Title- Just Can't Believe It
Chapter Title- Nate
Disclaimer- I do not own The Outsiders
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XAmberX- I have two other chapters after this. It alternates from Nate to Jessica. The next one is Jessi and the last one is Nate. I hope you enjoy this.
Note- Ah, the faeries are after me again. The have me posting like there is no tomorrow. I just need to find a floppy for my other story. It's due out by the end of this week.
It was a nice dream.
I hoped it was about you.
I can't remember it.
And how things were... before boys.
I can feel it was nice.
I woke up on the couch. I had spent the past few nights on the couch. I couldn't sleep in our room. My sister ran away and was hit by a car. I hated the feeling she left in that room. I wanted her back home so bad. I loved her. Instead she was in a hospital, barely alive.
When I fell asleep last night, my mom was on the couch. She wasn't there now. I got up and walked into the kitchen. I noticed a note.
Went to the hospital, Ronnie's having nightmare, be back later.
Jessica
There was a lump in my throat. Ronnie never had night mares. She couldn't. She was my sister, my hero. I loved her and she comforted me. I wanted to be at the hospital. If Ronnie was having nightmares, I wanted to be there. It was time to return the favor. She had spent fifteen years comforting me; I needed to do the same. Carefully, I went to see if dad was still asleep. He was, I wondered why the alarm clock didn't go off. The time was all messed up. Did the power go off last night?
Went to hospital with mom and Ronnie.
Nate
I scribbled underneath mom's hand writing. I slipped on my shoes and went outside. The ground was still wet from the storm we must've had last night. I ran my hand through my hair, smoothing it down. I walked to the hospital, making sure to stay on the sidewalks. There wasn't anybody around to call the hospital for me if some jack ass came and hit me, than ran off.
I walked into the hospital and was led into the waiting room. I saw mom sitting up. She was sleeping with a blanket wrapped tightly around her.
I could tell she had been crying.
Please, be okay, please...
There was a pit in my stomach.
You need to be okay; you're supposed to protect me.
Why wasn't mom in Ronnie's room? I shook her, she moved slightly.
"Mom," I whispered. She stared at me. I gave her a hug and she began to cry again. I started to get a bad feeling. I cried too, even though I didn't know why.
"Nate," she said in between sobs. "Ronnie, Ronnie died," she wailed. Suddenly I felt like I was hit by a truck and pressed into the ground. I couldn't move or talk. It hurt to breath.
My sister died?
No, you're just asleep.
What did she ever do?
You always took care of me.
She tried to be a good girl, I know she did. She made a few mistakes, but she tried. I loved her more than anything in the world. She died? I started to cry after the shock wore off. I held onto my mom like I was three and I couldn't control myself.
Nate's point of view made me cry. I think I have over productive tear ducts are really vivid emotions. Yes, I made six hundred! I'll try harder next time. The next chapter has to do with the funeral. I hope you enjoy.