Title: Trouble at Home, Chapter 7
Rating: PG
Author's Notes: Well I'M BAAAACCCKKK!!! I'm very very very very sorry that I didn't post sooner. I could list off a bazilion excuses but that wouldn't make up for the fact that I slacked off, and I am sorry. But that's behind me now, I've given myself time to write, so here is chapter seven! AND I've got a sequel to Confusion on the way as well. And, also to those who responded to my contest to get this chapter a day early, I accedentially lost those e-mails, and I'm sorry about that as well. But, everyone, forgive me, and enjoy this chapter!!!!
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Dr. Travis looked around the room. 'We've lost him,' echoed in his head. He was not going to lose this one. Not this one. "Oh no we haven't," He stated, determined. "Clear!" He yelled, and tried once again. Nothing. Tears were starting to brim in the young doctor's eyes. He yelled again. "Clear!" Still, nothing. His shoulders slumped, and he looked at the linoleum floor. All of his training told him that the boy was dead, gone, and wasn't coming back. But he couldn't admit that to himself, not just yet. 'One more time' he decided to himself. "Clear!" He cried out, for the last time. And his eyes got wide at what he saw, and heard. The heart moniter was showing a steady, consistant heartbeat. He just about fell over, Jamie was still hanging on.
Catie was still on the floor, her head burried in her hands, sobbing. She had tried to block out the hysterics going on in the room, but they had suddenly stopped. She looked up, knowing for sure that Jamie was dead.
But she didn't see a sheet over his body, like she expected. Doctor Travis was standing beside Jamie's bed, writing something in a chart, and smiling. The nurses were leaving with the crash cart, and left him alone in the room with Jamie and her. He suddenly looked up from writing, and his eyes met hers.
Catie quickly stood up, and Doctor Travis walked over to where she was standing. "Hi there," he said. "You're one of Jamie's friends, right?"
"Yeah," she said.
"Were you in here while everything was going on?" He asked. She nodded, still in shock of what she had just seen. "I'm so sorry you had to see that." He said. "But, listen, I'm not supposed to say this, but Jamie's a fighter. I really think he's going to make it. And he has something to live for." The Doctor patted Catie's shoulder reassuringly. "You can stay in here for awhile if you want." And with those words he left, leaving Catie alone with Jamie once again.
She quietly walked over to the chair at his bedside, and took his limp hand in hers. "Wow, Jamie, you really gave me a scare there for a minute." She said softly. "But Doctor Travis says he thinks that you're going to pull through. He says you're a fighter. And I already knew that, I suppose I just forgot. Gosh Jamie, you've been through so much, and no one even knew. No one knew about all the abuse you were taking, and you just dealt with it."
The mere thought of all that Jamie had gone through sent tears to Catie's eyes, but she brushed them away. She was trying to be optimistic. Jamie was going to be okay, she just knew it. He had to be okay. "You're going to be alright." She whispered in his ear, in attempt to reassure herself. "You're going to be alright."
Catie fell silent. She softly ran her fingers through his hair, and then leaned foreward. Even though his face was bruised, his lips seemed to have been spared from his father's fist. She felt drawn to them, and went foreward until her lips were merely inches from his. She didn't even realize what she was doing until her lips met his.
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It was really quiet, and he didn't know where he was. Something was different, was he asleep? What was going on? He didn't want to open his eyes, he knew the light would hurt. Where was he?
Then he heard it. A voice. A soft, sweet voice, whispering to him. It sounded really familiar, like he had heard it before, but where? Who did it belong to? Then he realized, Catie. It had to be Catie. But why was she talking to him? What happened, he didn't feel like he was on his bed. In fact, the last he remembered was that he was lying on HIS bed after his dad-
Wait, was he in a hospital? That had to be it. But he wasn't sure. Maybe this was some form of heaven or something. There were so many unanswered questions.
He was trying to figure out what was going on when he felt it. Something soft on his lips. Someone was kissing him! But who? His eyes snapped open on reflex to see the face of Catie.
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Catie pulled back after kissing him, and gasped. "Jamie!" she exclaimed in shock. He was awake.
Whoohooo, I wrote again! And I'll stay consistant this time, I promise. Now, wasn't that worth the wait. (I know I know, it was short, but I thought this part would be a good place to cliffhang the story!!!) Review, or else I'll wait six MORE months before posting chapter 8!! Heehee Just kidding!!
