AN: YAY! Another one. Still clifhanger-y and the mortal peril hasn't left yet. So sad...poor Fredy. This is one of those rare moments where I know what is going to happen in the next chapter. (and by rare I mean it's probably happened 3 times out of all my stories. Usually I just start writting and then I'm not in controll anymore) So enjoy:D
"You'll tell us if..." Sara's voice faltered. She looked at Cassy.
"If anything changes," Cassy said solemnly. The ambulance had taken Fredy away. Sara, Archie, Greg and Nick would all go home. Warrick and Catherine were going to try to visit the hospital, along with Cassy, as they were the ones that knew him best. Cassy called Ty now to tell him what had happened.
Archie was still clutching his stomach. The fours kids made their way to the bus stop.
Catherine eyes were already red and puffy from trying not to cry. Warrick noticed that she was shaking uncontrollably. Shaking like she had ice down her back. Warrick walked over to her and wrapped an arm around her waist. She jumped like she had shocked her.
"Shhh," he murmured in her ear. Catherine looked at him, fear in her eyes.
"Why would somebody do this," she said. "To Fredy."
"People who do this...they don't need a reason," Warrick said softly.
"Come on," Cassy said to them. They all walked to Catherine's car. Catherine tried to get the key's out of her pocket but she couldn't, her hands were shaking so badly. Catherine sighed and gave up. Warrick wormed his hand in her pocket and pulled out the keys. He handed them to Cassy who open the front seat and got behind the wheel. Warrick helped Catherine in the back seat.
They drove to the hospital in complete silence. Catherine's mind was racing, and her body was still shaking.
Kiley and Sara got off the bus at their stop. Greg got off too, though he didn't need too, and would have to catch the bus again. Kiley got into the house and Greg hugged Sara before letting her go.
"Auf Wiedersehen," he said in her ear. Sara smiled sadly, grateful he tried to keep some normalcy in the day. She needed that. Things were so crazy, so twisted, so wrong, she needed something normal to hang onto. She needed to know that the world wasn't really as evil as it seemed right then.
"Au revior," Sara whispered. Greg hugged her again and kissed her forehead.
"Get some sleep," he told her. "Make sure you sister does too."
Sara nodded and walked slowly into her house. She walked immediately into her room and found Kiley sitting on her bed. Even though it was still early, Sara still felt like doing nothing but sleeping right now.
Kiley stood up and walked out of her sister's room. She paused at the door.
"Buonas Nächte," Kiley said. She was also trying to keep things as normal as possible. Bringing things back to the old times when things were happy.
"Buonas nuits," Sara said back. Kiley shut off the light, though it was pontless with the sunlight streaming through the window, and exited the room.
Greg walked away from Sara's house, to the bus stop. He riffled through his pockets and pulled out another dollar for bus fare.
Getting home safely, Greg walked upstairs, but not to his room. He went to his sisters' room. Only Cilla was sitting on the bed. Greg walked over to her and hugged his sister.
"What's wrong," Cilla asked in a concerned voice. Greg told her what had happened in a soft, breathless voice. Cilla rubbed her brother's back comfortingly.
"Cilla," Greg said resting his head in his older sister's lap. Suddenly he felt like a small child. Like a little boy thrown into the world and not told how things work. Like he knew nothing, didn't understand. "Why are there raciest in the world? Why are there prejudices? Why can't everyone just accept things for the way they are?"
Cilla looked down sadly at her little brother. She knew he wasn't really looking for an answer. If he was he wouldn't have asked such an unanswerable question. She didn't answer. She just looked at her brother's sad, brown eyes. She tried to comfort him as much as she could. And Greg was happy for that.
But he would have been happier if nothing had ever happened.
Archie watched his friend get off the bus. Normally Archie would've tried to stall the bus driver, but today he didn't feel like it. He just wanted to get home. He didn't even talk to Nick in the seat next to him.
