Broken Hallelujah
By:
iLoVeFrUiT
Chapter 4
A/N: Okay, so right now, it has been a week and Emma and Craig are still in Toronto. Sean is out of the hospital and his parents came to visit him. Jimmy has been getting sicker and sicker; he is going to go to a doctor's appointment and so far, things with Paige and Matt-not so good. So just informing a little bit, so here goes!
Disclaimer: I do not own Degrassi or any of the character sadly, I dare to dream, but before I keep rambling here goes the story! Or the song 'Dare You to Move' by Switchfoot.
"James Brooks?" A secretary shouted out. Jimmy was getting a check-up because of his bad cold and reoccurring chest pains. Jimmy had shook it off and said it was nothing, but Manny and forced him to come and at least get a doctor's opinion. Jimmy was already in mood, for so many innumerable reasons. First of all, Coach Frank benched him until he got better, Manny and he had to drive all the way across town to get the cheapest doctor, there was traffic on the way here, and the room was crowded and humid.
"Common Jimmy, let's go," Manny whispered to 'James', as she grabbed Jimmy's arm and led him toward the secretary's desk. The lady sitting at the desk, was somewhat fat, and wore that kind of clothes that you would get at a pregnancy store. She looked like she couldn't wait for the end of the day, when she could clock out.
"Doctor Watson will see you now," The secretary, known as Lucy stated. As she talked, you could see that she was chewing on gum. "In that room over there," she said as her hand pointed to a door, across the room.
"Okay thank you," Manny nodded her head appreciatively, and started across the room, to the room where Doctor Watson was already standing at the door, gazing at a clipboard. Doctor Watson was actually a woman; she had red hair and was not that tall, but not that short. As Manny and Jimmy came closer, Doctor Watson looked up and you could see the freckles on her cheeks. They were not big and red, but more small and light orange.
"Hi, I'm Bethany Watson. Nice to meet you Jimmy," She greeted; extending her hand out and Jimmy smiled and shook her hand. "And I'm assuming," She turned towards Manny and stretched her out her hand, "that you're the girlfriend?"
"Yeah, I'm Manny," she replied, shaking her hand. Ms. Watson seemed nice, and Jimmy really needed a doctor right now. Manny was worried about him! Chest pains, having head aches non-stop, colds, something more serious must be wrong; though Jimmy did just say it was the flu.
"Now, if we all just step in here," Doctor Watson opened the door, and stepped inside. "We can talk."
Jimmy and Manny followed the doctor inside the room and sat down on two chairs that were up against the wall. The room was a sufficient size. There was a one of those beds's that was always in a hospital, a counter, with jars that were full of Q-tips, plastic gloves, and many other doctor supplies.
"So I see here," Doctor Watson started looking at the clipboard again, "that you have had reoccurring chest pains?"
"Yes," Jimmy answered. He wasn't worried at all. It was probably just the flu. Manny had nothing to get so worked up about!
"Non-stop headaches?" Ms. Watson continued, now pacing around the room.
"Well," Jimmy shifted in his seat, "not all the time," he continued, nonchalantly.
He was lying! He couldn't lie! Then the diagnosis wouldn't be all that correct would it? Manny had to take a stand. "He's lying! You had them all the time for the past week!"
Jimmy glared at Manny and sighed. Doctor Watson raised her eyes and asked, "Is this true?" She looked at both of the 20 year olds.
"Yes…" Jimmy answered, now looking away from his girlfriend. Why did Manny have to always butt in on some stuff that wasn't even her business? Okay, so maybe it was her business-a little bit of it-but who cares? It was only the flu, nothing more serious.
"And you've been having a cold?" Doctor Watson finally said, sitting down on a chair that was across the room, putting down the clipboard and gazing looking straight at Jimmy.
"Yeah, but it's just a cold," answered the boy. When was this going to be done? This so called 'check-up'?
"Okay well, this is where the real doctor stuff comes in," Ms. Watson stated, putting on the plastic doctor gloves that you always saw doctors wearing almost anywhere. Doctor Watson stood up and opened the door, while saying, "Manny, I'm going to ask you to leave for a few minutes, alright?"
"Sure," Manny replied, stood up and then walked out of the room, only to hear the door slam behind her.
"Spike, I don't feel well. I'm going to go lay down," Snake exclaimed, tiredly. He turned and walked out of the living room, towards the stairs.
Back in the living room, Emma, and Spike were both looking hopefully at the door way, thinking that any second Snake would come back in, and pop back down between them, but no. No one came in through that door way. No one. They had all been watching a movie-including Craig-Jerry Maguire to be exact. Ms. Nelson sighed and sadly looked out the window-this far away look in her eyes-she looked like she wanted to cry.
"Oh well," Ms. Nelson clapped her hands together happily, as if the wave of sadness had just been a moment to moment thing. "I'm going to go and make some dinner, anything in particular you guys want?"
