Disclaimer: I don't own Everwood. I only own what I made up. Street names
and character names may differ from the show. I should copy and paste this
every time I write a new chapter.
A/N: I'm sorry it's taken me forever to get this out!! I've been having troubles with school ;; So to make up for it, I've given you lots of drama, and made it the longest chapter yet so far :D
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Amy sighed as she rode along with her boyfriend Colin and brother Bright. She'd watched Ephram ride his bike past that new girl she'd seen him hugging earlier. She sneered as they stopped to talk, and turned away as he initiated play with the girl. Her hand reached for Colin's, rubbing over it with her thumb gently.
When she didn't feel his feelings returned, Amy frowned and just sat patiently for the car ride to end. When they dropped Colin off, Bright looked over to his sister. "What's the matter with you?" Her head snapped up to look at him, her brows furrowing. "What do you mean?"
"You know what I mean. First you're late, then you glare at Loner-Boy and Psycho-Girl, and then you try to get Colin to cuddle, then you get all mad and shut up when he doesn't respond? Something's up, little sister." The last name was condescending, and left Amy glaring at him.
"Nothing's the matter. Just. PMS." That usually shut him up, and it did that time. He looked away, but then looked back, opening his mouth to say something before being stopped. "Do you mind if we stop at the store for some pads? Or just go home?" And that was that.
"Oh.god." Crystal exclaimed as she spotted Ephram. He lay entangled in his bicycle not more than 10 yards from here, where the connecting street opened. The driver of the car parked next to him quickly jumped out, and ran to check him. Crystal, too, broke into a run before coming to a skidding halt on her knees, not minding the scrapes she received.
"Ephram?! Ephram, can you hear me?" She called to him, while pulling the bike apart from him meticulously, careful not to move his body much. The driver was apologizing profusely, also trying to get the boy's attention before he whipped out his cell phone. Crystal cradled Ephram after she pulled him into her lap, trying to warm his paling skin. She took her sweatshirt and began to blot at the blood seeping from his forehead.
When the ambulance finally arrived, Crystal let them pluck Ephram out of her arms and then leapt into the back of the ambulance herself, sticking the note with the unlucky driver's information in her pocket. After much arguing, she was officially allowed to sit with her newly made friend and hold his hand as he drifted in and out of consciousness.
"Hold on, Ephram. It's going to be okay."
When they arrived at the hospital, a misty-eyed Crystal answered yes- or-no questions from the orderlies. The orderlies who knew her by name, now. After that was finished, she sat next to Ephram's bed in one of those uncomfortable plastic chairs, thinking.
'Why does everyone around me wind up here?' 'Do I attract ill fate towards people who associate with me?' 'Am I death-on-heels?' Questions like that ran through her mind until she heard the door open, Dr. Andrew Brown rushing in. Ephram had mumbled that was his dad as they tried to get information out of him until he completely blacked out.
The older man looked at her oddly yet gratefully before he leaned over his son. When he confirmed Ephram was sleeping soundly, he watched him some before turning back to Crystal. She had resumed her otherworldly thoughts once he had gone to Ephram's side. When Andy cleared his throat softly, she looked up.
"I don't know who you are, but thanks." She smiled and looked up, nodding. "No problem." He still looked at her, expecting her to continue. Like who this mystery girl was. She took a few seconds to catch onto his gaze.
"Oh, my name is Crystal. Williams. . Crystal Williams. I was walking home with Ephram when he rode around the corner and the car hit him. By the time I'd caught up, the driver was getting out. Oh, by the way." She had begun digging in her pockets, pulling out the wrinkled piece of paper and handing it over.
"This is his information. Figured you should have it." She smiled weakly, and stood up, straightening her clothes. "I'd better call my grandma. she's probably worried." After that, she left the normally talkative Andy Brown to his son and left the room, walking to the payphone out in the lobby.
"No, Grandma, I'm fine. No, I didn't get hurt, my friend Ephram did. Grandma! Grandma. Oh my God, Grandma. No. No he's NOT my boyfriend. We just really got to know each-other today. Yes, anyway. I should go, I'll be home soon. Okay. Oh. . Yeah, sure, Grams. I'll check on them. Okay, bye, Grams. Love you. I'll see you soon."
Crystal sighed as she hung up the phone, and began to walk down the hall again, peering in at Ephram's room a second when she came by it. He was up and awake, and she smiled as she caught his eye. Her legs pulled her away though, knowing she needed to go check on her parents. But she jumped, startled, as Andrew Brown had came out after her.
