. He didn't remember who they were but felt he should. He kicked at his father, he trusted these people. He felt they might or could be his friends. One was wearing a white lab coat.
"Leave me alone. I want to go with them!" He yelled at his father.
"Even if you do leave, I'll find and get you!"
"Not if you don't know where I am!" He kicked his father even harder, but was missing.
"I'll find you somehow!"
"Please take me now!" He yelled at the people. They pulled hard enough and he was free. Flying away.
"Welcome back Dave." One of the men said.
"I hope it will be forever." He told them. "I hope."
Chapter 4 should be up, but maybe in at least two days. Sorry, my parents are threatening to take the Internet away. They say I should make human interaction. I'm still trying to figure out what that is. Anywho, hopefully by tomorrow, chapter 4 should be up, but just warning you in case it takes longer. Well, bye for now. E-mails are always welcome.