Poor mom. She was trying so hard, to sound all jolly and happy, like everything would just take care of itself. She was trying to be a good mom, making sure that everything was going to be alright. Holding all the pain she had inside. So far, Emma's mom had kept the horrible incident out of her mind, by cooking for the kids and cleaning. The day after Craig and Emma arrived in Toronto, Spike had been cleaning like crazy. Vacuuming, washing the dishes, dusting, mopping the floors, sweeping, you name it! In some way, Emma shared the pain her mom was dealing with. "Um no thanks mom."
"Oh...How about you Craig?"
"Um, no, thank you anyway though," Craig replied, getting up from the couch and starting down towards Emma's room where he was sleeping.
"Oh…" Ms. Nelson gave her fake smile and simply murmured, "Okay," and walked into the kitchen.
Emma could already tell that her mother wanted to cry right then and there. She wanted to at least be able to do something for somebody. Emma shook her head lightly and followed Craig into her room. The whole week they had been here, Craig had been a real help. One problem was that, Emma felt different around Craig. She felt a way she thought she shouldn't feel around a guy. Sometimes she just felt like kissing him, but she had to remember Emma had Sean back in New York, and he was just recovering from his accident. She felt like she could be herself around Craig. Don't get her wrong, she could be herself around Sean, but there was a part of her that only Craig brought out. As Emma walked down the familiar stairs that she had walked down so many times, she thought about the last time she had walked down these stairs. It had been graduation night and Emma's parents were out. Sean had sneaked in through the window and for 20 minutes they talked about how they felt and for the first time, they made love. Emma smiled to herself and thought about how wonderful it had been, and as she stepped down on to the floor and gazed at Craig, she wondered how it would have felt if her first time had been with Craig-Wait! Why am I thinking about this? Emma get a hold of yourself! Sean is back in New York! He loves you and you love him! Stop thinking about Craig!
"Hey," Craig greeted, sitting on a bean bag chair that was florescent green. Craig moved around on the bean bag and made a space for Emma to sit down next to him. He had everything planned out; he needed to talk to Emma. Something was going on between them.
"Hi," replied the girl, plopping herself down next to him. "Sorry about my mom, she's kind of in the denial period right now."
"She'll be okay, how about you? Are you okay?" The boy asked, looking at Emma, with a jokingly worried look on his face.
"I'm fine I guess…" Emma answered, looking away, at her bed. She sighed, so many memories…
"Listen," Craig shifted in his space on the bean bag. "I wanted to talk to you about something," he continued, staring straight into Emma's eyes, looking very serious.
"Oh, don't look so calm," Emma said sarcastically and waited for a laugh, but only a little chuckle came from him. "Okay, so what about?"
"Um, Em, I don't know how to say this but," Craig shifted nervously in his seat. "There's something going on between us."
Oh great, he was catching on. "What?"
"I don't know what's going on with you and Sean, but something's up with us. We're not just friends." The boy that Emma had known for so long replied.
"What'dya mean?" Emma could already tell it was coming. The kiss, it was coming, but for some reason, Emma didn't pull back.
"I mean," Craig leaned in so, that Emma could feel his slow steady breath on her. "This," and he put his hand behind her neck and kissed her, but again for some reason, Emma didn't pull back! Instead she deepened the kiss, falling back on to the soft squishy bean bag, as Craig fell on top of her, still kissing her.
"Stop it Matt! I'm sorry okay? I didn't mean to! Stop it!" Paige shouted hot tears streaming down her face as Matt came closer. "It was an honest mistake! Stop! Please!"
It had been over an hour since Manny and Jimmy had arrived at the hospital. Jimmy had been tested and now they were about to get their results. Manny was breathing in deep every few seconds and squeezing the hell out of Jimmy's arm. Jimmy was just sitting there, staring down at his feet. The doctor said it could be something serious.
Welcome to the Planet…
Doctor Watson entered the room and sighed sadly and gazed at Jimmy, looking very melancholy. "Jimmy, this is more serious than I thought."
Welcome to existence…
Everyone's here…everyone's here…
"Doctor Watson, is everything okay?" Jimmy asked, now getting a bit worried. She looked a bit frightened and his arm was now going numb, from Manny squeezing it so much.
"Is he going to be okay?" The girlfriend asked worriedly. What was wrong with Jimmy? What did she mean by 'more serious'? What was going on?
Everybody's watching you now…
Everybody's waits for you now…
"Jimmy, we took the tests and," Doctor Watson took a breath and gazed sadly at Jimmy. She didn't want to be the one to do this, but she had to. "You're in the early stages of HIV. You tested positive for HIV/AIDS."
What happens next?
What happens next?
Okay, so INTENSE huh? Do you guys like?
