Right In this chapter it is totally unbelievable that Lil may die because
of a dislocated shoulder, a broken leg and a sprained wrist. I'm just
saying that to avoid comments about it! Hey it's a story, its MY story, so
If I want Lil to die its up to me! ^_^
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Chuckie:
I awoke in an area that smelt of rubber gloves. I slowly opened my eyes and looked around I was in a metal bed, and pale sea-green curtains surrounded my bed in a U shape. After a few seconds of looking bewilderedly around, it dawned on me. I was in hospital; I remembered the crash and suddenly wondered if my friends were hurt, oblivious to my pain. I then thought, hang on what about me? I examined my face in a glass of water by my bed I saw that I had a black eye and a large lump on my forehead. "Nurse?" I called out nervously into the air. Suddenly a tall woman with glasses and her hair tied up in a tight bun whisked into my cubicle.
"Oh Charles you're awake!" She said smiling down at me with huge teeth. I smiled slightly. "You've been unconscious for 2 days." She said, "You've broken a toe, bumped your head and have got a black eye." She sympathetically looked at me. Unsure how to respond, I said, "Err I have 6 friends who were in the same bus crash, their names are Kimi Finster my sister, two twins named Phil and Lil Deville, two brothers called Dil and Tommy Pickles, and Tommy's cousin Angelica. Do you know what's happened to them?" She then replied "No but I will check at reception for you." And she whisked off again. I sank lower into my bed, all I could think about was my friends.
She soon reappeared and said, "I have information on all of them. "Kimi Finster has just a sprained ankle, so she's not in such a sorry state and didn't even pass out. She's just in shock though, but has already gone home. She asked to see you but you were still unconscious. Phillip Deville has a broken arm and dislocated finger. He fainted but has regained consciousness now, and should be home tomorrow. Thomas Pickles has a bad spinal injury, and has to wear a back brace at the moment but that shall be taken off in a week or so. He also has a sprained ankle, but has not regained consciousness yet, but should be home in around 2 days. Dil pickles has permanently lost his sight in his left eye, and fractured his wrist, but has regained consciousness and has gone home. Angelica only broke her wrist, she has regained consciousness and gone home. Lillian Deville is in the worst state. She has a broken leg, a dislocated shoulder and a sprained wrist. She has not regained consciousness, and I'm sorry but we're afraid she may not even wake." I gasped. Most of my friends were in poor positions but Lil? Dying - dead? It was too horrible to think about.
"You can go home at 2.00 pm today." The nurse said, "Now you have awoken." I breathed a sigh of relief. It was 12:30 so not much longer. "Please." I looked up to the nurse. "I have to see Lil even if she is unconscious, please." "I can't allow that." The nurse said strictly. "She's one of my best friends ever please." "Well." I gave her huge puppy dog eyes. "Ok, but only for 2 minutes." "Thank you so much." I whispered. I got out of bed and the nurse lead me to another cubicle. I pushed aside the green curtains and a tear trickled down my cheek. She had deep scars purple and pink in a bracelet shape round her shoulder and I couldn't see her legs. She had tubes sticking out of her shoulder pumping blood. I felt sick, but still leant down next to her and whispered, "Lil. I know you can't hear me but I want you to know I love you and always have. I know that you are too beautiful and fun and positive to die now. You could become a world famous pop singer or dancer like you've always wanted. You could be a model, and don't let that stupid bus crash be an obstacle and stop you from pursuing your dreams. I know you'll wake. I know you can pull through my dear Lillian." I held her hand and stroked it gently. It was freezing cold. I then went back to my cubicle and slept till I was allowed home.
When I had been smothered in hugs and kisses from my parents and Kimi, fought them off and we had driven home, I was in deep depression and so was Kimi. Kimi was worried because Phil was still in hospital, so was Lil and Tommy. Phil was her boyfriend so she was obviously in pain.
Kimi:
My mum drove me up to see Phil again once Chuckie has come home. I raced into his cubical, (Once the receptionist had told me the number) and grinned. "Kimi?" He asked. "Yeah its me." I said softly. Phil was propped up on pillows and his arm was in a thick white cast. "Do you feel ok?" I asked dragging a chair up to the bed and sitting down to look at him. "Except the awful pain in my arm yeah." He said forcing a grin. "And my finger aches a little too." "Chuckie told me about Lil." I said sympathetically. "Lil? What about her?" Phi asked with a confused tone as he looked at me. "You don't know?" I asked in pure horror. "No.tell me please." He said in a voice barely a whisper. "Are you sure? It's awfully bad." I said hoarsely. "Yes." He mumbled back. "Ok.She's broken her leg, dislocated her shoulder and sprained her wrist. She may not." I paused and gulped as I discovered I was shaking violently. "She may not.. wake." I finished and started crying floods of tears falling down my cheeks at a terrific speed. I couldn't bare look at Phil, but when I did he was just staring into nothing, not blinking and with no emotion at all. "Phil please say something." I begged, clutching his arm that wasn't broken. "Lil's gonna die?" He muttered through gritted teeth. "No!" I gulped swallowing my tears and trying to look him in the eyes, "No they said she might. I don't know what the chances are." Phil then put an arm round me and started crying too, heavily big meaningful sobs that were destroying me inside. I buried my face in his chest until I had calmed down, and so had Phil.
