Ch. 10 Taking A Chance On Life

Rating: PG

"Ma, I'm bored." Marco whined to his mother who was stocking shelves. Rosina had decided, to the incessant protest of Marco, to take him to work with her.

"Watch TV." He hadn't stopped complaining since they walked through the front door.

"But-"

"Yah!" Rosina held a hand up to stop Marco. "Now!"

"Yes Ma'am." Marco slouched onto the couch and flipped the news on.

A blonde woman appeared on the screen. "And we now take you to the intersection of 23rd Street and 34th were there has just been a major automobile collision."

"Thank you Trish." Then, a huge wreckage scene appeared. Wow, Marco thought. That one car looks a lot like Dylan's. Dylan… Marco became depressed again. "Here we have several eye witnesses that say the young man driving the car, a Dylan Michaelchuk, lost control…"

Everything around Marco faded out of sight and sound. "Oh my God…" Marco's voice was so quiet that it was barely audible.

Realizing that the crash was only a few blocks away, Marco took off from the store. His legs pumped harder and faster than they ever had before. Within minutes, he was at the site. Dylan was being rushed into an ambulance.

So much blood… Dylan's blood… And with that, Marco collapsed onto the ground.

"Marco? Are you awake?"

Marco groaned as he slowly woke up. He woke up to (Surprise, he thought.) find he was in a hospital room.

"Dylan!" Marco tried to jump out of his bed to find the boy. His parents restrained him from doing so. "Let me go!" He tried to wiggle from their grips. "I gotta find Dylan!"

"No Marco," Rosina explained, "you can't. He's in surgery. He was hurt bad."

Marco just stared at her, trying to take everything in. Quickly, tears formed in his eyes. "It's all my fault…"

"No my son." Mr. Del Rossi put a hand on his shoulder. "It's not."

"Is he going to be okay?" Marco looked up hopefully.

"They don't know until the surgery's done."

Marco fell into his parent's arms as he relived the past three days.

As Marco was leaving the building, he saw Paige and her mother in the waiting room. While his parents signed his release forms, he went over to talk to them.

"Paige?" Marco's voice was shaking.

"What?!" Paige snapped at him.

"Is he going to be okay?" Tears started flooding his eyes.

Paige started crying as well. She threw herself into Marco's arms. She slowly shook her head. "They said there's only a 60 chance of him living and a 5 chance of him ever walking again if he does live!" Sobs racked the petite girl's body.

Marco just hugged her, still in shook of what he just heard.

"It's gonna be okay Paige," he said, his voice coming back. "Dyl's a fighter. He'll make it." Though he barely believed it himself, Paige seemed to. She calmed down a bit.

Marco and his parents decided they'd stay until Dylan was out of surgery. Exhausted, the five feel asleep in huddled masses in the waiting room.
I know I haven't updated in a while, but I have a reason. I've been writing! To make it up to you, here are five (yes five!) new chapters!

Will Dylan ever walk again? How will he respond to Marco? Coming right up…