Sandy was in shock. He had come to think of Ryan as part of the family. He never expected to fear losing him. He new he was a troubled kid, but he had hoped Ryan was out of the kind of activities that would cause him to get hurt. He was now rushing with his wife to visit the boy in a hospital. To see if the boy would live. He was a good kid. He didn't deserve to die. He was determined that whoever shot him would pay the price. He would go to jail. Sandy would make sure of it. He walked into the hospital. A doctor came up to him.
"Are you the Cohens?" the doctor seemed sympathetic.
"We are." Kirsten said. Her voice cracked. Sandy put his arm around her.
"We've taken Ryan into the O.R. He sustained two gunshot wounds. The first his abdominal region. We don't know yet if it punctured any vital organs. The second hit him either on or near his lowest left Rib. We're still assessing the damage. I'll let you know as soon as we here more." The doctor told them.
"How are his chances?" Sandy asked.
"It is too early to tell. Your son and two of his friends are in the waiting room. You can join them there." The doctor pointed them in the direction of the waiting room.
Sandy walked into the waiting room and was immediately pounced on by Seth.
"It's ok son. It's alright." Sandy knew Seth had to be hurting as much as he was. That upset him. Whoever hurt Ryan and put his family through this would pay. He needed his family. His family now included Ryan. This whole experience made Sandy realize that he was starting to love Ryan like a son. It bewildered him. He just never truly expected to care this much about Ryan. Sure he would care about him, but to love him?
Marissa saw Seth hugging his father. She immediately wished her father was there. She needed a hug herself. She had calmed down a little now that they were at the hospital. She no longer was feeling on the verge of hysterical. She just wanted Ryan to be ok. She just wanted him to come out of surgery soon. She just wanted to see him. She wanted to be near him. She wanted to say how much she loved him. He loved her. He had said it. He might not have been in his right mind, but he had said it. That was all that mattered. She pretended to thumb through a magazine. She was trying to pass time. How is it that time passes slower the more you concentrate on it? She looked at her watch. It was 8:04. Hard to believe it was only an hour ago that she found him. It felt like an eternity had passed. She would never forget to bring her cell phone with her again. She could have saved Ryan minutes. If he wasn't ok, she didn't know what she would do.
"Are you the Cohens?" the doctor seemed sympathetic.
"We are." Kirsten said. Her voice cracked. Sandy put his arm around her.
"We've taken Ryan into the O.R. He sustained two gunshot wounds. The first his abdominal region. We don't know yet if it punctured any vital organs. The second hit him either on or near his lowest left Rib. We're still assessing the damage. I'll let you know as soon as we here more." The doctor told them.
"How are his chances?" Sandy asked.
"It is too early to tell. Your son and two of his friends are in the waiting room. You can join them there." The doctor pointed them in the direction of the waiting room.
Sandy walked into the waiting room and was immediately pounced on by Seth.
"It's ok son. It's alright." Sandy knew Seth had to be hurting as much as he was. That upset him. Whoever hurt Ryan and put his family through this would pay. He needed his family. His family now included Ryan. This whole experience made Sandy realize that he was starting to love Ryan like a son. It bewildered him. He just never truly expected to care this much about Ryan. Sure he would care about him, but to love him?
Marissa saw Seth hugging his father. She immediately wished her father was there. She needed a hug herself. She had calmed down a little now that they were at the hospital. She no longer was feeling on the verge of hysterical. She just wanted Ryan to be ok. She just wanted him to come out of surgery soon. She just wanted to see him. She wanted to be near him. She wanted to say how much she loved him. He loved her. He had said it. He might not have been in his right mind, but he had said it. That was all that mattered. She pretended to thumb through a magazine. She was trying to pass time. How is it that time passes slower the more you concentrate on it? She looked at her watch. It was 8:04. Hard to believe it was only an hour ago that she found him. It felt like an eternity had passed. She would never forget to bring her cell phone with her again. She could have saved Ryan minutes. If he wasn't ok, she didn't know what she would do.