"I have to see her." Phil said angrily and began to get up. "Wait Phil." I Said soothingly, "Nurse, can Phil see his sister?" The nurse was sitting at a desk at the bottom of Phil's bed checking some things on a clipboard. At my question she looked up and nodded slightly before beckoning for us to follow her. I had to help Phil up as he could only use one arm, and my ankle was very sore to walk. Finally we reached Lil's cubicle and went inside. Lil was very pale, and was wearing a white vest top and white shorts provided by the hospital. Her dark brown hair stood out as a few strands were carelessly flicked over her face, and was the only thing not white on her body. I grimaced as she had a many stitches sticking out in an area around her knee, blood pumping from her shoulder that had a pale pink scar in a circle shape round it, and a small white bandage round her wrist to support it as it was badly sprained. Phil had gone the same colour as his sister, and his eyes filled up once more as he leant down and stroked her cheek. "Lil." He whispered as tears started overflowing in his eyes. I just stood in shock at the foot of Lil's bed. He then slowly got up and walked out of the cubicle. I trudged after him and then, my voice barely a whisper I said, "Phil? Are you ok?" He sat heavily down on his bed. "Yeah." He said giving a big sigh. "Just why, out of all the people in the world it had to be Lil?" "I know." I said gently wresting my hand on his knee comfortingly, "It must be hard. But I know she'll wake, and you know it too." "Yeah" He said again. "You're right, she will pull through - I know it!" I smiled weakly before saying, "Yeah, well I hate to leave you but my dad must be getting bored waiting in the car so I think I better go." "Ok." Phil said softly, "Your right bye." I embraced him again before pecking him on the cheek and replying, "Yeah bye." Before getting up and going back to the car to go home.
Phil's POV
After Kimi left I started crying again. Seeing my sister in that condition was like someone seeing me. I then asked the nurse how many how many of my friends were actually still in hospital. The nurse sat at the end of my bed and flipped a couple of pages over on her clipboard before scanning a page and then looking at me. "Only your sister and Tommy Pickles." She said warmly. "Has Tommy regained consciousness yet?" I asked eagerly. She looked at her clipboard again and said, "He has been unconscious for a while, I shall go and see if he has woken yet." I thanked her, and waited patiently until the nurse came back. "Yes." She said smiling, "He regained consciousness about 45 minutes ago. He looks a state, but you can see him if you want." "Please!" I said excitedly, and followed the nurse to Tommy's cubicle.
I peeped round the curtain and then walked in, in shock. Tommy was lying flat on the bed spread, a metal machine hooking around his shoulders and over his head to keep his back straight. I gasped. It was like something out of casualty or horror movie. His foot was kept at an angle, but I was just pleased to talk to someone. "Tommy, are you alright?" I asked as I sat in a chair next to his bed. "Yeah fine." He said in a flat sarcastic voice. "Geesh Tommy you don't have to bite my head off, I was just asking." I said, annoyed. "Yeah your right, sorry Phil." He replied. "It's ok, have you heard about Lil?" I asked him, and I felt the tears refilling in my eyes. "No. What's wrong with her?" Tommy asked in a worried tone. "She.. she erm.." "Spit it out Phil!" "She has a dislocated shoulder, a broken leg, and a sprained wrist. The doctors said she may not.. wake." I finished, my voice trembling. Tommy gasped, "Oh my God." He whispered. "Are you ok Phil, have you seen her?" "Yeah I'm ok and yes I have seen her." "That's It I'm seeing her too." Tommy said, attempting to get up. "No you don't Mr Pickles." The nurse said gently pushing him back down. "You cannot walk anywhere until the back brace has started working." Tommy grumbled but had no choice. Suddenly another nurse walked in a solemn look on her face. "Phillip, I think you may need to see your sister." She said in a flat, but urgent voice. Trembling I stood up and followed her out.