"Crystal, was it? Ephram wants to talk to you. Do you have a minute?" He'd called after her, a hint of hope in his voice as he beckoned her back. She smiled and nodded, turning back and walking quickly back into his room.
"Hey, sleepy-head." Crystal smiled down at Ephram as he sat up. "Feeling better after becoming roadkill?" He smirked at her, and coughed a little. "Yeah. Hey, thanks." He paused and looked over at his dad. "Can we have some privacy?" Andy nodded and began to leave, but stopped when Crystal intercepted him.
"No, it's okay, I need to go anyway. My grandma asked me to check on my parents." Her voice trailed, but picked up. "I'll see you later, Ephram. Get better." She began to leave, smiling relievedly as it looked as if he'd be going home that day. At least Dr. Brown could take his family home the same day as when they were brought in.
Walking down the hall, she fought back tears and stepped into her parents' room somberly. They were still sleeping, peacefully. For that, she was glad. She was not glad to see the rest of them. Their pumps and tubes sticking in and out. It was a horrid sight for anyone to see, and broke her down when they wouldn't answer her cries.
After the few hours that seemed like only a few seconds, she kissed them both 'bye before leaving the room, softly closing the hard, metal door behind her. She tugged a used tissue out of her pocket and wiped her nose, gently dabbing at her eyes.
As she walked down the hall, she tried to compose herself after spotting Ephram and his father leaving their hospital room. When she couldn't get herself to really clear up her sorrow, and it seemed as if Ephram was turning around, she quickly whipped around herself and began to run for her parents' room, when his quieted shout stopped her.
"Crystal! Hey, are you. okay?" He began to slowly walk down the hall towards her, furrowing his brow when she had turned and made a break for another room. He caught up with her and gently took her arm in his hand and turned her around, looking at her face.
"Crys?" She inhaled gently and looked up at him, her eyes still red and puffy, her nose also a soft pink. He looked at her, having seen this face two times that day.
"What?" Her reply was a bit curt, but her surprised reaction to her own voice showed her regret. She inhaled gently and repeated her question. "What do you need, Ephram?" Her hand was still on the door knob, still twisting it slightly, until she noticed his gaze settling on it. She immediately dropped it, letting it click back into place. Ephram waited a few moments before speaking again.
"Are your parents in there.?" Crystal's head nodded slightly, looking down to study her shoes and their laces. When Ephram saw this, he let the subject go. He began to turn, saying that he'd better get back to his dad before he notices he's gone and forms some kind of a posse to try and find him. The last thing this town needs for it's image is a bunch of rednecks riding through town on horseback. Crystal laughed at that, but shook her head. She returned the gesture and grabbed onto his arm, causing him to look back.
"Do you want to meet my parents?" Her words hung in the air for a second before Ephram half-smiled and nodded. "Sure." Crystal grinned happily, and she opened the door to the room. She quietly led him inside, and gestured to the two beds, one holding a female, and the other holding a male.
Crystal stood between them, taking Ephram by the hand. He looked around the room, and shuddered. It had only been so long since he'd seen a similar room, one that held the comatose body of his friend and partner to the object of his affection, Amy. When Crystal cleared her throat gently, he came back down to earth.
"This is my mom, Janice. And this is my dad, Dean. If they could be awake right now, I'm sure they'd be all over introducing themselves to you, but they're not, so you don't have to worry about being smothered." Her grin was beginning to falter as she could hear the crack in her own voice, and she just kind-of looked down at her parents. When Ephram began to talk, she looked up at him oddly.
"Hello Mrs. and Mr. Williams. It's very nice to meet you." It was really all he could think of to get her to cheer up, and he smiled triumphantly inside as he caught her glance.
"You have very nice parents, Crys." He grinned at her as she began to lighten up. "Well, now I think I really should be getting back, dad's probably done with his work with that hot receptionist." And more points streamed in for Ephram as Crystal's mouth gaped open in a silent gasp, though the raised corners of her lips showed she would have laughed.
"You're weird, Brown."
"You're weirder. I'll see you at school tomorrow, Crystal. Take care of your folks." With that, he turned and waved, heading out the door. He then stopped, and turned back around. "By the way, do you need a ride?" Crys shook her head 'no', she needed some dignity.
"Come on, you needed help home from the school. There's no way you can know how to get home from here. My dad can drive you, it's no big thing, we're on the same street, remember?" Crystal thought a moment, and then nodded. "Okay... thank you."
