A/N: Nothing much to say I just hope you'll enjoy it
~~* Previously *~~
"Help me..." Dave softly and sluggishly called out. The kicking stopped altogether. Dave punched one, two more times before he had no more strength. His eyes were closing and his eyesight was darkening. His dad just let him fall. Dave's eyes were failing him, but he managed to see his dad walk out of the room before everything faded away.
~~* Back to the story *~~
Chapter 5: Cornered
Luka was outside of Dave's room in a chair falling asleep. Dr. Greene tapped him on the shoulder. He opened his eyes. Dr. Greene sat next to him.
"How is he?" Dr. Greene asked.
"Should be fine, last time I checked him he wasn't sleeping soundly though."
"What happened in the bathroom?"
"I don't know, he just snapped."
"Are you going to file charges?"
"No, of course not. He's my friend." A nurse ran into Dave's room. Then another one.
"What's going on?" Mark asked them.
"It's Mr. Malucci!" But that's all she would say and she ran into the room. Luka and Mark followed them. They saw Dave on the floor next to his bed. His face pale.
"What happened?" Dr. Greene asked as they both ran to a lifeless Malucci.
"He's not breathing!" A nurse yelled. Luka just began to shake him.
"Get a gurney!" Dr. Greene immediately began to pass out orders.
"Come on Dave! Come on! Breathe!" Luka yelled at him while shaking him. He forgot everything he knew to help his friend.
"Dr. Kovac, move aside. Move aside!" Luka just helplessly stepped out of the room. He could only watch as they got Dave back. After about an hour, Mark stepped out and headed for Luka.
"How is he? Is he breathing?"
"He's fine. He shows no medical reason to have stopped breathing like that."
"So what do you think could have caused it?"
"Honestly I don't know. I tried talking to him but doesn't want to."
"I'll try."
"I wouldn't recommended after what he almost did to you." Mark pointed to his, now, purple bruise. Dr. Greene's beeper went off. "Sorry Luka but I have to go. Don't go in there." He reminded him, knowing perfectly well Luka would go in there anyway.
Luka just turned around and looked at Dave in his bed. There was something else Luka hadn't told Dr. Greene. About the demons Dave was fighting. About Dave's father. After making sure that Mark left, he went into Dave's room. The nurses had already left so it was only Dave and Luka.
"Hi Dave, how are you feeling?" Dave was lying on his side, his back to Luka.
"Go away."
"I just came to talk to you. See how you were."
"I said go away!" Dave threw his TV remote; it was the only thing accessible at the time. Luka caught it then put it down.
'Come on Dave. Please talk to me.' Luka thought to himself. He sat down in a chair next to his bed.
"Sorry Dave. I'm not leaving until you talk to me."
"What do you want?" He replied angrily, still not looking at Luka.
"You're hurt Dave."
"Well obviously genius!"
"No, I meant mentally." Dave turned around.
"What are you talking about?"
"Yeah, I just think there is something you aren't telling me." Dave's face saddened. He looked down.
"There isn't anything wrong."
"Come on Dave," Luka was trying not to lose him. "You can tell me."
"I don't know. No. There isn't anything wrong."
"Dave, come on. I just want to know what or maybe who hurt you."
"My- no one."
"Dave, I could help you."
"Everyone has been telling me that all my life."
"I could actually help you. I won't stop until I help you. I'm your friend."
"You're what?"
"Your friend."
"If, let's say I tell you, will you tell anyone at work?"
"You know it all depends."
"I can't."
"What happened in here right now?" Luka was looking at Dave. He seemed to be deciding whether not to tell him something. After a few minutes of silence Dave spoke quietly and carefully.
"My dad. He was in here right now."
"What? What would he be doing in here?" Luka was confused at the information Dave was distributing.
"He- he was trying to-" Dave went over what he was planning to tell Luka. Since when would he tell Luka anything?
"To what Dave?" Dave brow furrowed.
"Kill me." Dave said quietly. Luka stood up, knocking the chair over.
"When!? Now?" All Dave did was nod. Luka was speechless. "You need to tell the police!"
"No!" Dave sat up. "He only did it because of something I did. I deserve to die!"
"Don't say that Dave! Whatever you did. It just sick for him to try to kill you! You're his son!" He was trying to put some sense into him.
"I tried to kill him!"
"What are you saying? Listen to your self!"