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^_^ Ok.. so that's the next chapter, and like I said at the top, don't flame me because of Lil maybe dying because of a dislocated shoulder and all that. I know that that is impossible ok? Good good! ^_~
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Chuckie:
I awoke in an area that smelt of rubber gloves. I slowly opened my eyes and looked around I was in a metal bed, and pale sea-green curtains surrounded my bed in a U shape. After a few seconds of looking bewilderedly around, it dawned on me. I was in hospital; I remembered the crash and suddenly wondered if my friends were hurt, oblivious to my pain. I then thought, hang on what about me? I examined my face in a glass of water by my bed I saw that I had a black eye and a large lump on my forehead. "Nurse?" I called out nervously into the air. Suddenly a tall woman with glasses and her hair tied up in a tight bun whisked into my cubicle.
"Oh Charles you're awake!" She said smiling down at me with huge teeth. I smiled slightly. "You've been unconscious for 2 days." She said, "You've broken a toe, bumped your head and have got a black eye." She sympathetically looked at me. Unsure how to respond, I said, "Err I have 6 friends who were in the same bus crash, their names are Kimi Finster my sister, two twins named Phil and Lil Deville, two brothers called Dil and Tommy Pickles, and Tommy's cousin Angelica. Do you know what's happened to them?" She then replied "No but I will check at reception for you." And she whisked off again. I sank lower into my bed, all I could think about was my friends.
She soon reappeared and said, "I have information on all of them. "Kimi Finster has just a sprained ankle, so she's not in such a sorry state and didn't even pass out. She's just in shock though, but has already gone home. She asked to see you but you were still unconscious. Phillip Deville has a broken arm and dislocated finger. He fainted but has regained consciousness now, and should be home tomorrow. Thomas Pickles has a bad spinal injury, and has to wear a back brace at the moment but that shall be taken off in a week or so. He also has a sprained ankle, but has not regained consciousness yet, but should be home in around 2 days. Dil pickles has permanently lost his sight in his left eye, and fractured his wrist, but has regained consciousness and has gone home. Angelica only broke her wrist, she has regained consciousness and gone home. Lillian Deville is in the worst state. She has a broken leg, a dislocated shoulder and a sprained wrist. She has not regained consciousness, and I'm sorry but we're afraid she may not even wake." I gasped. Most of my friends were in poor positions but Lil? Dying - dead? It was too horrible to think about.
"You can go home at 2.00 pm today." The nurse said, "Now you have awoken." I breathed a sigh of relief. It was 12:30 so not much longer. "Please." I looked up to the nurse. "I have to see Lil even if she is unconscious, please." "I can't allow that." The nurse said strictly. "She's one of my best friends ever please." "Well." I gave her huge puppy dog eyes. "Ok, but only for 2 minutes." "Thank you so much." I whispered. I got out of bed and the nurse lead me to another cubicle. I pushed aside the green curtains and a tear trickled down my cheek. She had deep scars purple and pink in a bracelet shape round her shoulder and I couldn't see her legs. She had tubes sticking out of her shoulder pumping blood. I felt sick, but still leant down next to her and whispered, "Lil. I know you can't hear me but I want you to know I love you and always have. I know that you are too beautiful and fun and positive to die now. You could become a world famous pop singer or dancer like you've always wanted. You could be a model, and don't let that stupid bus crash be an obstacle and stop you from pursuing your dreams. I know you'll wake. I know you can pull through my dear Lillian." I held her hand and stroked it gently. It was freezing cold. I then went back to my cubicle and slept till I was allowed home.
When I had been smothered in hugs and kisses from my parents and Kimi, fought them off and we had driven home, I was in deep depression and so was Kimi. Kimi was worried because Phil was still in hospital, so was Lil and Tommy. Phil was her boyfriend so she was obviously in pain.
Kimi:
My mum drove me up to see Phil again once Chuckie has come home. I raced into his cubical, (Once the receptionist had told me the number) and grinned. "Kimi?" He asked. "Yeah its me." I said softly. Phil was propped up on pillows and his arm was in a thick white cast. "Do you feel ok?" I asked dragging a chair up to the bed and sitting down to look at him. "Except the awful pain in my arm yeah." He said forcing a grin. "And my finger aches a little too." "Chuckie told me about Lil." I said sympathetically. "Lil? What about her?" Phi asked with a confused tone as he looked at me. "You don't know?" I asked in pure horror. "No.tell me please." He said in a voice barely a whisper. "Are you sure? It's awfully bad." I said hoarsely. "Yes." He mumbled back. "Ok.She's broken her leg, dislocated her shoulder and sprained her wrist. She may not." I paused and gulped as I discovered I was shaking violently. "She may not.. wake." I finished and started crying floods of tears falling down my cheeks at a terrific speed. I couldn't bare look at Phil, but when I did he was just staring into nothing, not blinking and with no emotion at all. "Phil please say something." I begged, clutching his arm that wasn't broken. "Lil's gonna die?" He muttered through gritted teeth. "No!" I gulped swallowing my tears and trying to look him in the eyes, "No they said she might. I don't know what the chances are." Phil then put an arm round me and started crying too, heavily big meaningful sobs that were destroying me inside. I buried my face in his chest until I had calmed down, and so had Phil.
