Disclaimer: The only thing related to the OC that I own is a box-set of DVDs.
A/N: This really just came into my head while doing my summer reading so here I am giving you a new, Kirsten-centric (of course), fic.
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Sandy was half-asleep when the nurse called to him from the window. Julie reached over and smacked his stomach so he would wake up. He jerked up causing Seth's head to fall and hit the armrest.
I am such a sucker,
and I'm always the last to know.
My insides are copper,
I'd kill to make them gold.
"What?" Sandy asked, looking around confused.
"The nurse was calling you," Julie gave him a look that basically said 'duh'. Marissa looked at her mom and rolled her eyes. She could hardly believe that her mom could still be a witch through all of this.
Sandy suddenly stood up and realized that if the nurse was calling, he had to go to her. He walked up to the nurse's station with a sleepy Seth in tow.
"Hello again Mr. Cohen," the nurse that he had hated said, "The doctor wants to talk to you in your son's room. It's room 108." He nodded and almost started running. Seth caught his hand first as they walked rapidly towards room 108. The sight in the room wasn't as bad as Sandy expected. Ryan was sitting up and reading a magazine. His legs were covered with blankets.
"Hey man!" Seth tried to hide his enthusiasm but it was impossible. Ryan looked up and grinned.
"Hey kid, how ya doin'?" Sandy asked, walking over and pulling a chair up to the bed.
"Hey guys," Ryan smiled, "How are…" Suddenly his face dropped and he looked towards the door.
"What's wrong?" Seth asked worriedly, hoping nothing was happening to Ryan.
"Where's Kirsten?" he slowly and cautiously asked as Seth and Sandy looked at each other with timid faces.
Conversation got me here:
Another night alone in the city,
So make my bed the grave
and shovel dirt onto my sheets.
"She got hit too," Sandy explained, gripping Ryan's hand, "We haven't heard from her doctor yet." Ryan looked down at his magazine and then focused his attention to the IV in his hand. He was worried.
"Where did…she get hit?" he asked, hoping that they felt comfortable talking about it.
"Umm…in the hip-pelvis area and one right above or near her heart," Sandy looked at the kid whose glare had changed and gave him an icy stare.
"What about the rest of the gang? The girls?" he looked at Seth who had his eyes focused on his chucks.
"Summer was hit in the shoulder but we haven't heard about her, Marissa is out in the waiting room with her mom," Seth finally looked up into Ryan's eyes, which seemed lost.
"Could I see Marissa?'' he asked hopefully, changing his glare to a puppy dog stare.
"Sure kid, Seth will you go get Marissa?" Sandy didn't ask, he commanded. He watched as Seth walked out of the room and focused back onto Ryan. As Seth left he dared ask the question he had been wondering, "How's you leg?"
Ryan shrugged, "It hurts, but it was only a flesh wound. Nothing some stitches, gauze, and surgical tape can't fix." Ryan didn't even realize that he was shaking. Since that first day that he walked into the Cohen house and was greeted by an antsy Kirsten, their relationship had bloomed. He was also worried about Summer. She was one of his best friends, but a shoulder wound sounded better than all the pain that Kirsten would go through.
"Come back here bitch," Gavin, Dawn's boyfriend called to her as she hurried out the front door. Ryan was just coming back from a day in his 5th grade class at West Chino Elementary and he was excited to show her the A he had gotten on his test. He watched as his mom stormed by him.
He walked into the house and noticed broken glass all over the floor. There was also spilled vodka. The couch was turned over and the lamp was sideways. Ryan attempted to pull the couch back into place and upturned the lamp. He then preceded to follow his mom and Gavin.
He saw Trey coming in the door was ignored him, worried about his mom. These were the days before his mom's drinking problems came into full bloom. This was also about a month after his dad had been arrested.
Ryan looked down the sidewalk left and right but he heard the gunshot from his house. He ran in the direction of the shot and found his mom on the ground.
