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Jake looked incredibly stunned. He scared me really. Jake was my cousin, but we never really hung out. He had that stupid friend Marco who annoyed the crap out of me. Marco kept insisting that we were soul mates and that we should go out. I hated that.
Still... I was there when Jake got hit by the car. We were walking home from the mall, Cassie, me, Tobias, Marco and Jake. We were taking a short cut through the construction site across from the mall and when we were crossing the street, a car rounded the bend. The driver was drunk and he was going to fast, but the time he saw us, it was too late.
Seconds later, Jake was sprawled out on the pavement bleeding everywhere. I scooped him up in my arms while applying pressure on a huge gash on his head. Cassie was in tears, scared to death at the scene before her. I didn't blame her really, she liked Jake, she liked liked Jake. Seeing him banged up like that could shake a person up awful. Marco was yelling at the driver, trying to cover up the fact that he was horrified and scared shitless. Tobias was hiding in the background, looking shocked. I called him closer and told him he had to grab the vein in Jake's neck, it was bleeding out of control. Tobias looked repulsed but did it anyway, I guess it occurred to him that Marco and Cassie weren't in a state to hold that vital blood vessel shut.
As he reached for it, his fingers brushed mine. I could see a blush rising up into his cheeks as he looked at me. I tried to ignore what had just happened. My cousin was near death, this was no time to flirt.
It seemed like hours before the ambulance that the driver had called showed up. Jake was shoved into the big loud truck and rushed to the hospital. Police were all around, questioning the driver and Marco (who had finally stopped yelling after a very much annoyed police officer threatened fines). One was consoling Cassie, whispering words to try to comfort her. I had just switched my gaze to the bloodstained street when the Sheiff walked up to Tobias and I. Yes the Sheriff. In spite of the situation, I felt important.
"You kids did the right thing. Quick thinking. You probably saved his life."
"What's going to happen to him?" I had asked, jabbing my head towards the idiot that had ran over my cousin.
"We're going to arrest him." He said simply.
I nodded. "And then what? Thirty years? How many?"
The Sheriff laughed. "Probably not, probation maybe? Depends on if the kid dies or not."
I swelled. First of all, this guy should rot in prison for screwing my cousin. Second of all, I did not like how he was throwing Jake around like that.
"He's Jake." I said through gritted teeth.
The sheriff looked confused. "What?"
I suppose I looked about ready to jump the sheriff because Tobias grabbed me by the waist and began to drag me to the curb.
"His name, she means." He said over his shoulder. "It's Jake."
The Sheriff shoke his head and went off to look at the tire tracks.
I plopped reluctantly down onto the curb. Tobias sat down in besides me, wiping his hands on his pants and then putting his face onto his knees. I could hear crying from next to me. I've never seen a guy cry. Well... except for Marco when I kicked him for trying to grab my ass in the er... well let's just say it hurt.
Therefore, I didn't know what to do. I couldn't cry as much as I wanted to. The memories replayed in my mind as I heard the crash, the breaking of his bones and the impact throw his body...
I choked. It was too much. I had too many emotions. But I didn't cry.
Tobias reached for my hand and I took it. I rolled my body next to him, throwing my head onto his shoulder. And that's how my mom found us.
I don't know why I came to the hospital. I guess it was because I wanted to make sure that Jake was alright. I wanted to be sure.
So I went with Tom and my aunt and uncle to visit the scared cousin. I walked unsurely into his hospital room and sat on his bed, being the first to say something to him. And he had looked at me like he was seeing a ghost. I wasn't scared at first, not until he asked to be alone with me. Then I was terrified. So I occupied myself with something to do, reaching for the water while he continued to question me about this war. A war which had never existed.
Scared, I walked out stunned into the hallway. I found Jake's family surrounded around his doctor and a new person.
"Rachel, this is Dr. Marvin. He would like to know what exactly Jake was talking to you about." Dr. Levens told me.
I disliked Dr. Marvin. I had decided that. He wasn't delicate enough. Jake had just been plowed down by a car. One must be delicate when handling this situation.
I wrinkled my nose to show my distaste for him and he merely smiled a big doctor smile.
"Go on." My aunt pressed. I gave her a glare and sighed. I couldn't win this one.
"Something about the war. And that's it. He wanted to know if we won it."
Dr. Marvin nodded and wrote down a few notes onto his notepad.
"Mr. and Mrs. Berenson, I think I know what's happened. When the brain goes into a passive state of mind it can sometimes come up with images, a distorted reality if you will a variation of your regular brain's dream. When the person that has been in the coma wakes up, he tends to believe that this distorted reality is still real. I believe that in your patient's case, this is what has happened."
A short, well delivered speech. God I hated him.
"Why don't we go into Jake's room, shall we?" Dr. Marvin suggested and we all piled into Jake's room.
I, for one, was ready to hear about this war.
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Jake looked incredibly stunned. He scared me really. Jake was my cousin, but we never really hung out. He had that stupid friend Marco who annoyed the crap out of me. Marco kept insisting that we were soul mates and that we should go out. I hated that.