A/N2: Okay, okay. I know. I didn't leave you a cliffhanger. I'm sorry. But I figured I'd better get this out before you lose interest in me so I couldn't come up with one without it getting EVEN longer! But be sure that I'm working on chapter 6 as we speak, so not to worry! I'm going right from Chapter 5 to 6. *Huggles*
A/N: I'm sorry it's taken me forever to get this out!! I've been having troubles with school ;; So to make up for it, I've given you lots of drama, and made it the longest chapter yet so far :D
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Amy sighed as she rode along with her boyfriend Colin and brother Bright. She'd watched Ephram ride his bike past that new girl she'd seen him hugging earlier. She sneered as they stopped to talk, and turned away as he initiated play with the girl. Her hand reached for Colin's, rubbing over it with her thumb gently.
When she didn't feel his feelings returned, Amy frowned and just sat patiently for the car ride to end. When they dropped Colin off, Bright looked over to his sister. "What's the matter with you?" Her head snapped up to look at him, her brows furrowing. "What do you mean?"
"You know what I mean. First you're late, then you glare at Loner-Boy and Psycho-Girl, and then you try to get Colin to cuddle, then you get all mad and shut up when he doesn't respond? Something's up, little sister." The last name was condescending, and left Amy glaring at him.
"Nothing's the matter. Just. PMS." That usually shut him up, and it did that time. He looked away, but then looked back, opening his mouth to say something before being stopped. "Do you mind if we stop at the store for some pads? Or just go home?" And that was that.
"Oh.god." Crystal exclaimed as she spotted Ephram. He lay entangled in his bicycle not more than 10 yards from here, where the connecting street opened. The driver of the car parked next to him quickly jumped out, and ran to check him. Crystal, too, broke into a run before coming to a skidding halt on her knees, not minding the scrapes she received.
"Ephram?! Ephram, can you hear me?" She called to him, while pulling the bike apart from him meticulously, careful not to move his body much. The driver was apologizing profusely, also trying to get the boy's attention before he whipped out his cell phone. Crystal cradled Ephram after she pulled him into her lap, trying to warm his paling skin. She took her sweatshirt and began to blot at the blood seeping from his forehead.
When the ambulance finally arrived, Crystal let them pluck Ephram out of her arms and then leapt into the back of the ambulance herself, sticking the note with the unlucky driver's information in her pocket. After much arguing, she was officially allowed to sit with her newly made friend and hold his hand as he drifted in and out of consciousness.
"Hold on, Ephram. It's going to be okay."
When they arrived at the hospital, a misty-eyed Crystal answered yes- or-no questions from the orderlies. The orderlies who knew her by name, now. After that was finished, she sat next to Ephram's bed in one of those uncomfortable plastic chairs, thinking.
'Why does everyone around me wind up here?' 'Do I attract ill fate towards people who associate with me?' 'Am I death-on-heels?' Questions like that ran through her mind until she heard the door open, Dr. Andrew Brown rushing in. Ephram had mumbled that was his dad as they tried to get information out of him until he completely blacked out.
The older man looked at her oddly yet gratefully before he leaned over his son. When he confirmed Ephram was sleeping soundly, he watched him some before turning back to Crystal. She had resumed her otherworldly thoughts once he had gone to Ephram's side. When Andy cleared his throat softly, she looked up.
"I don't know who you are, but thanks." She smiled and looked up, nodding. "No problem." He still looked at her, expecting her to continue. Like who this mystery girl was. She took a few seconds to catch onto his gaze.
"Oh, my name is Crystal. Williams. . Crystal Williams. I was walking home with Ephram when he rode around the corner and the car hit him. By the time I'd caught up, the driver was getting out. Oh, by the way." She had begun digging in her pockets, pulling out the wrinkled piece of paper and handing it over.
"This is his information. Figured you should have it." She smiled weakly, and stood up, straightening her clothes. "I'd better call my grandma. she's probably worried." After that, she left the normally talkative Andy Brown to his son and left the room, walking to the payphone out in the lobby.
"No, Grandma, I'm fine. No, I didn't get hurt, my friend Ephram did. Grandma! Grandma. Oh my God, Grandma. No. No he's NOT my boyfriend. We just really got to know each-other today. Yes, anyway. I should go, I'll be home soon. Okay. Oh. . Yeah, sure, Grams. I'll check on them. Okay, bye, Grams. Love you. I'll see you soon."
Crystal sighed as she hung up the phone, and began to walk down the hall again, peering in at Ephram's room a second when she came by it. He was up and awake, and she smiled as she caught his eye. Her legs pulled her away though, knowing she needed to go check on her parents. But she jumped, startled, as Andrew Brown had came out after her.
"Crystal, was it? Ephram wants to talk to you. Do you have a minute?" He'd called after her, a hint of hope in his voice as he beckoned her back. She smiled and nodded, turning back and walking quickly back into his room.
