9. (Like finally getting over, well a huge writers block and huge pile of schoolwork, I'm finally updating this story… I hope it was worth waiting for. Ow there's little swearing… nothing much… anyway… Enjoy the story…)
'Shit… we are loosing her! We need more blood… we need more power here!'
A horrifying sound runs through the operation chamber.
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"Jeanne… Jeanly… Jeanly… open your eyes! Jeanly" I hear a voice close.
"W-Where… am I?" I mumble.
"Open your eyes and you'll find out."
The voice is trusting and I reckonize the voice from somewhere. Where, I don't remember anymore. I slowly open my eyes and I see a pair of blue ones, looking back at me. I swallow as my eyes fill themselves with tears.
"Dad?"
The man in front of me nods and looks at me.
"You have grown a lot since I saw you the last time Jeanly." He says. The voice I missed, the voice I forgot. They say that the voice is the first thing you forget when someone is passed away. As hard as I try, I can't succeed keeping my tears back. They spill freely down my cheeks and on my clothes.
"What's this? What's this?" He asks me smiling.
I smile through my silent sobes and say: "those are tears dad…"
He smiles and pulls me into a hug.
"I try so hard dad." I sob.
"I know Jeanly, I know… I know that you try so hard but if don't have any selfconfident then it will go wrong. Do you know what has happened?"
"Yeah… the goblin has broken all of my ribs, I'm at the edge of death and I'm talking to my dead father…" I say as I sniff my nose and look at him.
"Why?" I ask myself.
"Why what Jeanly?" He asks me.
"Why did you die?" I say as I look at him.
"Because it was my time…"
I roll my eyes and say: "No, it wasn't. Stop giving me that crap that it was your time, because it wasn't! Because you died, I had to see mom throwing, yes dad throwing, herself into the arms of Harry. Dad do actually think I like the idea that she wants to marry him? God…"
It was true, just after I had left with David to catch up on old times Harry got down on his knee and asked the big question. My mother didn't say yes, but didn't refuse either.
She needed time, just time… I roll my eyes once more and sit down on the ground.
My dad sits next to me and we sit in silence. Suddenly a stitch of pain runs through my chest. I gasp and hold on to my chest.
"What was that?" I ask in pain as another stitch shoots through my chest.
"You're dying…" he says to me.
"I'm what?" I ask with big eyes.
"Dying… you're heart is stopping." My dad says.
"Go back." He says to me.
"No." I say.
"If Jeanly, please, listen to me, as your father, I say that you need to get back."
"But…"
"No Jeanly…" He cuts in "I may be dead, but I'm still your father and I order you to back where you came from. Please? You're family needs you more right now."
Then I feel the trears again. The pain in my chest doesn't make it any better for me top breathe. It is getting harder to see through the tears and the fact that I'm loosing conscious again.
"Don't worry… You'll be a fine heroine… You'll do just fine… if you would only have faith in yourself, then you'll do just fiine…" He says to me.
Then everything turns black.
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Mary Jane and David both sit in the waiting room hoping, praying that Jeanne will survive. David stands up and walks up and down the room.
'Shit.' He curses loud and runs his fist into the wall. What causes a long string of curses and muttering.
'Auw.' He grabs his fist and holds it to himself.
Mary Jane stands up and walks toward her son. She examines the wound and then says: 'Well we're in a clinic anyway... let's get you fixed up all right?'
'Sorry mom.' He mutters.
Mary Jane looks as her oldest son walks away. She shakes her head and then sits down again. She rests her elbows on her legs and crosses her fingers and lowers her head.
'MJ.' She hears.
She looks up and sees Harry coming though the door. She stands up and runs for him. Mary Jane buries her head in his armpit and cries.
At that time David comes back and sees Harry. He clenches his hand to a fist and walks into the waiting room.
'David…' Harry greets him cold.
'Harry…' David says as he locks eyes with him.
Harry's eyes narrow and with a devilish grin he wraps his arms tighter around Mary Jane.
David looks in another way but Harry can see that he must concentrate really hard not to hit him out of here.
'He is still the boyfriend of my mother… I cannot beat him into the ground without getting mom furious…' He thinks.
'Mister Parker and Misses Parker…?' A voice comes from the door.
David and Mary Jane turn around and face a small nurse with dark brown hair and blue grey eyes.
'It is Jeanne Parker.'
'Is she okay? Tell me she is fine.' Mary Jane asks her as she loosens herself from Harry and gives full attention to the nurse.
'Is my sister alright?' David asks.
The nurse smiles and says: 'She is now out of life danger… She is strong. But she made a us worry for a while.'
'How do you mean?'
'Well…' The nurse begins. 'Her heart stopped once and it took us almost half an hour to get it beating again. But now, everything is fine and she is in recovery.'
'When can we see her?' David asks.
'Well, I don't know actually, I shall ask the doctor and then I will come back to you.' The nurse gets out to come back ten minutes later to get them and she bring them to the recovery. David the door for Harry and says: 'this is family only Harry, and as far as I know, you're no part of the family Parker. You'll never be a part of that family. Read my lips Harry… NEVER.' David walks inside and closes the door before him. Mary Jane sits down next to her daughter that lies in big hospital bed.
