The next day, Rachael and Jimmy went out for some ice cream. Jimmy wanted to tell Rachael that he loved her so badly, but he didn't have the guts to. They sat down at a booth and Jimmy stared into her beautiful eyes. She was looking down at the table.
They were both silent so jimmy started to talk.
"So..."
She looked up. She looked sort of sad.
"..Is anything wrong?"
"Nothing," she said. She put on a fake smile.

Rachael wondered why jimmy couldn't figure out that she loved him so much. She wanted him to know but she didn't know how to tell him and what to say. They were both sitting there quietly with nothing to say to each other.
"Jimmy..."
"Yeah…"
"I want to-"
"Rachael do you see that!"
"..?"
"That poster! That Sherlock Holmes poster! Wow! They're making another movie about him."
"Oh..."
"Yeah. The movie is about a boy that is a detective and Sherlock Holmes is his secret trainer, training him to become a master detective. It must be good because the boy doesn't no that Sherlock Holmes is his trainer. Boy would I like to have-"
"Jimmy cant you shut up about Sherlock Holmes for once!"
"...What..?"
"All you ever talk about is your detective things. I know you love it and stuff, but I think there are more important things in your life rather than solving cases."
Jimmy was surprised at what she was saying.
"Geeze Jimmy. I wanted to talk to you about something important! You take me to this fancy ice cream parlor in the middle of I have no clue where, and all you do is sit around and talk about Sherlock Holmes!"
"Well I'm sorry Rachael but he happens to be my favorite character"
"He's fictional!"
"But to me he's real! You'll just have to accept that if you're really my friend!"
"Then I guess we're not! Take me home jimmy!"
They walked out of the parlor, both of them so angry. Jimmy called for a cab and when the cab came they got into the car without saying a word. Jimmy looked out the window and watched the soft snow fall to the ground. Why couldn't he tell Rachael he loved her? Why..? Jimmy saw a car with its headlights turned toward the cab. Why are his headlights….Jimmy heard a crash and felt the whole car flip and felt a terrible jolt. "Rachael!" He yelled her name and then fell into a state of unconsciousness.

When Jimmy awoke everything seemed to be a blur. He was in a dark room and was all alone. He felt horrible, like he was going to die. Suddenly his thought went toward Rachael. "Rachael!" He yelled into the darkness. He couldn't move. Suddenly the door opened and a stream of light flowed into the room. A nurse must have heard him because she was very alarmed he was awake and told the doctor. When the doctor came in Jimmy asked him what had happened to him and why he felt so bad.

"You and your friend were in a severe car accident. The driver was a taxi driver that works for the Yellow Cab Co. and he was injured badly. We were notified that the car that hit the taxi belong to a 17 year old by the name of Cameron Kane."

"..Before we crashed...I remember...the headlights..." Jimmy struggled for the words. "..The headlights were...facing us...he was on the wrong side of the road..."

"Yes, Jimmy. He was drunk." DRUNK...Jimmy thought about that word. Because of that boy's stupid mistake he and Rachael ended up in the hospital. Rachael! He forgot to ask about her.

"Rachael...how...how is she...is she okay..?"

"Jimmy you need your rest."

"..I...want to see her..."

"You may not feel your legs for a couple of days because your legs were severely injured in the car crash."

"..But Rachael..."

"Jimmy you need to get your mind off her for now. We'll talk about this tomorrow morning." He injected something into Jimmy's IV.

"Doc...Tell her...I...lo..." Jimmy drifted off into a dreamless sleep. The next morning, Jimmy awoke with a sudden shock. He heard breakfast trays rattle in the hospital hallway. He didn't feel as bad as he did the night before but he still had a bad feeling in his stomach. The doctor was right. Jimmy couldn't feel his legs one bit. When the nurse arrived in his room with his breakfast tray he anxiously asked her about Rachael.

"Do you know what happened to Rachael Moore? She was also a victim in the same car accident as I was."

"Rachael Moore..." the nurse was in deep thought for a second. "Ahh! Rachael Moore! The 17 year old. Very pretty right?"

"Umm...yeah..." Jimmy blushed a little.

"She's...oh my..." the nurse's expression suddenly changed from happy to serious.

"What happened?"

"She's..."

"What happened!" Jimmy demanded.

"She's not doing so well..."

"Is...Is she going to...die?"

"I'm afraid I don't know...I'm sorry" "But what happened to her!"

"I'm sorry...but...but she's in a coma." The nurse left the room and again Jimmy was alone. He felt so empty inside. "Coma" he whispered to himself. He stared at the wall and then at the breakfast tray. He had no appetite. He wished he was with Rachael. "Why God? Why couldn't have been me? Why her!" With that tears slowly went down his face. "Why..."

to be continued