"Hello, is this the 55?" The lady on the other end of the phone said.
"Yes it is."
"Hi. This is the nurse over at Mercy hospital. Alex Taylor has just come out of surgery and is doing fine. If you guys would like, you can come over and visit her." She explained.
"Thanks." Jimmy responded. He then hung up the phone. Walking towards the rest of us, he sighed loudly. A sigh of relief.
"That was just the nurse. Alex is doing fine. We can all go visit her now if we want."
He didn't even need to ask. As soon as he finished his sentence, we all jumped out of our seats and rushed out of the fire hall. My mind was racing at a thousand miles per hour. What would she look like? Will she remember me?
"Kim, are you alright? Aren't you happy she's okay?" Jimmy responded after he saw my face, apparently I looked upset.
"Of course I'm happy. Why wouldn't I? Come on, Jimmy she's my best friend." I protested while rolling my eyes.
"Okay, okay. You just seemed upset."
That was the last of that conversation.
We pulled up at the station. My nerves started reacting as I stepped out of the truck. What would she look like? Would she look like Alex or someone else? Thoughts were plowing through my head.
We were only allowed one person in at a time, and we all decided that I should. I slowly walked into her room. She was awake, but inhibited. She had tubes all sticking in her fragile body. It was such a shame to see her like this.
"Alex, hey! How're you?"
She looked up at me. Her eyes widened. She reached out and grabbed my hands. A tear trickled down her face. "Alex, no, don't cry. It's alright. You're alright." I responded, tears streaming down my eyes as well.
We sat there for a few more minutes, until Jimmy came in. He came up to me and asked if he could visit her now. I didn't realize that I was in there for such a long time.
I proceeded out the door and sat down sobbing next to Dk.
"Yes it is."
"Hi. This is the nurse over at Mercy hospital. Alex Taylor has just come out of surgery and is doing fine. If you guys would like, you can come over and visit her." She explained.
"Thanks." Jimmy responded. He then hung up the phone. Walking towards the rest of us, he sighed loudly. A sigh of relief.
"That was just the nurse. Alex is doing fine. We can all go visit her now if we want."
He didn't even need to ask. As soon as he finished his sentence, we all jumped out of our seats and rushed out of the fire hall. My mind was racing at a thousand miles per hour. What would she look like? Will she remember me?
"Kim, are you alright? Aren't you happy she's okay?" Jimmy responded after he saw my face, apparently I looked upset.
"Of course I'm happy. Why wouldn't I? Come on, Jimmy she's my best friend." I protested while rolling my eyes.
"Okay, okay. You just seemed upset."
That was the last of that conversation.
We pulled up at the station. My nerves started reacting as I stepped out of the truck. What would she look like? Would she look like Alex or someone else? Thoughts were plowing through my head.
We were only allowed one person in at a time, and we all decided that I should. I slowly walked into her room. She was awake, but inhibited. She had tubes all sticking in her fragile body. It was such a shame to see her like this.
"Alex, hey! How're you?"
She looked up at me. Her eyes widened. She reached out and grabbed my hands. A tear trickled down her face. "Alex, no, don't cry. It's alright. You're alright." I responded, tears streaming down my eyes as well.
We sat there for a few more minutes, until Jimmy came in. He came up to me and asked if he could visit her now. I didn't realize that I was in there for such a long time.
I proceeded out the door and sat down sobbing next to Dk.