Disclaimer- Whoa, not mine!
Author Notes- I know, ya'll probably all just crapped your pants. I actually wrote for this story. *Shrugs* Ed cooperated, and so it worked. Anyhow,its not great or anything, but its something.
Chapter 8- I Didn't Want You To See
Val sat with her back against the wall. School was let out for the day, but she was so tired she didn't want to move. Caitie slid down the wall next to her.
"Man am I ever tired." Val intoned. Caitie nodded in agreement.
"I think we're all tired."
"Yeah, I was talking to his mom and she said he had a real hell of a nightmare the other night." Val said.
"About the accident?"
"Not sure, she wouldn't tell me what exactly it was about. I doubt he even told her." Val sighed and Caitie stood up.
"I'm heading down there if you wanna come."
"Help me up." Val requested and Caitie reached down to offer he hand. With a bit of a yank, she hauled Val to her feet.
"Lets go."
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Val and Caitie sat in Jamie room as he quickly explained the dream.
"So you know who hit you, but you don't?" Caitie asked, slightly confused.
"I don't know the guy personally, but I can describe exactly what he looked like now."
"Have you talked to the police yet?" Val asked.
"Yeah, I did earlier today. Brought in a sketch artist, asked if this was the guy, like I could see it." Jamie snorted.
"I thought your vision was getting better." Val began slowly.
"It is, but I still can't see worth a crap." Val nodded sympathetically.
"At least the police know what to look for now." Caitie said.
"Jamie, I'm sorry, but this has been bugging me for a couple days now. The day of your surgery, some guy came to visit you, who was it?" Val blurted out.
"What? Val, the only new person to come visit me was my mom."
"Some guy waltz in, asked for your room, and went in to see you."
"Oh that guy! I slept through that, but my mom said some reporter guy came to talk to me." The two girl blinked.
"Oh, well we'd never seen him before." Caitie said. Jamie kinda shrugged
"Hey, your out of restraints!" Val exclaimed.
"Yeah, they took them off last night." Jamie replied smiling a little.
"That's great!"
"I start Physio tomorrow." Jamie said, changing the subject.
"Nervous?" Caitie asked.
"I have a feeling, its gonna hurt like hell."
"That's probably because it will." Val said matter of factly.
"Great reassurance Val." Caitie muttered, elbowing the blond in the side.
"Sorry!" Val grimaced.
"My uncle is a Phyiso Therapist, and he told me its best if you have people in the room you trust. Were you told that?" Caitie asked.
"Yeah." Jamie muttered. "But I thought it might be best if no one has to see me holler and scream."
"I think it would be easier on you if you had someone to help." Val argued. Jamie shrugged helplessly. "Well, I'd like to volunteer to help."
"Val, I can't ask-"
"Your not asking, I'm telling. I'm coming tomorrow." Val stated.
"Me too." Caitie added.
"Don't be surprised if Hank and Tyler show up too."
"And I suppose there's no way I can talk you out of it?"
"Not likely." Val replied and Caitie snickered.
"See ya tomorrow Jamie." Caitie called as she and Val were ushered out by the nurse.
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The therapy had been going on for nearly an hour. Jamie was nearly in tears and Caitie looked like she was about to start bawling right along with him. No one should even have to endure what Jamie was going through right this second. Both Val and Hank looked ill and Tyler was doing his best to try and keep Jamie pre-occupied. Finally the therapist, Dr. Caravella called it quits for the day.
"You did very well Jamie." He praised helping the young man back into the wheelchair.
"Th-anks." Jamie gasped, his voice breaking.
"You did great Jamie." Tyler said clamping his hand down around Jamie's shoulder. Jamie could only nod. Val leaned down and hugged him.
"You handled it so much better than anyone I could imagine." She whispered in his ear. "We're very proud of you right now." Jamie closed his eyes.
"Thank you." He whispered back. "I really think I needed to hear that." She stepped back and Caitie took hold of Jamie's hand protectively.
"We'll take you to your room now Jamie. Its over for today." She said, trying to be soothing. He nodded and the group of Teens walked with him back to his room.
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"Hello?" Alex said, snatching up the phone.
"Hey Alex." Hank greeted tiredly.
"Hank, how was the Phyiso?" Alex asked anxiously.
"I think I understand why he didn't want us there. God Alex, it was like they were torturing him!"
"I know it had to be hard Hank, but he's gotta go through it if he wants to walk again."
"I know." Hank said quietly.
"I'm sure he'd understand if you can't go back." Alex said, guessing the problem.
"I feel like I have to be there Alex. Like I need to be his friend and stand by him, but watching him suffer all the pain, its just...Its to much to handle."
"I'm sure if you told him that, he'd understand." Hank sighed.
"Thanks Alex, I just wanted to call and check in. The Phyiso went well, the therapist said Jamie did extremely well for his first day, and that if things keep going at this speed, he'll be up and hobbling in no time."
"All right, that's great. Tell Jamie I'll try and stop by to see him soon."
"Okay, see ya Alex."
"Bye Hank." Alex could only sigh. The only thing they could do for Jamie now is be there for him. And from what it sounded like from Hank, that would probably be the most difficult thing for them to do.
Haha, I wrote! well the guy who the kids saw was simply a reporter, but that doesn't explain who the other man was.....does it?
