Chapter 8: The Fretful fight
Excerpt from the memory of Violet Baudilaire
I stood there, still, silent just staring at the tall figure come out of the gaping hole in the parlor. "It sure is nice to see you again. Violet, darling, I hope I didn't frighten you that much the other night. You see, I was just going to show you your brother, but in my… state, shall we say I didn't say what I meant." I felt my face burn, 'He knew exactly what he was saying, that good for nothing b-' my thought was cut of by Sunny's screaming. The hook-handed man was picking her up from her collar, so her feet dangling. "Help!" she screamed Klaus started to run towards us but Olaf caught him before he got to us. Quigley then began trying to pry Sunny lose of the hook-handed man's hook. Klaus was now trying to escape Count Olaf's grasp and I was watching all this happen, 'Why am I just standing here?' It was kind of a stupid question. I just stood there, it felt like I had a large metal case around me that was so heavy I couldn't move, maybe it was the shock of all the things that was, and still is happening. I thought about all the events until the two white faced women came up behind me and grabbed both my arms and pulled them far behind me. Klaus was finally able to break free from Count Olaf and knock him out, but he had a deep gash in his arm and was bleeding profusely. He ran over to the hook-handed man and tried to help Quigley while I struggled to get out of the white-faced women's grasp.
When I was finally able to free myself my arms were numb and had Klaus passed-out on the floor and Quigley had managed to knock out the hook-handed man. Quigley handed me Sunny and went over to Klaus to make sure he wasn't dead. "Is he okay?" I asked, I couldn't stand the thought of losing my brother. Sunny was crying but wasn't hurt. Quigley nodded and Carried Klaus out of the room. We grabbed what we could from our rooms and ran down the street to the Hospital, hoping Klaus would survive. Quigley had taken his sweater of and wrapped it around Klaus' arm to try and stop the bleeding, a little bit.
When we finally reached the Hospital Klaus went strait to the E.R.. Sunny was pacing the hallway, obviously worried about Klaus, as were all of us. I was shaking in Quigley's arms scared of what was going to happen. He tried to calm me down but, it wasn't working.
The nurse came out of the room and told us everything would be fine. I calmed down, and Sunny stopped pacing. She sat on the chair next to me. Quigley put his arm around me, "See, I told you everything would be ok." He smiled a comforting smile and kissed me. Sunny cleared her throat. "Sorry." I apologized, she shook her head. "Klaus?" She asked strictly. Klaus meant something along the lines of "What would Klaus say if he saw you two?" I laughed and shook my head, 'What would Klaus say?' I thought about what my parents would say, what my dad would do, 'He would probably ground me… or kill Quigley… or maybe both.' I laughed at the thought.
We stayed at the hospital all night, and talked about whatever came to mind. Sunny fell asleep after eleven and I soon followed.
When I woke up Quigley was already awake. "Did you sleep at all last night?" I asked him rubbing my eyes, so everything wouldn't look so blurry. "Yes I did, I slept for about three hours." He said in a matter-of-fact tone. "Ok, just wondering." I looked at the clock, 'Wow, eight thirty already. I wonder if Klaus is awake?' Quigley, as if almost reading my thoughts, said, "Oh, Klaus is up, if you want to talk to him. He's still a little woozy but the Doctor says he'll be fine."
I got up from where I was and walked into Klaus' room. "G'morning. How did you sleep?" he asked me as soon as I sat down on the chair next to his bed. "Fine, but the chairs weren't that comfy. What about you?" He looked out the window and then back at me. "Fine. Except for when I woke up, my arm hurt really bad, and I can't figure out why." He joked, even Sunny, who had just walked in the room, was laughing. We all sat in Klaus' room and talked about what to do next. "Maybe we should talk to Mr. Poe?" Quigley suggested, "No, he's never very much help. He'd probably just give us another guardian." Klaus laughed, "Yeah, if he could find one. I think it would be best just to lie low and stay here as long as we can. Then we'll go down to Dark Ave and see if Jerome will house us until we can find a better place. It's the best solution." He shrugged his shoulders and looked at each one of us, we all nodded our heads. It seemed to be the best solution for right now, I couldn't think of anything better, I'm guessing, from Quigley's silence, neither could he.
A/N: So short but not that short, anyway next one from Quigley's POV so it'll be longer.