Harry grumbles. He turns and walks out of the clinic.
'Shit… we are loosing her! We need more blood… we need more power here!'
A horrifying sound runs through the operation chamber.
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"Jeanne… Jeanly… Jeanly… open your eyes! Jeanly" I hear a voice close.
"W-Where… am I?" I mumble.
"Open your eyes and you'll find out."
The voice is trusting and I reckonize the voice from somewhere. Where, I don't remember anymore. I slowly open my eyes and I see a pair of blue ones, looking back at me. I swallow as my eyes fill themselves with tears.
"Dad?"
The man in front of me nods and looks at me.
"You have grown a lot since I saw you the last time Jeanly." He says. The voice I missed, the voice I forgot. They say that the voice is the first thing you forget when someone is passed away. As hard as I try, I can't succeed keeping my tears back. They spill freely down my cheeks and on my clothes.
"What's this? What's this?" He asks me smiling.
I smile through my silent sobes and say: "those are tears dad…"
He smiles and pulls me into a hug.
"I try so hard dad." I sob.
"I know Jeanly, I know… I know that you try so hard but if don't have any selfconfident then it will go wrong. Do you know what has happened?"
"Yeah… the goblin has broken all of my ribs, I'm at the edge of death and I'm talking to my dead father…" I say as I sniff my nose and look at him.
"Why?" I ask myself.
"Why what Jeanly?" He asks me.
"Why did you die?" I say as I look at him.
"Because it was my time…"
I roll my eyes and say: "No, it wasn't. Stop giving me that crap that it was your time, because it wasn't! Because you died, I had to see mom throwing, yes dad throwing, herself into the arms of Harry. Dad do actually think I like the idea that she wants to marry him? God…"
It was true, just after I had left with David to catch up on old times Harry got down on his knee and asked the big question. My mother didn't say yes, but didn't refuse either.
She needed time, just time… I roll my eyes once more and sit down on the ground.
My dad sits next to me and we sit in silence. Suddenly a stitch of pain runs through my chest. I gasp and hold on to my chest.
"What was that?" I ask in pain as another stitch shoots through my chest.
"You're dying…" he says to me.
"I'm what?" I ask with big eyes.
"Dying… you're heart is stopping." My dad says.
"Go back." He says to me.
"No." I say.
"If Jeanly, please, listen to me, as your father, I say that you need to get back."
"But…"
"No Jeanly…" He cuts in "I may be dead, but I'm still your father and I order you to back where you came from. Please? You're family needs you more right now."
Then I feel the trears again. The pain in my chest doesn't make it any better for me top breathe. It is getting harder to see through the tears and the fact that I'm loosing conscious again.
"Don't worry… You'll be a fine heroine… You'll do just fine… if you would only have faith in yourself, then you'll do just fiine…" He says to me.
Then everything turns black.
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Mary Jane and David both sit in the waiting room hoping, praying that Jeanne will survive. David stands up and walks up and down the room.
'Shit.' He curses loud and runs his fist into the wall. What causes a long string of curses and muttering.
'Auw.' He grabs his fist and holds it to himself.
Mary Jane stands up and walks toward her son. She examines the wound and then says: 'Well we're in a clinic anyway... let's get you fixed up all right?'
'Sorry mom.' He mutters.
Mary Jane looks as her oldest son walks away. She shakes her head and then sits down again. She rests her elbows on her legs and crosses her fingers and lowers her head.
'MJ.' She hears.
She looks up and sees Harry coming though the door. She stands up and runs for him. Mary Jane buries her head in his armpit and cries.
At that time David comes back and sees Harry. He clenches his hand to a fist and walks into the waiting room.
'David…' Harry greets him cold.
'Harry…' David says as he locks eyes with him.
Harry's eyes narrow and with a devilish grin he wraps his arms tighter around Mary Jane.
David looks in another way but Harry can see that he must concentrate really hard not to hit him out of here.
'He is still the boyfriend of my mother… I cannot beat him into the ground without getting mom furious…' He thinks.
'Mister Parker and Misses Parker…?' A voice comes from the door.
David and Mary Jane turn around and face a small nurse with dark brown hair and blue grey eyes.
'It is Jeanne Parker.'
'Is she okay? Tell me she is fine.' Mary Jane asks her as she loosens herself from Harry and gives full attention to the nurse.
'Is my sister alright?' David asks.
The nurse smiles and says: 'She is now out of life danger… She is strong. But she made a us worry for a while.'
'How do you mean?'
'Well…' The nurse begins. 'Her heart stopped once and it took us almost half an hour to get it beating again. But now, everything is fine and she is in recovery.'
'When can we see her?' David asks.
'Well, I don't know actually, I shall ask the doctor and then I will come back to you.' The nurse gets out to come back ten minutes later to get them and she bring them to the recovery. David the door for Harry and says: 'this is family only Harry, and as far as I know, you're no part of the family Parker. You'll never be a part of that family. Read my lips Harry… NEVER.' David walks inside and closes the door before him. Mary Jane sits down next to her daughter that lies in big hospital bed.
Harry grumbles. He turns and walks out of the clinic.