Author Notes- I know, ya'll probably all just crapped your pants. I actually wrote for this story. *Shrugs* Ed cooperated, and so it worked. Anyhow,its not great or anything, but its something.
Chapter 8- I Didn't Want You To See
Val sat with her back against the wall. School was let out for the day, but she was so tired she didn't want to move. Caitie slid down the wall next to her.
"Man am I ever tired." Val intoned. Caitie nodded in agreement.
"I think we're all tired."
"Yeah, I was talking to his mom and she said he had a real hell of a nightmare the other night." Val said.
"About the accident?"
"Not sure, she wouldn't tell me what exactly it was about. I doubt he even told her." Val sighed and Caitie stood up.
"I'm heading down there if you wanna come."
"Help me up." Val requested and Caitie reached down to offer he hand. With a bit of a yank, she hauled Val to her feet.
"Lets go."
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Val and Caitie sat in Jamie room as he quickly explained the dream.
"So you know who hit you, but you don't?" Caitie asked, slightly confused.
"I don't know the guy personally, but I can describe exactly what he looked like now."
"Have you talked to the police yet?" Val asked.
"Yeah, I did earlier today. Brought in a sketch artist, asked if this was the guy, like I could see it." Jamie snorted.
"I thought your vision was getting better." Val began slowly.
"It is, but I still can't see worth a crap." Val nodded sympathetically.
"At least the police know what to look for now." Caitie said.
"Jamie, I'm sorry, but this has been bugging me for a couple days now. The day of your surgery, some guy came to visit you, who was it?" Val blurted out.
"What? Val, the only new person to come visit me was my mom."
"Some guy waltz in, asked for your room, and went in to see you."
"Oh that guy! I slept through that, but my mom said some reporter guy came to talk to me." The two girl blinked.
"Oh, well we'd never seen him before." Caitie said. Jamie kinda shrugged
"Hey, your out of restraints!" Val exclaimed.
"Yeah, they took them off last night." Jamie replied smiling a little.
"That's great!"
"I start Physio tomorrow." Jamie said, changing the subject.
"Nervous?" Caitie asked.
"I have a feeling, its gonna hurt like hell."
"That's probably because it will." Val said matter of factly.
"Great reassurance Val." Caitie muttered, elbowing the blond in the side.
"Sorry!" Val grimaced.
"My uncle is a Phyiso Therapist, and he told me its best if you have people in the room you trust. Were you told that?" Caitie asked.
"Yeah." Jamie muttered. "But I thought it might be best if no one has to see me holler and scream."
"I think it would be easier on you if you had someone to help." Val argued. Jamie shrugged helplessly. "Well, I'd like to volunteer to help."
"Val, I can't ask-"
"Your not asking, I'm telling. I'm coming tomorrow." Val stated.
"Me too." Caitie added.
"Don't be surprised if Hank and Tyler show up too."
"And I suppose there's no way I can talk you out of it?"
"Not likely." Val replied and Caitie snickered.
"See ya tomorrow Jamie." Caitie called as she and Val were ushered out by the nurse.
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The therapy had been going on for nearly an hour. Jamie was nearly in tears and Caitie looked like she was about to start bawling right along with him. No one should even have to endure what Jamie was going through right this second. Both Val and Hank looked ill and Tyler was doing his best to try and keep Jamie pre-occupied. Finally the therapist, Dr. Caravella called it quits for the day.
"You did very well Jamie." He praised helping the young man back into the wheelchair.
"Th-anks." Jamie gasped, his voice breaking.
"You did great Jamie." Tyler said clamping his hand down around Jamie's shoulder. Jamie could only nod. Val leaned down and hugged him.
"You handled it so much better than anyone I could imagine." She whispered in his ear. "We're very proud of you right now." Jamie closed his eyes.
"Thank you." He whispered back. "I really think I needed to hear that." She stepped back and Caitie took hold of Jamie's hand protectively.
"We'll take you to your room now Jamie. Its over for today." She said, trying to be soothing. He nodded and the group of Teens walked with him back to his room.
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"Hello?" Alex said, snatching up the phone.
"Hey Alex." Hank greeted tiredly.
"Hank, how was the Phyiso?" Alex asked anxiously.
"I think I understand why he didn't want us there. God Alex, it was like they were torturing him!"
"I know it had to be hard Hank, but he's gotta go through it if he wants to walk again."
"I know." Hank said quietly.
"I'm sure he'd understand if you can't go back." Alex said, guessing the problem.
"I feel like I have to be there Alex. Like I need to be his friend and stand by him, but watching him suffer all the pain, its just...Its to much to handle."
"I'm sure if you told him that, he'd understand." Hank sighed.
"Thanks Alex, I just wanted to call and check in. The Phyiso went well, the therapist said Jamie did extremely well for his first day, and that if things keep going at this speed, he'll be up and hobbling in no time."
"All right, that's great. Tell Jamie I'll try and stop by to see him soon."
"Okay, see ya Alex."
"Bye Hank." Alex could only sigh. The only thing they could do for Jamie now is be there for him. And from what it sounded like from Hank, that would probably be the most difficult thing for them to do.
Haha, I wrote! well the guy who the kids saw was simply a reporter, but that doesn't explain who the other man was.....does it?