"I had him cornered! I punched him and he fell. I kept telling him he wouldn't hurt me again. And- and if he hadn't knocked me down I would have! I go over that same scene in my head over and over again! I still would have tried to kill him!"
"When did all of this happen?"
"Right now!"
"Dave," Luka was realizing that he hadn't tried to kill his father. "You've been unconscious, there is no way you could have tried to hurt him."
"Yes I did!"
"Listen to me Dave, there is no way you could have hurt him."
"Then you tell me why he was here!"
"I don't know what to tell you." Dave looked away.
"Go away Luka!"
"Come on Dave!"
"He wouldn't have hurt me without reason. Not this time." Dave mumbled, mostly to console himself. Luka knew he lost Dave again.
'I have to find Dr. Greene.' After searching frantically through the hospital he found him getting ready to leave.
"Dr. Greene! Wait!"
"What's wrong?"
"It's Dave! His father tried to kill him!"
"What!? Let's go!" Both of the men ran to Dave's room.
Two hours later, after Luka and Mark talked to Dave and policemen talked to him also, the search to find Dave's assailant began. Luka and Mark had very little hope to find him though. It had been at least three hours. The police were swarming the entire hospital, Mark had to go around assuring everyone that everything was under control.
Mark and Luka were sitting down in front of Dave's room. Mark was still shocked at everything Dave had confessed to Luka.
"It's still not possible. There's no way he could have hurt his father."
"I was thinking about the small details he told me. He said he had his father cornered and he punched his father. He kept telling his father he wouldn't let him hurt him again
"Didn't Dave have you cornered? Wait he also told you the same thing!"
"Exactly!"
"But they whole entire scene was in his mind?"
"Maybe, I don't know. I might have triggered something or he had a strong flashback." He sighed "I really don't know what's going on in Dave's mind."
"I don't think any of us know."
"Doctor Greene, doctor Kovac?" both doctors looked up, it was the police officer. "We found a guy that fits the exact description. We are going to bring him up for him to be identified, but he's identical to the description Mr. Malucci gave us."
"That means you found..." Luka trailed off, stunned.
"That's right, we found Mr. Malucci's father."
Dum, dum duuuummmm..... Hope you like it, more coming, so sorry to the readers this took so long, I've been writing other stories. Next chapter, hopefully, won't take long.
~~* Previously *~~
"Help me..." Dave softly and sluggishly called out. The kicking stopped altogether. Dave punched one, two more times before he had no more strength. His eyes were closing and his eyesight was darkening. His dad just let him fall. Dave's eyes were failing him, but he managed to see his dad walk out of the room before everything faded away.
~~* Back to the story *~~
Chapter 5: Cornered
Luka was outside of Dave's room in a chair falling asleep. Dr. Greene tapped him on the shoulder. He opened his eyes. Dr. Greene sat next to him.
"How is he?" Dr. Greene asked.
"Should be fine, last time I checked him he wasn't sleeping soundly though."
"What happened in the bathroom?"
"I don't know, he just snapped."
"Are you going to file charges?"
"No, of course not. He's my friend." A nurse ran into Dave's room. Then another one.
"What's going on?" Mark asked them.
"It's Mr. Malucci!" But that's all she would say and she ran into the room. Luka and Mark followed them. They saw Dave on the floor next to his bed. His face pale.
"What happened?" Dr. Greene asked as they both ran to a lifeless Malucci.
"He's not breathing!" A nurse yelled. Luka just began to shake him.
"Get a gurney!" Dr. Greene immediately began to pass out orders.
"Come on Dave! Come on! Breathe!" Luka yelled at him while shaking him. He forgot everything he knew to help his friend.
"Dr. Kovac, move aside. Move aside!" Luka just helplessly stepped out of the room. He could only watch as they got Dave back. After about an hour, Mark stepped out and headed for Luka.
"How is he? Is he breathing?"
"He's fine. He shows no medical reason to have stopped breathing like that."
"So what do you think could have caused it?"
"Honestly I don't know. I tried talking to him but doesn't want to."
"I'll try."
"I wouldn't recommended after what he almost did to you." Mark pointed to his, now, purple bruise. Dr. Greene's beeper went off. "Sorry Luka but I have to go. Don't go in there." He reminded him, knowing perfectly well Luka would go in there anyway.
Luka just turned around and looked at Dave in his bed. There was something else Luka hadn't told Dr. Greene. About the demons Dave was fighting. About Dave's father. After making sure that Mark left, he went into Dave's room. The nurses had already left so it was only Dave and Luka.