"I have to see her." Phil said angrily and began to get up. "Wait Phil." I Said soothingly, "Nurse, can Phil see his sister?" The nurse was sitting at a desk at the bottom of Phil's bed checking some things on a clipboard. At my question she looked up and nodded slightly before beckoning for us to follow her. I had to help Phil up as he could only use one arm, and my ankle was very sore to walk. Finally we reached Lil's cubicle and went inside. Lil was very pale, and was wearing a white vest top and white shorts provided by the hospital. Her dark brown hair stood out as a few strands were carelessly flicked over her face, and was the only thing not white on her body. I grimaced as she had a many stitches sticking out in an area around her knee, blood pumping from her shoulder that had a pale pink scar in a circle shape round it, and a small white bandage round her wrist to support it as it was badly sprained. Phil had gone the same colour as his sister, and his eyes filled up once more as he leant down and stroked her cheek. "Lil." He whispered as tears started overflowing in his eyes. I just stood in shock at the foot of Lil's bed. He then slowly got up and walked out of the cubicle. I trudged after him and then, my voice barely a whisper I said, "Phil? Are you ok?" He sat heavily down on his bed. "Yeah." He said giving a big sigh. "Just why, out of all the people in the world it had to be Lil?" "I know." I said gently wresting my hand on his knee comfortingly, "It must be hard. But I know she'll wake, and you know it too." "Yeah" He said again. "You're right, she will pull through - I know it!" I smiled weakly before saying, "Yeah, well I hate to leave you but my dad must be getting bored waiting in the car so I think I better go." "Ok." Phil said softly, "Your right bye." I embraced him again before pecking him on the cheek and replying, "Yeah bye." Before getting up and going back to the car to go home.
Phil's POV
After Kimi left I started crying again. Seeing my sister in that condition was like someone seeing me. I then asked the nurse how many how many of my friends were actually still in hospital. The nurse sat at the end of my bed and flipped a couple of pages over on her clipboard before scanning a page and then looking at me. "Only your sister and Tommy Pickles." She said warmly. "Has Tommy regained consciousness yet?" I asked eagerly. She looked at her clipboard again and said, "He has been unconscious for a while, I shall go and see if he has woken yet." I thanked her, and waited patiently until the nurse came back. "Yes." She said smiling, "He regained consciousness about 45 minutes ago. He looks a state, but you can see him if you want." "Please!" I said excitedly, and followed the nurse to Tommy's cubicle.
I peeped round the curtain and then walked in, in shock. Tommy was lying flat on the bed spread, a metal machine hooking around his shoulders and over his head to keep his back straight. I gasped. It was like something out of casualty or horror movie. His foot was kept at an angle, but I was just pleased to talk to someone. "Tommy, are you alright?" I asked as I sat in a chair next to his bed. "Yeah fine." He said in a flat sarcastic voice. "Geesh Tommy you don't have to bite my head off, I was just asking." I said, annoyed. "Yeah your right, sorry Phil." He replied. "It's ok, have you heard about Lil?" I asked him, and I felt the tears refilling in my eyes. "No. What's wrong with her?" Tommy asked in a worried tone. "She.. she erm.." "Spit it out Phil!" "She has a dislocated shoulder, a broken leg, and a sprained wrist. The doctors said she may not.. wake." I finished, my voice trembling. Tommy gasped, "Oh my God." He whispered. "Are you ok Phil, have you seen her?" "Yeah I'm ok and yes I have seen her." "That's It I'm seeing her too." Tommy said, attempting to get up. "No you don't Mr Pickles." The nurse said gently pushing him back down. "You cannot walk anywhere until the back brace has started working." Tommy grumbled but had no choice. Suddenly another nurse walked in a solemn look on her face. "Phillip, I think you may need to see your sister." She said in a flat, but urgent voice. Trembling I stood up and followed her out.
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^_^ Ok.. so that's the next chapter, and like I said at the top, don't flame me because of Lil maybe dying because of a dislocated shoulder and all that. I know that that is impossible ok? Good good! ^_~