As The Rain Falls
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Chapter 11
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"Is that this boys' name?" The chief asked.
"Yeah." Michael said a few seconds after Zoey was silent.
"Well, we have to take him to the hospital. You guys can come along, if you'd like. So we can make sure he has his memory." The chief said.
"Yeah." Logan said. "We'll come along."
As Logan started moving, Dana woke up. "What happened?" She asked.
"Oh, your typical afternoon. The school caught on fire. Chase has severe burns. Now we're going to the hospital!" Logan said sarcastically.
"Put me down." Dana said, rolling her eyes.
"You ruin all the fun." Logan said.
"Well that's just what I do." Dana said.
Everyone got into the ambulance, and when they found out it would be a little crowded, they had to decide who would go.
"I can drive." Logan said.
"Right, you think we're going to get in a car with you." Dana said. "I can drive, too."
"Okay, Dana, you get to drive." Logan said.
"I need a mini van." Dana said.
Logan walked over to and pointed to his shiny silver Porsche.
"But that will do." Dana said smirking.
"I have an idea." Michael said.
"Well tell us." Dana said.
"Okay, me and Zoey can go ride in the ambulance, you know, so Chase won't be all alone." Michael said.
"And we'll have enough room in the car." Dana said.
Michael grabbed Zoey and led her to the ambulance.
"He'll be fine, Zo, I promise." Michael assured her. The looked in her eyes explained everything she was feeling. Fear.
Zoey and Michael hopped in the ambulance and it took off out of PCA. Dana followed, still surprised that Logan was letting her drive his Porsche.
"You know, Zoey, if you don't talk, no one will know what's wrong with you. I mean, why not just tell me what's on your mind. I'm always here if you need me. You know where my dorm is. You can talk to me about anything. We can talk about Chase, video games, potato chips—hey, speaking of potato chips, what's your favorite kind? I love dill pickle. But sour cream and onion are pretty good, too. So are barbeque. If you could name all of the different flavors, I bet there would be more than 1000 different flavors! Isn't that awesome? Oh, and potato chips always help me when I'm—" Michael started.
"SHUT UP, MICHAEL!" Zoey yelled, and she started crying. Michael looked at her, shocked, and when he saw her crying, he took on the big brother role. He held her in his arms while she cried.
"I just don't get how this happened!" She said sobbing.
"Me neither." Michael said.
"I mean, one minute Chase was talking about how he was worried about me, and then some kid yells 'fire'. And all he cared about was getting me out safe. It's my fault he's like this. I was the one who wanted him to get Dustin. And Dustin was fine the whole time." Zoey said.
"If you don't mind me interrupting, none of this was your fault. There was an arsonist at your school." A man in the ambulance said.
"Listen, I know you're trying to help and all, BUT YOUR REALLY NOT." Zoey screamed.
"Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning." The man muttered.
"I HEARD THAT." Zoey yelled.
"My point." He said.
The gang got to the hospital and Michael and Zoey followed Chase in his stretcher. As they reached the hospital room, the nurse stopped them.
"I'm sorry. Only family members allowed in." She said smiling.
"Uh, nurse lady, can I talk to you?" Michael asked.
"Of course, dear." She replied sweetly.
Michael led the nurse to a nearby room, motioning Zoey to stay where she was.
"Well, did you see that girl back there? The one who was with me?" Michael asked her.
"Yes, dear." She said.
"Well, even though she's only sixteen, Chase, the boy who got hurt, was going to umm...propose to her today. He had a ring and everything. And, I mean, not get married right away, you know, wait until after college, but he never got a chance to because of the fire...so could you uh...let her go in? It would mean the world to him to at least see that she's okay so he knows he should at least fight for his dear life so he can be with her." Michael said giving her a big, fake smile.
"Oh, that's so sweet. Of course she can!" The nurse said.
The nurse walked up to Zoey.
"You go right in there, sweetheart! That boy loves you!" The nurse said proudly, holding back tears.
She pushed Zoey lightly into Chase's room. Zoey looked back at Michael. 'Did you drug her, Michael?' Zoey mouthed. 'No...maybe she didn't get enough sleep.' He mouthed back.
"I may be an old woman, but I know when there's a good love story in the air." The nurse said.
