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Chapter 13
JULIE'S P.O.V
I sat in the busy waiting room. I had booked myself in and was just awaiting the doctor to see me. It was now more than ever that I wanted one of the team to be with me. I hated hospitals, they reminded me of the time my Gran had died. The smell of bleach or whatever that smell was, made me feel nauseous. I had only been here 5 minutes and the receptionist had told me I could be waiting for anything up to an hour as they'd had a few emergencies. What had possessed me to come here even though I was adamant there was nothing wrong with me, only God knows.
ADAM'S P.O.V
I walked around the campus with Charlie. We were both worried about Julie. Neither of us had seen her in the state she had been before we went to have a shower. I couldn't help but think that we had ganged up on her. I could see Portman and Fulton heading towards her. We had all split into couples to search all of campus.
"Any luck"? Charlie shouted when they were a little closer.
"Nope. We searched everywhere". Fulton answered.
"Let's think Julie here. Where would she go"? Charlie said.
"The basement". I told him.
"No. We checked there". Russ came up behind me.
"Erm, the basketball courts". Portman suggested.
"No, tried there". Goldberg walked up to us with Averman.
"She might have gone to the hospital"? Luis suggested hopefully.
"Nah, she hates the hospital. Her Gran died a couple of years ago and she's hated them ever since, plus she was dead set against going". I told them.
"It's worth a try though, I mean come on, we're not really talking about good old reliable Jules here are we"? Charlie told us, heading back to the dorms to pick up his car.
I could tell as we all squeezed into Charlie and Portman's cars that they were all thinking the same thing, even those of them that were in Portman's car. They all wanted to know what was wrong with Julie. They too had noticed Julie's weird behavior recently. I knew something was going to come out sooner or later and more than likely at the wrong time.
Once we had found a parking space we tried walking into the ER calmly but anxiety took over and we begun dashing for the doors. As we barged through the doors the patients looked at us oddly. Glancing around we couldn't see Julie and I was just about to walk out when Charlie headed over to the desk.
"Excuse me, has Julie Gaffney booked in"? Charlie asked the burly woman.
"Are you a relative"? She replied, watching Charlie's face for any face expressions that might give her, her answer.
"Yes, I'm Charlie Gaffney". He smiled warmly.
"Then yes she has, would you like to see her now"? She replied equally as nice.
"Yes please". Charlie didn't even flinch. I couldn't help but smile, he sounded so professional as though he'd done this a million times before.
The woman stood and wandered away leaving Charlie to turn back to us and smile mischievously.
"Nice one Conway". Russ said.
"Shhh, you idiot, she thinks I'm a Gaffney". He whispered.
"Mr Gaffney, the doctor's just taking a look at her X-ray's so you can go and see her now". She took her seat again.
"Thank you". He flashed a smile at her. "C'mon Banks, you guy's wait here". We both headed toward the direction the receptionist had disappeared and reappeared from.
"I'm sorry, only family visitors". The woman told us.
"He's her fiancé Adam Banks". Charlie answered receiving a nod of acceptance in return.
"Charlie we could get done for fraud". I yelped when we were out of earshot.
"Correction Banks, I could get done for fraud. At least you got to keep your own name". He smiled evilly at me.
Before we entered the room, we glanced through the little window. Julie was sat slumped low on the edge of the bed, with her back to us. She looked so small and alone. Charlie pushed the door open and she turned sharply expecting it to be the doctor.
"Hey Jules". Charlie spoke softly, almost sheepishly and sat on the edge of the bed next to her.
"Hi". Was her on reply.
"So how you doing"? I asked.
"The doctor thinks there's a big possibility that I've broken a bone in my hand". I looked into her eyes that were glazed over with tears. "I'm sorry I was such a cow".
"Ar, forget it. We've taken more from Connie in the past". Charlie lightened the mood, nudging her with is shoulder making her crack a small smile.
"Why didn't you just tell us Jules"? I asked the question we were both dying to ask.
"I didn't want you thinking that I was this weak pathetic girl, who couldn't even dish out a punch without hurting herself".
"Hey, Paul's a big guy, even Portman struggled holding him and Adam apart when they had their fight". Charlie replied.
"It's not just that, but every time I get into the slightest bit of trouble, you guy's are always there as if I can't take care of myself".
"We don't mean it to be that way, it's just that we all think of you as our sister and we don't want to lose you or have anything happen to you. None of us mean to make you feel defenseless it just sort of comes with the territory of feeling like big brothers". Charlie carried on as a tear ran down her cheek.
"Thanks you guys". Julie pulled us both into a hug.
"Oh and if anyone here asks, I'm Charlie Gaffney your handsome older brother and he's Adam Banks your fiancé". Charlie laughed.
"Why"? Julie asked confused.
