Well, you guys didn't review at ALL for the last chp...so I didn't put it up as fast as I have been doing cuz it was kind of a turn off. But, here it is. I REALLY want some reviews. PLEASE! This is the last chp. And if you just forgot for the one before this one could you maybe go back and review it PLEASE? That would mean a lot to me. I worked really hard on this story so I hope you liked it.
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I ran harder and faster then I've ever run in my life. I could feel the blood pumping in my ears and could feel the sweat dripping off my brow. As I flew off the curb I knew I didn't have a chance of getting us both out of the way, but I charged full ahead anyway. Running in front of the car I body-slammed into Ken, the force of it knocking Ken out of the way and to the ground. And then there was nothing but pain, as the car ploughed my soft unprotected body into the unforgiving cement. I screamed as I rolled over once, twice, three times before I came to a stop on my stomach. After that every sound was amplified for some reason. There were no background sounds at all, only talking. Through my pain I felt myself being lifted somewhat, turned over, you know, and I found myself staring at Ken. I took a shuddering gasp.

Are you...OK? I asked through my thick fog of pain. The world was spinning and the pain seemed to sink back into my body. I never heard the answer to my question, as Ken's face was replaced by darkness. The last thing I could feel was my body going limp in Ken's arms. At least the pain was gone.


The first thing I remember after that was an old man saying Life and death. They're very close. You get to know this when you're old. I think he was talking to a nurse, but I couldn't tell. As I came to a little more I felt many things. One, the dull throbbing in my leg and side. Two, something around my head, bandage I think. Three, some tubes in my nose and, finally, a good thing, someone, I wasn't sure who, was holding my hand. The wondering started to get to me and I slowly slid my tired, heavy eyes open. I was having a lot of trouble just focusing. I blinked a few times finding it hard to open them each time. I was finally able to get a clear picture of just who was holding my hand.

I said, nothing came out but air as I tried to speak.

he said giving my hand a little squeeze. I smiled.

Thank you, Daisuke. Thank you for saving me.

It's O.K. I said, this time forming words with my croaky voice. I'm glad you're safe.

You appeared out of nowhere! It was like you were an angel or something! Ken said looking into my eyes. He moved a chunk of my rusty hair out of my eyes.

I'm not an angel, KenI'm simply me, I said closing my eyes and feeling Ken play with my hair in his fingers. I smiled and looked at him again.

All right, screw it, I'm an angel. Love, praise, and adore me, I giggled and so did Ken. The giggling made me hurt a little more then I wanted and I winced, but Ken went back to playing with my hair so that was good, I guess.

Well, that was pretty much it. Ken stayed with me for a good two hours before my sister got there in a fit of worry. When she got home from work she'd gotten a call from the hospital. I live with her, you see.

Anyway, she came in and Ken left. I told my sister what happened and then fell asleep after the doctors gave me some painkillers.

So, that's why I'm in this hospital. It's a pretty good story, now that I think of it. That was all yesterday, by the way. Oh, and as for James Hally, Ken's taking him to court.

Ah yes, even though I am in a hospital bed, life is great.


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