"Hey, sleepy-head." Crystal smiled down at Ephram as he sat up. "Feeling better after becoming roadkill?" He smirked at her, and coughed a little. "Yeah. Hey, thanks." He paused and looked over at his dad. "Can we have some privacy?" Andy nodded and began to leave, but stopped when Crystal intercepted him.
"No, it's okay, I need to go anyway. My grandma asked me to check on my parents." Her voice trailed, but picked up. "I'll see you later, Ephram. Get better." She began to leave, smiling relievedly as it looked as if he'd be going home that day. At least Dr. Brown could take his family home the same day as when they were brought in.
Walking down the hall, she fought back tears and stepped into her parents' room somberly. They were still sleeping, peacefully. For that, she was glad. She was not glad to see the rest of them. Their pumps and tubes sticking in and out. It was a horrid sight for anyone to see, and broke her down when they wouldn't answer her cries.
After the few hours that seemed like only a few seconds, she kissed them both 'bye before leaving the room, softly closing the hard, metal door behind her. She tugged a used tissue out of her pocket and wiped her nose, gently dabbing at her eyes.
As she walked down the hall, she tried to compose herself after spotting Ephram and his father leaving their hospital room. When she couldn't get herself to really clear up her sorrow, and it seemed as if Ephram was turning around, she quickly whipped around herself and began to run for her parents' room, when his quieted shout stopped her.
"Crystal! Hey, are you. okay?" He began to slowly walk down the hall towards her, furrowing his brow when she had turned and made a break for another room. He caught up with her and gently took her arm in his hand and turned her around, looking at her face.
"Crys?" She inhaled gently and looked up at him, her eyes still red and puffy, her nose also a soft pink. He looked at her, having seen this face two times that day.
"What?" Her reply was a bit curt, but her surprised reaction to her own voice showed her regret. She inhaled gently and repeated her question. "What do you need, Ephram?" Her hand was still on the door knob, still twisting it slightly, until she noticed his gaze settling on it. She immediately dropped it, letting it click back into place. Ephram waited a few moments before speaking again.
"Are your parents in there.?" Crystal's head nodded slightly, looking down to study her shoes and their laces. When Ephram saw this, he let the subject go. He began to turn, saying that he'd better get back to his dad before he notices he's gone and forms some kind of a posse to try and find him. The last thing this town needs for it's image is a bunch of rednecks riding through town on horseback. Crystal laughed at that, but shook her head. She returned the gesture and grabbed onto his arm, causing him to look back.
"Do you want to meet my parents?" Her words hung in the air for a second before Ephram half-smiled and nodded. "Sure." Crystal grinned happily, and she opened the door to the room. She quietly led him inside, and gestured to the two beds, one holding a female, and the other holding a male.
Crystal stood between them, taking Ephram by the hand. He looked around the room, and shuddered. It had only been so long since he'd seen a similar room, one that held the comatose body of his friend and partner to the object of his affection, Amy. When Crystal cleared her throat gently, he came back down to earth.
"This is my mom, Janice. And this is my dad, Dean. If they could be awake right now, I'm sure they'd be all over introducing themselves to you, but they're not, so you don't have to worry about being smothered." Her grin was beginning to falter as she could hear the crack in her own voice, and she just kind-of looked down at her parents. When Ephram began to talk, she looked up at him oddly.
"Hello Mrs. and Mr. Williams. It's very nice to meet you." It was really all he could think of to get her to cheer up, and he smiled triumphantly inside as he caught her glance.
"You have very nice parents, Crys." He grinned at her as she began to lighten up. "Well, now I think I really should be getting back, dad's probably done with his work with that hot receptionist." And more points streamed in for Ephram as Crystal's mouth gaped open in a silent gasp, though the raised corners of her lips showed she would have laughed.
"You're weird, Brown."
"You're weirder. I'll see you at school tomorrow, Crystal. Take care of your folks." With that, he turned and waved, heading out the door. He then stopped, and turned back around. "By the way, do you need a ride?" Crys shook her head 'no', she needed some dignity.
"Come on, you needed help home from the school. There's no way you can know how to get home from here. My dad can drive you, it's no big thing, we're on the same street, remember?" Crystal thought a moment, and then nodded. "Okay... thank you."
A/N2: Okay, okay. I know. I didn't leave you a cliffhanger. I'm sorry. But I figured I'd better get this out before you lose interest in me so I couldn't come up with one without it getting EVEN longer! But be sure that I'm working on chapter 6 as we speak, so not to worry! I'm going right from Chapter 5 to 6. *Huggles*