A/N: Sorry, the next two chapters are probably going to be short. I blame
it on writer's block. This chapter doesn't really have much to do with the
story, it's just a filler, but it has a cute conversation between Luke and
Adam and a bit of Grace/Joan and Grace/Luke. I can't tell you much but I
can tell you that the next chapter will have a CBG/Joan confrontation-and
it's going to be good! Just let me get through midterms first and then I
will write the fourth chapter, fifth is already written just need to tweak
it a bit. There will most likely be six chapters so hang tight! And thank
you to everyone who reviewed, it meant a lot to me!
Chapter 3-Why Joan is Jane
It had been three days since Joan Girardi was admitted into Arcadia Hospital, three days that she had been in a coma, and three days that her family and friends spent waiting for any sign of hope that she would wake up. The hospital had become like a second home in these past three days. Helen took off from work and spent the day at the hospital, Will came by during his lunch break and then during dinner time, and so did Kevin. Luke, Adam and Grace came by right after school. The three of them were sitting at a table nearby playing scrabble.
"Rove," Grace said looking down at the board, "'Cha is not a word."
"If you say it it's a word."
"Really, then what does it mean?" Adam pondered that for a minute, then giving Grace a glare he removed his letters and passed his turn onto Luke. Luke looked at Grace for a minute. If only she liked him the way he liked her, sure he liked Glynis but with Grace it was passion, it was lust it was-
"Girardi?" Grace interrupted his thoughts.
"What?"
"You're staring at me, and it's wigging me out, so stop!"
"Sorry" Luke mumbled. "You know, you guys don't have to be here." Both Grace and Adam gave Luke a look of shock. "I didn't mean it like that, I just meant, you know, there's been no change. There's no sense of all of us waiting here."
"No," Adam began "I want to be here when Jane wakes up."
"We don't know when that's going to be though."
"I don't care how long it takes, I can wait." Adam meant that too, he would wait for Jane to wake up no matter no long it took. That's what romantic love does to you. Grace looked at Adam and took in his words. Then she looked at Luke. Would Luke wait for Grace to come around? Obviously not, since he pretty much hooked up with Glynis two seconds after. Of course that wasn't entirely true. Grace knew she held a fault in that, she didn't exactly pursue Luke, didn't exactly give him any signals, she kissed him at the dance but that was just because of Friedman. Or was it? Grace's feelings were so screwed up, the whole situation was so screwed up. On the one hand she was sitting across a table from one of her two best friend's brothers, wanting to kiss him again like she did at the dance and on the other hand she was sitting next to her other best friend keeping it a secret that she sometimes thought about what it would be like to kiss his girlfriend. She was overwhelmed by them and then was frustrated by them. Damn the Girardi's, she thought, damn them for coming here and messing up my life. It wasn't like there was anything she could do about it anyway, I mean sure she could kiss Luke and break up his relationship with Glynis but then she'd be forced to show her emotions, which she kept bottled up so tightly inside. And it wasn't like she could kiss Joan, nor could she tell anybody that she fantasized about it. Adam would freak, so would Joan, so would Luke. And her father the rabbi, oh that would make his day. Grace couldn't take it anymore. She got up.
"I'm going to go get some fresh air." Grace got up and walked out leaving Luke and Adam by themselves. Luke looked at Adam and thought of how little he actually knew about his sister's boyfriend. He was in a word, weird. He made art out of junk, could often be described as spacey and lastly, the one thing Luke couldn't understand is that he called Joan 'Jane'. The only actual semi-conversation that they had was when Luke confronted him about Joan being pregnant, and that did not go over too well. Maybe he should get to know him.
"So Adam, mind if I ask you something?" Adam shrugged.
"Sure."
"Why do you call Joan 'Jane'?" Adam chuckled.
"Well at first it was because I thought that was her name but then it kind of became, I don't know this nickname for her. It's my own special part of her, you know?" Luke nodded.