"Hi Dave, how are you feeling?" Dave was lying on his side, his back to Luka.
"Go away."
"I just came to talk to you. See how you were."
"I said go away!" Dave threw his TV remote; it was the only thing accessible at the time. Luka caught it then put it down.
'Come on Dave. Please talk to me.' Luka thought to himself. He sat down in a chair next to his bed.
"Sorry Dave. I'm not leaving until you talk to me."
"What do you want?" He replied angrily, still not looking at Luka.
"You're hurt Dave."
"Well obviously genius!"
"No, I meant mentally." Dave turned around.
"What are you talking about?"
"Yeah, I just think there is something you aren't telling me." Dave's face saddened. He looked down.
"There isn't anything wrong."
"Come on Dave," Luka was trying not to lose him. "You can tell me."
"I don't know. No. There isn't anything wrong."
"Dave, come on. I just want to know what or maybe who hurt you."
"My- no one."
"Dave, I could help you."
"Everyone has been telling me that all my life."
"I could actually help you. I won't stop until I help you. I'm your friend."
"You're what?"
"Your friend."
"If, let's say I tell you, will you tell anyone at work?"
"You know it all depends."
"I can't."
"What happened in here right now?" Luka was looking at Dave. He seemed to be deciding whether not to tell him something. After a few minutes of silence Dave spoke quietly and carefully.
"My dad. He was in here right now."
"What? What would he be doing in here?" Luka was confused at the information Dave was distributing.
"He- he was trying to-" Dave went over what he was planning to tell Luka. Since when would he tell Luka anything?
"To what Dave?" Dave brow furrowed.
"Kill me." Dave said quietly. Luka stood up, knocking the chair over.
"When!? Now?" All Dave did was nod. Luka was speechless. "You need to tell the police!"
"No!" Dave sat up. "He only did it because of something I did. I deserve to die!"
"Don't say that Dave! Whatever you did. It just sick for him to try to kill you! You're his son!" He was trying to put some sense into him.
"I tried to kill him!"
"What are you saying? Listen to your self!"
"I had him cornered! I punched him and he fell. I kept telling him he wouldn't hurt me again. And- and if he hadn't knocked me down I would have! I go over that same scene in my head over and over again! I still would have tried to kill him!"
"When did all of this happen?"
"Right now!"
"Dave," Luka was realizing that he hadn't tried to kill his father. "You've been unconscious, there is no way you could have tried to hurt him."
"Yes I did!"
"Listen to me Dave, there is no way you could have hurt him."
"Then you tell me why he was here!"
"I don't know what to tell you." Dave looked away.
"Go away Luka!"
"Come on Dave!"
"He wouldn't have hurt me without reason. Not this time." Dave mumbled, mostly to console himself. Luka knew he lost Dave again.
'I have to find Dr. Greene.' After searching frantically through the hospital he found him getting ready to leave.
"Dr. Greene! Wait!"
"What's wrong?"
"It's Dave! His father tried to kill him!"
"What!? Let's go!" Both of the men ran to Dave's room.
Two hours later, after Luka and Mark talked to Dave and policemen talked to him also, the search to find Dave's assailant began. Luka and Mark had very little hope to find him though. It had been at least three hours. The police were swarming the entire hospital, Mark had to go around assuring everyone that everything was under control.
Mark and Luka were sitting down in front of Dave's room. Mark was still shocked at everything Dave had confessed to Luka.
"It's still not possible. There's no way he could have hurt his father."
"I was thinking about the small details he told me. He said he had his father cornered and he punched his father. He kept telling his father he wouldn't let him hurt him again
"Didn't Dave have you cornered? Wait he also told you the same thing!"
"Exactly!"
"But they whole entire scene was in his mind?"
"Maybe, I don't know. I might have triggered something or he had a strong flashback." He sighed "I really don't know what's going on in Dave's mind."
"I don't think any of us know."
"Doctor Greene, doctor Kovac?" both doctors looked up, it was the police officer. "We found a guy that fits the exact description. We are going to bring him up for him to be identified, but he's identical to the description Mr. Malucci gave us."
"That means you found..." Luka trailed off, stunned.
"That's right, we found Mr. Malucci's father."
Dum, dum duuuummmm..... Hope you like it, more coming, so sorry to the readers this took so long, I've been writing other stories. Next chapter, hopefully, won't take long.