"Well, they wouldn't have let us in to see you if we weren't relatives". I told her.
We sat in silence for a few minutes, thinking about what Charlie had just said. God did he have a way with words. They had really hit home, but I found myself liking the sound of Adam Banks, Julie Gaffney's fiancé.
"Right, I'll go let the other's know what's happening". Charlie excused himself and left me and Julie alone.
I sat down next to Julie and put my arm around her shoulders, gently pulling her closer into me. I knew exactly how she felt about being here.
"Right then Miss Gaffney, it seems you have broken 2 of the small bones in your hand". The doctor walked in, not giving me a second glance but putting her x-ray's up on the screen. "You will need to be in plaster for a few weeks but until the swelling goes down we cannot put the plaster on, so you will have to wear a sling for a few days until it does". The doctor explained.
"How long will I have the plaster on for exactly"? Julie asked. I knew the question she desperately wanted to know was how long she would be out of hockey for.
"Depending on how fast you mend, I should imagine 2-3 weeks". Julie nodded.
"Erm, how long will it be before she can play hockey again"? I asked. I knew Julie wanted to know but she was scared of the answer.
"Well, I can say in about a month but again it depends on the healing process and of course her Coach's decision. But for now, I'll just go and get a nurse to come and strap your hand and get you a sling". He walked out, winking toward me as he did so. I realized Julie was crying silent tears.
"It's ok Jules, a months not a long time". I pulled her into my chest letting her cry openly.
"It is to me. You know through all my problems I've always had hockey to lean on, now it's gone what have I got to lean on".
"Me". I answered simply.
"I lean on you enough as it is Adam".
"I can take a bit more weight you know". I tried making her laugh.
"Why are you so good to me"?
"Oh I don't know, probably because 'you're my girl". I interpreted Forrest Gump making her laugh.
"Thanks Adam".
"What for"?
"Being here and helping me get through the worst six months of my life". She looked lovingly at me with her big green eyes.
"Anytime". I leant forward and our lips brushed softly. The soft kiss leapt into what I have to say was the most fantastic kiss in my whole life.
I would just like to thank DEATH TO ALL RUBIX CUBES, ELLE, ANNE 918, ELLE 1299, DOLPHIN GIRL, VANNILLA BABY, PITAQUEEN, DUCKHOCKEY00214496, GWENETH HUNTER, NEBULA2, CONNIE-4-GUY, CREAM-CHESSE-GIRL AND EVERYONE ELSE WHO MAY HAVE REVIEWED. ThAKYOU FOR YOUR CONSTANT SUPPORT AND REVIEWS, YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH IT MEANS TO ME. THANKYOU!!!!!!!!!!
Chapter 13
JULIE'S P.O.V
I sat in the busy waiting room. I had booked myself in and was just awaiting the doctor to see me. It was now more than ever that I wanted one of the team to be with me. I hated hospitals, they reminded me of the time my Gran had died. The smell of bleach or whatever that smell was, made me feel nauseous. I had only been here 5 minutes and the receptionist had told me I could be waiting for anything up to an hour as they'd had a few emergencies. What had possessed me to come here even though I was adamant there was nothing wrong with me, only God knows.
ADAM'S P.O.V
I walked around the campus with Charlie. We were both worried about Julie. Neither of us had seen her in the state she had been before we went to have a shower. I couldn't help but think that we had ganged up on her. I could see Portman and Fulton heading towards her. We had all split into couples to search all of campus.
"Any luck"? Charlie shouted when they were a little closer.
"Nope. We searched everywhere". Fulton answered.
"Let's think Julie here. Where would she go"? Charlie said.
"The basement". I told him.
"No. We checked there". Russ came up behind me.
"Erm, the basketball courts". Portman suggested.
"No, tried there". Goldberg walked up to us with Averman.
"She might have gone to the hospital"? Luis suggested hopefully.
"Nah, she hates the hospital. Her Gran died a couple of years ago and she's hated them ever since, plus she was dead set against going". I told them.
"It's worth a try though, I mean come on, we're not really talking about good old reliable Jules here are we"? Charlie told us, heading back to the dorms to pick up his car.
I could tell as we all squeezed into Charlie and Portman's cars that they were all thinking the same thing, even those of them that were in Portman's car. They all wanted to know what was wrong with Julie. They too had noticed Julie's weird behavior recently. I knew something was going to come out sooner or later and more than likely at the wrong time.
Once we had found a parking space we tried walking into the ER calmly but anxiety took over and we begun dashing for the doors. As we barged through the doors the patients looked at us oddly. Glancing around we couldn't see Julie and I was just about to walk out when Charlie headed over to the desk.
"Excuse me, has Julie Gaffney booked in"? Charlie asked the burly woman.