Still... I was there when Jake got hit by the car. We were walking home from the mall, Cassie, me, Tobias, Marco and Jake. We were taking a short cut through the construction site across from the mall and when we were crossing the street, a car rounded the bend. The driver was drunk and he was going to fast, but the time he saw us, it was too late.
Seconds later, Jake was sprawled out on the pavement bleeding everywhere. I scooped him up in my arms while applying pressure on a huge gash on his head. Cassie was in tears, scared to death at the scene before her. I didn't blame her really, she liked Jake, she liked liked Jake. Seeing him banged up like that could shake a person up awful. Marco was yelling at the driver, trying to cover up the fact that he was horrified and scared shitless. Tobias was hiding in the background, looking shocked. I called him closer and told him he had to grab the vein in Jake's neck, it was bleeding out of control. Tobias looked repulsed but did it anyway, I guess it occurred to him that Marco and Cassie weren't in a state to hold that vital blood vessel shut.
As he reached for it, his fingers brushed mine. I could see a blush rising up into his cheeks as he looked at me. I tried to ignore what had just happened. My cousin was near death, this was no time to flirt.
It seemed like hours before the ambulance that the driver had called showed up. Jake was shoved into the big loud truck and rushed to the hospital. Police were all around, questioning the driver and Marco (who had finally stopped yelling after a very much annoyed police officer threatened fines). One was consoling Cassie, whispering words to try to comfort her. I had just switched my gaze to the bloodstained street when the Sheiff walked up to Tobias and I. Yes the Sheriff. In spite of the situation, I felt important.
"You kids did the right thing. Quick thinking. You probably saved his life."
"What's going to happen to him?" I had asked, jabbing my head towards the idiot that had ran over my cousin.
"We're going to arrest him." He said simply.
I nodded. "And then what? Thirty years? How many?"
The Sheriff laughed. "Probably not, probation maybe? Depends on if the kid dies or not."
I swelled. First of all, this guy should rot in prison for screwing my cousin. Second of all, I did not like how he was throwing Jake around like that.
"He's Jake." I said through gritted teeth.
The sheriff looked confused. "What?"
I suppose I looked about ready to jump the sheriff because Tobias grabbed me by the waist and began to drag me to the curb.
"His name, she means." He said over his shoulder. "It's Jake."
The Sheriff shoke his head and went off to look at the tire tracks.
I plopped reluctantly down onto the curb. Tobias sat down in besides me, wiping his hands on his pants and then putting his face onto his knees. I could hear crying from next to me. I've never seen a guy cry. Well... except for Marco when I kicked him for trying to grab my ass in the er... well let's just say it hurt.
Therefore, I didn't know what to do. I couldn't cry as much as I wanted to. The memories replayed in my mind as I heard the crash, the breaking of his bones and the impact throw his body...
I choked. It was too much. I had too many emotions. But I didn't cry.
Tobias reached for my hand and I took it. I rolled my body next to him, throwing my head onto his shoulder. And that's how my mom found us.
I don't know why I came to the hospital. I guess it was because I wanted to make sure that Jake was alright. I wanted to be sure.
So I went with Tom and my aunt and uncle to visit the scared cousin. I walked unsurely into his hospital room and sat on his bed, being the first to say something to him. And he had looked at me like he was seeing a ghost. I wasn't scared at first, not until he asked to be alone with me. Then I was terrified. So I occupied myself with something to do, reaching for the water while he continued to question me about this war. A war which had never existed.
Scared, I walked out stunned into the hallway. I found Jake's family surrounded around his doctor and a new person.
"Rachel, this is Dr. Marvin. He would like to know what exactly Jake was talking to you about." Dr. Levens told me.
I disliked Dr. Marvin. I had decided that. He wasn't delicate enough. Jake had just been plowed down by a car. One must be delicate when handling this situation.
I wrinkled my nose to show my distaste for him and he merely smiled a big doctor smile.
"Go on." My aunt pressed. I gave her a glare and sighed. I couldn't win this one.
"Something about the war. And that's it. He wanted to know if we won it."
Dr. Marvin nodded and wrote down a few notes onto his notepad.
"Mr. and Mrs. Berenson, I think I know what's happened. When the brain goes into a passive state of mind it can sometimes come up with images, a distorted reality if you will a variation of your regular brain's dream. When the person that has been in the coma wakes up, he tends to believe that this distorted reality is still real. I believe that in your patient's case, this is what has happened."
A short, well delivered speech. God I hated him.
"Why don't we go into Jake's room, shall we?" Dr. Marvin suggested and we all piled into Jake's room.
I, for one, was ready to hear about this war.
~*X~*X~*X~*X
And to my reviewers!
Myst: The idea occurred to you? Poop. I thought it was original? Oh well, thanks for bowing. *throws a pillow* For your weak knees! Dark Ice Dragon: You're right, it should've ended with a . *shrugs* I thought I had fixed that but you know FF.N.. Aelle Queen of Insanity: I fully intend to darling, thanks. Freak Apple: I. Get. A. Review. From. You? Wow. Pepsi Angel: Oh Snazz, I simply adore you. FacelessName: Nawh, I intend on continuing. But thanks for the offer, I'm honored. *nods seriously*