"Yeah, yeah sure. One more thing though Adam, I know I'm not too strong but I want you to know, if you ever hurt my sister, I will kick your ass." Adam tried to contain himself, the idea of Jane's younger brother beating him up was fairly amusing but instead he took the honest road:
"I would never hurt Jane." He paused, and then "I love her." Before Luke could say anything Grace came back and sat down.
"So, what did I miss?"
Chapter 3-Why Joan is Jane
It had been three days since Joan Girardi was admitted into Arcadia Hospital, three days that she had been in a coma, and three days that her family and friends spent waiting for any sign of hope that she would wake up. The hospital had become like a second home in these past three days. Helen took off from work and spent the day at the hospital, Will came by during his lunch break and then during dinner time, and so did Kevin. Luke, Adam and Grace came by right after school. The three of them were sitting at a table nearby playing scrabble.
"Rove," Grace said looking down at the board, "'Cha is not a word."
"If you say it it's a word."
"Really, then what does it mean?" Adam pondered that for a minute, then giving Grace a glare he removed his letters and passed his turn onto Luke. Luke looked at Grace for a minute. If only she liked him the way he liked her, sure he liked Glynis but with Grace it was passion, it was lust it was-
"Girardi?" Grace interrupted his thoughts.
"What?"
"You're staring at me, and it's wigging me out, so stop!"
"Sorry" Luke mumbled. "You know, you guys don't have to be here." Both Grace and Adam gave Luke a look of shock. "I didn't mean it like that, I just meant, you know, there's been no change. There's no sense of all of us waiting here."
"No," Adam began "I want to be here when Jane wakes up."
"We don't know when that's going to be though."
"I don't care how long it takes, I can wait." Adam meant that too, he would wait for Jane to wake up no matter no long it took. That's what romantic love does to you. Grace looked at Adam and took in his words. Then she looked at Luke. Would Luke wait for Grace to come around? Obviously not, since he pretty much hooked up with Glynis two seconds after. Of course that wasn't entirely true. Grace knew she held a fault in that, she didn't exactly pursue Luke, didn't exactly give him any signals, she kissed him at the dance but that was just because of Friedman. Or was it? Grace's feelings were so screwed up, the whole situation was so screwed up. On the one hand she was sitting across a table from one of her two best friend's brothers, wanting to kiss him again like she did at the dance and on the other hand she was sitting next to her other best friend keeping it a secret that she sometimes thought about what it would be like to kiss his girlfriend. She was overwhelmed by them and then was frustrated by them. Damn the Girardi's, she thought, damn them for coming here and messing up my life. It wasn't like there was anything she could do about it anyway, I mean sure she could kiss Luke and break up his relationship with Glynis but then she'd be forced to show her emotions, which she kept bottled up so tightly inside. And it wasn't like she could kiss Joan, nor could she tell anybody that she fantasized about it. Adam would freak, so would Joan, so would Luke. And her father the rabbi, oh that would make his day. Grace couldn't take it anymore. She got up.
"I'm going to go get some fresh air." Grace got up and walked out leaving Luke and Adam by themselves. Luke looked at Adam and thought of how little he actually knew about his sister's boyfriend. He was in a word, weird. He made art out of junk, could often be described as spacey and lastly, the one thing Luke couldn't understand is that he called Joan 'Jane'. The only actual semi-conversation that they had was when Luke confronted him about Joan being pregnant, and that did not go over too well. Maybe he should get to know him.
"So Adam, mind if I ask you something?" Adam shrugged.
"Sure."
"Why do you call Joan 'Jane'?" Adam chuckled.
"Well at first it was because I thought that was her name but then it kind of became, I don't know this nickname for her. It's my own special part of her, you know?" Luke nodded.
"Yeah, yeah sure. One more thing though Adam, I know I'm not too strong but I want you to know, if you ever hurt my sister, I will kick your ass." Adam tried to contain himself, the idea of Jane's younger brother beating him up was fairly amusing but instead he took the honest road:
"I would never hurt Jane." He paused, and then "I love her." Before Luke could say anything Grace came back and sat down.
"So, what did I miss?"