Employment of an Unemployed Man: Chapter 7: different point of view
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The snow silently fell down on the body of the man that was too young to be lying in a pool of blood.
The truck came to a screeching stop and the overweight driver stepped out.
He walked around to the back, looking down on the man that he had just hit, possibly killed.
"You got in my way buddy." He said in a deep voice.
He walked back to the front of the truck in picked up the car phone.
Dialing 911, he waited for somebody to answer.
He told them about the man and where he was, but he didn't tell them his name, or that he had hit him.
The phone was placed back in its craddle and he got back in the truck, having no intention to wait around for the ambulence.
He started the truck up, and drove off down the snowy road, leaving behind the man that could easily die with the snap of a finger.
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The ambulence rushed up to the front of the hospital, and the driver slammed on the breaks.
The doors burst open and they wheeled the man through the busy hallways.
He had almost no pulse and was unresponsive.
One of the men that was wheeling him reached in his back pocket and grabbed his wallet.
He opened it up, and was lucky to find a piece of paper with a list of names and phone numbers on it.
He looked at the first name on the paper, Monica Geller.
Quickly he rushed over to the front desk, grabbing the phone from the other side of the counter, and dialed the number.
It ran three times before somebody finally picked up.
"Hello?" A soft female voice said.
"Hi, is this Monica Geller?" He asked.
"Yes this is. What can I do for you?"
"This is Beth Israel Hospital, do you happen to know a Chandler Bing?"
Silence filled the line as he waited for a response.
"Oh my god, is he ok?" She panicked.
"I think you better come down here ma'am." He said softly.
"I'm on my way." She hung up the phone and sped out of the apartment, bursting into the one across the hall.
"Joey!" She screamed as he emerged from his room.
"What?" He asked.
"We have to go to the hospital, somethings wrong with Chandler."
"Ok, I'm coming, hold on." He ran back into his room to grab his shoes and jacket.
"Let's go, we'll call the others once we get there and find out what's going on." She said as Joey pushed her out the door and they ran down the stairs.
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Sorry it has been SO long since I updated this but I've had other fics to tend to. Please review!
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The snow silently fell down on the body of the man that was too young to be lying in a pool of blood.
The truck came to a screeching stop and the overweight driver stepped out.
He walked around to the back, looking down on the man that he had just hit, possibly killed.
"You got in my way buddy." He said in a deep voice.
He walked back to the front of the truck in picked up the car phone.
Dialing 911, he waited for somebody to answer.
He told them about the man and where he was, but he didn't tell them his name, or that he had hit him.
The phone was placed back in its craddle and he got back in the truck, having no intention to wait around for the ambulence.
He started the truck up, and drove off down the snowy road, leaving behind the man that could easily die with the snap of a finger.
(((((())))))
The ambulence rushed up to the front of the hospital, and the driver slammed on the breaks.
The doors burst open and they wheeled the man through the busy hallways.
He had almost no pulse and was unresponsive.
One of the men that was wheeling him reached in his back pocket and grabbed his wallet.
He opened it up, and was lucky to find a piece of paper with a list of names and phone numbers on it.
He looked at the first name on the paper, Monica Geller.
Quickly he rushed over to the front desk, grabbing the phone from the other side of the counter, and dialed the number.
It ran three times before somebody finally picked up.
"Hello?" A soft female voice said.
"Hi, is this Monica Geller?" He asked.
"Yes this is. What can I do for you?"
"This is Beth Israel Hospital, do you happen to know a Chandler Bing?"
Silence filled the line as he waited for a response.
"Oh my god, is he ok?" She panicked.
"I think you better come down here ma'am." He said softly.
"I'm on my way." She hung up the phone and sped out of the apartment, bursting into the one across the hall.
"Joey!" She screamed as he emerged from his room.
"What?" He asked.
"We have to go to the hospital, somethings wrong with Chandler."
"Ok, I'm coming, hold on." He ran back into his room to grab his shoes and jacket.
"Let's go, we'll call the others once we get there and find out what's going on." She said as Joey pushed her out the door and they ran down the stairs.
T B C
Sorry it has been SO long since I updated this but I've had other fics to tend to. Please review!