Via looked repulsed as Owen gleefully ate his lunch. Phil sighed as he absently gazed at Via.
This caught Via's attention, and she turned to Phil. Phil hastily looked at his hands, as her expression immediately became confused, and Phil furrowed his brow. "What's wrong?"
"There's a bloody ambulance here," Via replied, getting up from her seat. Phil followed, and Owen sat at the table, taking a few things from each tray, and piling onto his own.
Phil and Via rounded the corner, and Phil ran smack into her, as she stopped so suddenly. They watched as Keely was placed onto a stretcher, sitting up. "Keely," Via started, "what happened?"
Keely looked up, and they saw that her eyes were bloodshot. "Hurts," was all she managed to muster, as she clamped onto her leg.
As Keely's ambulance pulled away from the school, Phil and Via looked worriedly at each other. "She'll be okay," Phil reassured, wishing he believed his own words. "She'll be just fine."
"Hey guys," Owen said, coming up from behind them. "I thought I'd catch you two…" Owen extended his hands out, at a loss for words.
" 'Snogging'?" Via suggested.
"Uh… if that means making out, then yes," Owen replied. Via rolled her eyes.
"Keely just got taken to the hospital, Owen…" Phil said.
"Really? Why?"
"Dunno… only that she's in some pain, I guess."
"You guess?"
"Yeah," Via added. "Maybe it was the way her eyes were bloodshot, or how she was breathing so sharply, or how she was clutching her leg and muttering 'it hurts…'"
"Those were some obvious signs," Phil added.
"Well what could've caused that pain?" Owen asked.
Via disappeared into the next room, and reappeared, holding a rather large book. "This is a medical dictionary," she explained. "Look up all the diseases that have the symptom of 'pain'."
"But… there's gotta be a million possible causes!"
"Twenty-six letters, Owen. I suggest you start with 'A'…"
Owen rolled his eyes. "I get the point… we won't know until they find out… hey, what do you say that we drop by the hospital after school?"
"I don't know if she'd still be there… depending on what caused it, I mean… She might already be getting better."
"Well… we could call her house," Via began, "and if she's still not home, then we could see what's going on at the hospital."
"I'm alright with that," Phil said. "But… she's probably already getting better."
However, Keely's pain only seemed to be worse as she sat on the uncomfortable bed in the middle of Exam Room 1.
"Hello," a young female doctor said, entering the room, "I'm Doctor Kaila Robertson. You must be…" she flipped a page on her clipboard, and added, "Keely."
Keely nodded, moaning in pain.
Dr. Robertson looked over the stats on the page, and sat down. She was about to begin speaking, when Keely mustered, "Morphine…"
"Morphine?"
"I need morphine," she seethed between clenched teeth. "This hurts like a fu--"
Dr. Robertson cut her off. "Can you bend or straighten your leg at all?"
Keely rolled her eyes, and tried to straighten her leg out. She extended it a bit, but then the pain just became greater, and she screamed louder. The same effect came when she tried to bend the leg more. "Just kill me now!" Keely shouted.
Dr. Robertson picked up the phone, and dialed a number, said a few words, then hung up, saying to Keely, "We're going to get you down to Dr. Alexander. She's in diagnostics… she'll figure out what's happening with your leg."
And soon, a stretcher came, and Keely was carted off to a different floor.
"Hello, Keely," a young doctor said, entering the room. "I'm Doctor Sasha Alexander. We'll fi--"
"MORPHINE!" Keely shouted, slamming her fist on the hospital bed to which she was confined, as daggers attacked her leg.
"We ju--"
"You need to give me the morphine!" she shouted, looking at Dr. Alexander, who had a syringe in hand. Keely suspected that was exactly what she needed, and took the syringe and rammed it into her leg.
Seconds later, the pain already began to subside. Keely let out a sigh, as the doctor began to go over what they were going to do. But it didn't matter to Keely what they were going to do to her. The pain was gone, for now…That was all that mattered to her.
Well, all that mattered to her at that moment.
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