"Are you a relative"? She replied, watching Charlie's face for any face expressions that might give her, her answer.
"Yes, I'm Charlie Gaffney". He smiled warmly.
"Then yes she has, would you like to see her now"? She replied equally as nice.
"Yes please". Charlie didn't even flinch. I couldn't help but smile, he sounded so professional as though he'd done this a million times before.
The woman stood and wandered away leaving Charlie to turn back to us and smile mischievously.
"Nice one Conway". Russ said.
"Shhh, you idiot, she thinks I'm a Gaffney". He whispered.
"Mr Gaffney, the doctor's just taking a look at her X-ray's so you can go and see her now". She took her seat again.
"Thank you". He flashed a smile at her. "C'mon Banks, you guy's wait here". We both headed toward the direction the receptionist had disappeared and reappeared from.
"I'm sorry, only family visitors". The woman told us.
"He's her fiancé Adam Banks". Charlie answered receiving a nod of acceptance in return.
"Charlie we could get done for fraud". I yelped when we were out of earshot.
"Correction Banks, I could get done for fraud. At least you got to keep your own name". He smiled evilly at me.
Before we entered the room, we glanced through the little window. Julie was sat slumped low on the edge of the bed, with her back to us. She looked so small and alone. Charlie pushed the door open and she turned sharply expecting it to be the doctor.
"Hey Jules". Charlie spoke softly, almost sheepishly and sat on the edge of the bed next to her.
"Hi". Was her on reply.
"So how you doing"? I asked.
"The doctor thinks there's a big possibility that I've broken a bone in my hand". I looked into her eyes that were glazed over with tears. "I'm sorry I was such a cow".
"Ar, forget it. We've taken more from Connie in the past". Charlie lightened the mood, nudging her with is shoulder making her crack a small smile.
"Why didn't you just tell us Jules"? I asked the question we were both dying to ask.
"I didn't want you thinking that I was this weak pathetic girl, who couldn't even dish out a punch without hurting herself".
"Hey, Paul's a big guy, even Portman struggled holding him and Adam apart when they had their fight". Charlie replied.
"It's not just that, but every time I get into the slightest bit of trouble, you guy's are always there as if I can't take care of myself".
"We don't mean it to be that way, it's just that we all think of you as our sister and we don't want to lose you or have anything happen to you. None of us mean to make you feel defenseless it just sort of comes with the territory of feeling like big brothers". Charlie carried on as a tear ran down her cheek.
"Thanks you guys". Julie pulled us both into a hug.
"Oh and if anyone here asks, I'm Charlie Gaffney your handsome older brother and he's Adam Banks your fiancé". Charlie laughed.
"Why"? Julie asked confused.
"Well, they wouldn't have let us in to see you if we weren't relatives". I told her.
We sat in silence for a few minutes, thinking about what Charlie had just said. God did he have a way with words. They had really hit home, but I found myself liking the sound of Adam Banks, Julie Gaffney's fiancé.
"Right, I'll go let the other's know what's happening". Charlie excused himself and left me and Julie alone.
I sat down next to Julie and put my arm around her shoulders, gently pulling her closer into me. I knew exactly how she felt about being here.
"Right then Miss Gaffney, it seems you have broken 2 of the small bones in your hand". The doctor walked in, not giving me a second glance but putting her x-ray's up on the screen. "You will need to be in plaster for a few weeks but until the swelling goes down we cannot put the plaster on, so you will have to wear a sling for a few days until it does". The doctor explained.
"How long will I have the plaster on for exactly"? Julie asked. I knew the question she desperately wanted to know was how long she would be out of hockey for.
"Depending on how fast you mend, I should imagine 2-3 weeks". Julie nodded.
"Erm, how long will it be before she can play hockey again"? I asked. I knew Julie wanted to know but she was scared of the answer.
"Well, I can say in about a month but again it depends on the healing process and of course her Coach's decision. But for now, I'll just go and get a nurse to come and strap your hand and get you a sling". He walked out, winking toward me as he did so. I realized Julie was crying silent tears.
"It's ok Jules, a months not a long time". I pulled her into my chest letting her cry openly.
"It is to me. You know through all my problems I've always had hockey to lean on, now it's gone what have I got to lean on".
"Me". I answered simply.
"I lean on you enough as it is Adam".
"I can take a bit more weight you know". I tried making her laugh.
"Why are you so good to me"?
"Oh I don't know, probably because 'you're my girl". I interpreted Forrest Gump making her laugh.
"Thanks Adam".
"What for"?
"Being here and helping me get through the worst six months of my life". She looked lovingly at me with her big green eyes.
"Anytime". I leant forward and our lips brushed softly. The soft kiss leapt into what I have to say was the most fantastic kiss in my whole life.