Archie got off near his house. When he got into his house he went directly to his basements, where all his computers were. Archie immediately started up one of the desktops and immersed himself in a game. A game where nothing could touch him. His own little world where everything was fine.
When the bus got to the stop near Nick's house, Nick didn't get off.
'One more stop' he told himself. But he knew that one would turn into two, then three. He wouldn't ever have to get off this bus. He could ride this bus until the end of the line.
'One more stop' he thought. For good measure, he took his cell phone out of his pocket and turned it off. Replacing it in his pocket, Nick leaned back in his seat and watched the street go by out his window.
When they walked into the hospital visitor's entrance, Ty was waiting for them.
"They took him in for surgery now," were the first words out of his mouth. Cassy frowned and bit her lip. All four of them sat down in the chairs in the waiting room.
"What happened," Fredy asked. Cassy didn't say anything and Catherine was still too shocked to register what Fredy had said. So Warrick was the one to speak.
"I don't know. We were waiting for him at the ice cream place. Then Cath stars running out, muttering something. And then we see him in the parking lot. I don't even know what happened."
"He was hit by a car," Ty told him. Warrick nodded.
"The basketball players," Cassy said softly.
"What," Ty said sharply.
"They did this. I know they did," cassy said forcefully. Ty didn't say anything, just let in hang in the air.
"Cath," Warrick said softly to Catherine. She was still shaking and Warrick hugged her tightly. "It'll be okay. Fredy'll make it."
"It won't be okay," Catherine said softly in a voice that carried a hint of tears. "It won't be the same again"
"Things are always changing. Some are bad some are good. Don't worry. Fredy'll make it. He's strong," Warrick assured her.
Maybe she believed him, or maybe she just didn't want to argue. Either way, she fell into silence and rested her head on Warrick's shoulder, waiting for news about Fredy.
The hours went on, and not one of the four spoke.. A nurse came into the waiting room.
"Family of Frederick-"
"Here," Ty said quickly, before the nurse could get to their last name.
"He's still in surgery. We need to talk to you and have you sign so papers."
The nurse led Ty away and Warrick, Cassy and Catherine stayed in the chairs. When Ty came back, no one pressed him for explanations, but he talked any way.
"They're going to amputate his legs," Ty said. "The car hit him so hard, shattered his kneecaps, the rest of his legs are hanging on by almost nothing. They're putting his left arm in a cast. Patching up his forehead. He has a couple broken ribs too."
"Oh god," Cassy said. She started to cry and Ty hugged the girl to his chest.
"They say he'll make it though," Ty said.
Catherine drew in shaky breaths, like she couldn't get enough air. This was just to...unreal. To horrible. It couldn't really be happening. It must be a dreadful nightmare.
Warrick held on to her, rocked her back and forth. He tried to calm her down, but she was shaking more violently now, and crying silently. Warrick was afraid she was going to short circuit and faint or something.
"You heard him," Warrick said to Catherine. "He'll live. Don't worry."
But he knew it was pointless. He knew he was trying to convince himself as much as Catherine. Because one of the only people who accepted Warrick immediately, one of his best friends, was sitting in a hospital bed. He was there because a jock couldn't take the thought of Fredy being gay.
Catherine's head was swimming and spinning. She wanted so badly to know who did it. Who had hurt Fredy so bad that they'd have to amputate his legs. She would make them pay. She would make them wish they had just left him alone. Just left him alone.
Cassy, still trying to keep her control, got her cell phone out to call everyone, tell them what was going on. She got in touch with Kiley, who told her Sara was sleeping, and promised to pass on the message. She also got Greg's older sister Cilla. Cilla said that Greg had told her what had happened, so Cassy didn't mind telling her the news.
She got Archie's mother. Wanting to speak with Archie in person, Cassy didn't tell his mother anything. And Archie wouldn't take the phone.
Cassy couldn't even reach Nick. His cell phone was off and he wasn't at home.
Cassy shut her phone and sighed. Sitting back in her chair she pulled her knees to her chest and started to cry.