Hahaha..JUST KIDDING!
I woke up in the hospital bed, Trishan sitting in the chair. It was awfully dark.
I yawned and I saw Soda step out of the shadows.
"hey, Trish, I think you should go to sleep," he said.
"but I aint sleepy," she replied after a large yawn.
"I think you are..now go outside, I'll stay here for a while."
She slowly dragged her feet out of the door.
"hey, Soda, where am I?" I asked.
"your in the hospital, thank goodness your awake," he replied.
"how long have I been here?" I asked, trying to sit up, but found myself too weak.
"two days." He answered calmly.
"hey, why'd you send her out?" I asked.
"she hadn't left this room for two days. Only to go to the john."
"oh my. That must stink. Hey, where are the others?"
"they're outside. Probably eating."
"hey soda?"
"yeah?"
"am I gonna die?"
"I hope not! What would the world be without Johnnycake?" he said, with his world famous grin.
He made me smile. I don't know how he does that but he just did. I reached up to go and playfully punch him, but I was held back by needles connected to wires.
"ow!" I said as one of them shifted.
"just stay still," Soda said, ringing the nurse button. "you called?" a young nurse said.
"yeah. A needle came out," Soda said for me as if I was a baby or dieing.
Am I dieing? I asked myself, is this why I am feeling weak?
It hit me. I was.
"hey soda. I wanna talk to the other guys," I said.
He slowly went outside and fetched the others.
And they slowly filed in.
"hey johnnycake," Dally said.
"hey john," everyone else said, in different times.
They all looked dirty; unshaved and not changed.
"hey, thanks for always being here. Im sorry for leaving this way."
I said that and then I wiped out.
"say bye to Trish," I said as my last words.
I woke up in the hospital bed, Trishan sitting in the chair. It was awfully dark.
I yawned and I saw Soda step out of the shadows.
"hey, Trish, I think you should go to sleep," he said.
"but I aint sleepy," she replied after a large yawn.
"I think you are..now go outside, I'll stay here for a while."
She slowly dragged her feet out of the door.
"hey, Soda, where am I?" I asked.
"your in the hospital, thank goodness your awake," he replied.
"how long have I been here?" I asked, trying to sit up, but found myself too weak.
"two days." He answered calmly.
"hey, why'd you send her out?" I asked.
"she hadn't left this room for two days. Only to go to the john."
"oh my. That must stink. Hey, where are the others?"
"they're outside. Probably eating."
"hey soda?"
"yeah?"
"am I gonna die?"
"I hope not! What would the world be without Johnnycake?" he said, with his world famous grin.
He made me smile. I don't know how he does that but he just did. I reached up to go and playfully punch him, but I was held back by needles connected to wires.
"ow!" I said as one of them shifted.
"just stay still," Soda said, ringing the nurse button. "you called?" a young nurse said.
"yeah. A needle came out," Soda said for me as if I was a baby or dieing.
Am I dieing? I asked myself, is this why I am feeling weak?
It hit me. I was.
"hey soda. I wanna talk to the other guys," I said.
He slowly went outside and fetched the others.
And they slowly filed in.
"hey johnnycake," Dally said.
"hey john," everyone else said, in different times.
They all looked dirty; unshaved and not changed.
"hey, thanks for always being here. Im sorry for leaving this way."
I said that and then I wiped out.
"say bye to Trish," I said as my last words.