A/N: hey everyone. ok now i'm back to normal regular chappies. no songs included. the end of the last one was kind of unexpected huh? well i hope you all like this chappie. please RR!!
Flaming Tsunami: thanx. i'm glad u like it. keep reading!!
Spinelli Woods Esquire: yea it was sad. i'm glad u liked the song. it's called End Of The Line. i put more detail abt it when i reviewed ur story (High School Changes Everyone). anyway, hope u like this!!
disclaimer: i do not own recess or any characters except Lyndsay!!
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TJ hung up the phone with Spinelli, stunned. Lyndsay's dead? How could she be dead? 'This completely ruined all my plans for trying to get Spinelli back. Well, now I'll never know if it would have worked because Lyndsay had to go and freakin die!' TJ thought to himself. He felt bad about being so selfish. He didn't mean what he had thought.
"I am so sorry Lyndz. I didn't mean any of it. Forgive me?" TJ whispered looking at the ground. He was always told that if you are trying to communicate with a dead person just talk like you normally would to them and their spirit will hear you. Although they won't respond. TJ grabbed his car keys and was out the door. A few minutes later he pulled into the hospital parking lot. He rushed inside to find Spinelli, Vince, Gretchen, Mikey, and Gus were already there. Spinelli and Gretchen had tears streaming down their faces. Vince, Mikey, and Gus were looking very grim and sad. TJ sat down on the couch in the waiting room next to Spinelli. She forgot she was mad at him and cried on his shoulder. As the two girls cried, their boyfriends tried their best to comfort them. Then, a doctor came out and looked at them puzzled.
"Are you all here for Lyndsay?" he asked.
"Yes. But we have heard the news," TJ replied quietly.
"I see," the doctor almost whispered looking at the ground. "Well, we have already sent the body to a funeral home to get it prepared for the funeral." Spinelli looked at the doctor, not believing what she was hearing.
"You already sent her away? Without our permission? Without us even being able to see her or know where she was being sent or anything? How could you?" Spinelli asked furiously.
"Well, it is my job to be sure that the dead bodies find their way to a funeral home the day that they die," the doctor replied. (A/N: i know this isnt always the case but this is my fic)
"Well, I understand that, but couldn't you have the least bit of decency and ask her family if they wanted to see her body first? Or if they would have like to choose the funeral home she was sent to? Don't you think Her family should have had at least that much say or control in her death?" Spinelli asked raising her voice.
"Look Miss, no one has any say in peoples' deaths. They just happen. As for your other questions, you didn't have say in it because I had to get the body out of the hospital. Just because she was sent to a funeral home to get ready for her funeral does not mean that that is where the funeral will actually take place. You and your family does have a say in what funeral home the viewing and the funeral take place. I just had to get the body ready for that. The person's family decided where she is buried and when. The person's family decides what funeral home everything takes place in. Do you understand it now? Now, if you will excuse me, I have to get back to my job," the doctor said and turned around walking down the hallway.
"Whatever," Spinelli said so quietly no one heard her.
"Well, we had better get out of here now. We'll let you and your family decide about the funeral on your own. We shouldn't intrude on that. Let's go," Gus said.
"Ok," Spinelli agreed quietly.
"Spin, everything will be ok in a while. Don't worry about that. If you need anyone to talk to, no matter what time it is, I don't care if it's three in the morning, just call me and I'll be there as fast as I can," TJ said, trying to comfort her, as they walked out into the parking lot. Spinelli looked up at him and gave him a small, weak, sad smile.
"Thanks Teej. Would you mind if we took your car? I think we need to talk," Spinelli asked.
"No problem. Let's go," TJ replied. TJ and Spinelli got into TJ's car and began to drive to a place where they could talk and possibly get the relationship back that was so easily thrown away by a bad choice of words.
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A/N: i know, kind of a sucky ending. well i hope u liked it. i have no idea how long this fic is gonna be. but trust me, it will be quite long. hope u liked this chappie. please RR!!