"Love story? What are you talking about?" Zoey asked.
"Just keep on walkin' dear, just keep on walkin'." The nurse said.
Zoey entered the room and pulled up a chair by Chase's bed. The people in there scared her, the way they were talking made her feel excluded. She sighed, wondering if they would tell her what's wrong. She figured not, so she decided to ask.
"Uh, excuse me?" Zoey said.
"What do you want?" A male nurse said.
"Is he okay? Will he be?" Zoey asked.
"Well, your choices are that he lives or he dies." The man said.
"Look, this is not really a good time to get angry with me. I know karate and I will kick your stupid butt if you don't be nicer to me." Zoey said.
"Oh, I'm so scared now." He said. "What are you? 12?"
"I'm sixteen." Zoey said.
"Wow, not much of a difference." He said.
"Look, I had a really bad day. Can you just shut up for five minutes and leave me here with my friend?" Zoey said.
"Well...no. I'm not done helping him. He should be awake soon. He's not that bad. Just bad burns." He said.
"Oh." Zoey said.
"Are you two related?" He asked.
"No. I don't know how I got in here. My friend talked to the nurse and she let me in. It was kinda weird." Zoey said. "Look, we got off on a bad foot. I'm Zoey." She said. She extended her arm out to him.
"Chris." The man said. He put her hand in his and shook it. His name sent a knife through Zoey's heart. Zoey's eyes widened.
"Are you okay?" Chris asked her.
"Yeah, I'm fine. I just had a bad experience with a Chris before." She said.
"Well, Zoey, I'm not like other guys. So, I probably won't be like him." Chris said.
"How old are you?" Zoey asked, changing subjects.
"I'm 19. I got out of school early and entered college." He said.
"Are you smart?" Zoey asked.
"No. The colleges let me in because they felt sorry for me." He said, smiling.
"Oh, I see." Zoey said back.
"So, what is Chase to you?" Chris asked.
"He's my best friend. I can talk to him about anything. He's a good listener." Zoey said.
"I have a friend like that. Well, she's my sister. Her name's Dana." Chris said.
"What's your last name?" Zoey asked him.
"Cruz. Ugh, Chris Cruz. I hate the way my name sounds." He said.
"I know Dana! I go to PCA with her." Zoey said.
"Really? Has she ever mentioned me?" Chris asked.
"No. Not your name. She used to tell us about you." Zoey said.
"Oh." Chris said.
"If you want to see her, she should be here soon." Zoey said.
"Hey, it looks like your friend's waking up. And nah, I have to get to work. See ya later." Chris said.
"Bye." Zoey said smiling.
"Hey, Chase." Zoey said softly, walking over to the hospital bed.
"Hey." He said in a raspy voice.
"How are you?" Zoey asked.
"Hurting a little bad. Other than that, I'm pretty good." Chase said.
"Do you need anything?" Zoey asked.
"No, I'm okay. What happened?" Chase asked.
"Do you have amnesia?" Zoey asked.
"No. Don't worry. I'll be fine. I'm a little...freaked out, though." Chase said.
"Chase, don't be scared to admit your feelings. I'm freaked out, too. I think we all are. We were so scared for you." Zoey said.
"How's Dustin?" Chase asked.
"Ugh, I should have never asked you to go after him. He was fine the whole time. I felt so bad. It's my fault." Zoey said.
"Zoey, none of this is your fault. It's fine that you care about Dustin and wanted him safe." Chase said.
"I feel like it is. Chase, promise me one thing." Zoey said.
"What's that?" Chase asked.
"That you'll always be there for me, no matter what happens, day or night, and you'll always have you phone beside you for whenever I need you." Zoey said. "Promise?"
"Of course, Zo." He said.
"No. Do you promise?" Zoey said.
"Yeah, Zo. I promise." Chase said.
"Good." Zoey said, smiling.
"Hey, Zo?" Chase said.
"Yeah?" Zoey said.
"I want you to know something really important." Chase said.
"What's that?" Zoey asked.
"I love—" Chase started.
The machines started beeping and Chase's eyes shut tightly. Zoey felt Chase's heart, and realized it stopped beating.
"HELP! My friend is dying!" Zoey yelled.
Nurses and doctors shuffled into the room. And Zoey screamed, scared for her friend.
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