Rating: PG
Author's Notes: Well I'M BAAAACCCKKK!!! I'm very very very very sorry that I didn't post sooner. I could list off a bazilion excuses but that wouldn't make up for the fact that I slacked off, and I am sorry. But that's behind me now, I've given myself time to write, so here is chapter seven! AND I've got a sequel to Confusion on the way as well. And, also to those who responded to my contest to get this chapter a day early, I accedentially lost those e-mails, and I'm sorry about that as well. But, everyone, forgive me, and enjoy this chapter!!!!
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Dr. Travis looked around the room. 'We've lost him,' echoed in his head. He was not going to lose this one. Not this one. "Oh no we haven't," He stated, determined. "Clear!" He yelled, and tried once again. Nothing. Tears were starting to brim in the young doctor's eyes. He yelled again. "Clear!" Still, nothing. His shoulders slumped, and he looked at the linoleum floor. All of his training told him that the boy was dead, gone, and wasn't coming back. But he couldn't admit that to himself, not just yet. 'One more time' he decided to himself. "Clear!" He cried out, for the last time. And his eyes got wide at what he saw, and heard. The heart moniter was showing a steady, consistant heartbeat. He just about fell over, Jamie was still hanging on.
Catie was still on the floor, her head burried in her hands, sobbing. She had tried to block out the hysterics going on in the room, but they had suddenly stopped. She looked up, knowing for sure that Jamie was dead.
But she didn't see a sheet over his body, like she expected. Doctor Travis was standing beside Jamie's bed, writing something in a chart, and smiling. The nurses were leaving with the crash cart, and left him alone in the room with Jamie and her. He suddenly looked up from writing, and his eyes met hers.
Catie quickly stood up, and Doctor Travis walked over to where she was standing. "Hi there," he said. "You're one of Jamie's friends, right?"
"Yeah," she said.
"Were you in here while everything was going on?" He asked. She nodded, still in shock of what she had just seen. "I'm so sorry you had to see that." He said. "But, listen, I'm not supposed to say this, but Jamie's a fighter. I really think he's going to make it. And he has something to live for." The Doctor patted Catie's shoulder reassuringly. "You can stay in here for awhile if you want." And with those words he left, leaving Catie alone with Jamie once again.
She quietly walked over to the chair at his bedside, and took his limp hand in hers. "Wow, Jamie, you really gave me a scare there for a minute." She said softly. "But Doctor Travis says he thinks that you're going to pull through. He says you're a fighter. And I already knew that, I suppose I just forgot. Gosh Jamie, you've been through so much, and no one even knew. No one knew about all the abuse you were taking, and you just dealt with it."
The mere thought of all that Jamie had gone through sent tears to Catie's eyes, but she brushed them away. She was trying to be optimistic. Jamie was going to be okay, she just knew it. He had to be okay. "You're going to be alright." She whispered in his ear, in attempt to reassure herself. "You're going to be alright."
Catie fell silent. She softly ran her fingers through his hair, and then leaned foreward. Even though his face was bruised, his lips seemed to have been spared from his father's fist. She felt drawn to them, and went foreward until her lips were merely inches from his. She didn't even realize what she was doing until her lips met his.
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It was really quiet, and he didn't know where he was. Something was different, was he asleep? What was going on? He didn't want to open his eyes, he knew the light would hurt. Where was he?
Then he heard it. A voice. A soft, sweet voice, whispering to him. It sounded really familiar, like he had heard it before, but where? Who did it belong to? Then he realized, Catie. It had to be Catie. But why was she talking to him? What happened, he didn't feel like he was on his bed. In fact, the last he remembered was that he was lying on HIS bed after his dad-
Wait, was he in a hospital? That had to be it. But he wasn't sure. Maybe this was some form of heaven or something. There were so many unanswered questions.
He was trying to figure out what was going on when he felt it. Something soft on his lips. Someone was kissing him! But who? His eyes snapped open on reflex to see the face of Catie.
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Catie pulled back after kissing him, and gasped. "Jamie!" she exclaimed in shock. He was awake.
Whoohooo, I wrote again! And I'll stay consistant this time, I promise. Now, wasn't that worth the wait. (I know I know, it was short, but I thought this part would be a good place to cliffhang the story!!!) Review, or else I'll wait six MORE months before posting chapter 8!! Heehee Just kidding!!