Three weeks later his mom was resting on the couch with a bottle of whiskey. Things were never the same anymore. He was always waiting on his mom and being scolded for everything. His mom even took swings at him a couple of times. More than once he had felt the pain of a beer bottle being thrown in his face.
"Something bothering you kid?" Sandy asked, putting a hand on his shoulder.
"I was just thinking of when my mom's problems came into full bloom," Ryan sighed, "It had to do with a gunshot that almost ended her life." Sandy looked over at the kid and squeezed his shoulder. He knew that Ryan was praying that this didn't happen to Kirsten.
Every friend we ever had in common;
I will sever the tie with you.
You can thank your lucky stars
that everything I wish for
will never come true.
When you go I will forget everything about you.
"Kid, I know what you're thinking, but Kirsten has a wonderful family and I'm sure she'll be OK," it sounded more like he was trying to convince himself.
They heard a knock from the door and both turned. Marissa was standing in the doorway. She looked beautiful since she was still in her attire from the party.
"Hey," Ryan smiled at her, patting down the side of his bed for her, "Where's Seth?"
"He went to go see Summer," she smiled back. Tears started rushing to her eyes. She was so happy to see Ryan sitting up and talking to her. She was worried that he would be gone.
"How is Summer?" Sandy asked her with concern on his face.
"She'll be OK eventually," Marissa shrugged, "she's really cranky."
"I think I'll go see her, what room is she in?" Sandy asked, hugging Ryan.
"125," Marissa responded, "She said she would love all the company she could get." Marissa put her arms around Ryan's neck and buried her head in his chest. She couldn't smell his normal scent, just the smell of hospital, or cleanliness.
"I'm sorry about everything," she told him, whispering in his ear, "I love you."
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Seth walked into Summer's room and saw his girlfriend lying on her stomach. She was reading a book on her pillow and didn't look up when he walked in the room.
"Hey," he waved from his spot at the door. Her head popped up and her eyes lit up.
"Hey yourself," she smiled, "Come sit down." He walked over and tried to wipe the tears from his eyes. He grinned and leaned in to kiss her.
"Ryan sends his regards, I think," Seth grinned again. She gave him an odd look.
"Where is Ryan?" she asked, her face drooping, "Is he OK?"
"He'll be fine," Seth explained, "he got shot in the leg, but luckily it was just a flesh wound."
"What about your parents? Are they with Ryan?" she demanded, wishing she could sit up. At the moment moving was pretty much out of the question.
"My dad is fine," he slowed down, "my mom…isn't." Summer's mouth opened but no words came out.
"What happened to her?" Summer wiggled around and pulled the IV stand closer to her.
"Umm…she got a bullet right above the heart and in the hip-pelvis area," he looked at his chucks and pulled his knees up to his chest. Sighing, he buried his head in between his knees.
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As Sandy walked out of Ryan's room, a middle-aged doctor stopped him.
"Hi, I'm Doctor Lee, I'm taking care of your wife," Sandy stopped in his tracks and looked at the doctor; he could see Ryan straining to hear what the doctor had to say.
"How is she?" he asked anxiously, putting his hand on the wall.
"She crashed three times on the way over here but we were able to revive her, she is stable now and just out of surgery, she's resting in her room. I've gotta warn you, she has a long road ahead of her but my guess is that she'll end up making a full recovery," the doctor let the information sink in before he continued, "The bullet was dangerously close to her heart and it caused her heartbeat to go berserk. She had some internal bleeding and her hip bone is cracked from the force of the bullet."
Sandy looked at the doctor with wide eyes, "Wow." He didn't know what to do so he asked, "Can I see her?"
I've seen shinking ships go down with more grace than you.
Turn this up, I'll tune you out.
Another night alone in the city.
You fake it like you matter,
thats a lie we can both keep.
"I suppose," he shrugged, "She's pretty drugged up and I doubt she's awake." Sandy grinned and headed off towards Summer's room. He yelled back, "What room is she in?"
The doctor chuckled and yelled back, "ICU, 110."
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A/N: There ya go. Chapter 2.