We all made a dive for the phone. Darry got it first. He was closest. He picked up the receiver and put up his hand, gesturing for us to stop. We all stood around him like vultures, waiting impatiently for the next move.
"Yes, this is his son" he said. He was so claim I was sure there could be nothing wrong.
"How serious?" he said after listening carefully and I felt a thrust in my heart, then "thank you very much. Goodbye" and he hung up.
"That was the police," he said slowly. No one said a word but we were all breathing heavily.
Finally Soda said, "Well, what happened Darry?"
"They were in a car accident. They're in hospital" he looked at me and Soda and put a hand on our shoulders, "We're going to the hospital but I want you guys to stay strong ok"
I nodded, I was still in shock. I knew then it had to be bad. Darry would've told us if it wasn't anything too serious. His calmness was what was scary me the most.
I felt Soda take my hand and we walked out to the car. Steve and Johnny came with us.
We got to the hospital in silence. Soda was shaking. He didn't let go of my hand since we left the house. He looked so scared, I wanted to comfort him but I couldn't open my mouth, I had to hold back the tears and be strong.
Darry did all the talking. He told the nurse who we were and she said she'd let the doctor know we arrived. We went up and waited in the waiting room outside the ER
The wait was torture. I kept looking at Darry for a sign of hope but he was in another world. Soda was quietly crying in the corner. Steve was talking to him, telling him everything was going to be alright. Johnny had fallen asleep on the floor.
"Darry what did the police say on the phone?" Soda asked him.
"They said they were in a head-on collation. They're in serious condition. Both of them." He went quiet again, twiddling his thumbs while me and Soda took in what he just told us.
After a while the doctor came in to give us an update. He told us that dad was in surgery. He'd fractured his skull in two places and his lungs were filled with fluid. Both his legs were broken. Mom's back was broken and she was in a coma. Her right leg was broken too and so was her hip. Her heart had stopped but they were doing all they can to revive her. There was less than 10% chance of survival…
My head was spinning. I felt like I was outside myself. Like it wasn't me in the room. It was some other poor boy whose parents were going to die on the morning of their wedding anniversary.
After what felt like forever, the doctor came in the room again and sat with us.
"I'm sorry boys, there's nothing more we can do" he said sadly. He had tears in his eyes and his lips were quivering but it didn't matter. He could go back to his life tomorrow. Ours will be changed forever.
Wow man. That was hard to write. I wanted to make it sadder but I couldn't. oh well. Hope u guys liked that! Now review!!!