Chapter 8: Returning a Favor
Shay was in my room! That was the last person that I would expect coming in my room…well Sadie would've been the last person…but you get the picture. He was lying on my bed and he was holding my guitar…my precious guitar…
"What are you doing here?" I asked angrily. Shay stood up from my bed and walks near me. He wore the same clothes the last time I saw him in the hospital, green jeans, a green shirt, and white sneakers. "I'll call the cops…" He drops the guitar cautiously and said:
"Jude…will you listen to me for once…"
"Why am I going to listen to you?" My face went red and Shay ignored answering me. "You're the one who dumped me! Why bother listening then…You didn't even answer my question!"
"I just want you back in my life…Since I dumped you…"
"Now you're going to admit that you dumped me?" I interrupted. "Oh this is getting better…" I continued sarcastically. "Leave or I'll call the cops…"
"Jude…" Shay said quietly, "You haven't change a bit since then…" He leaves the room and goes downstairs with an anguished look and closes the door. Sadie stopped singing…finally…and goes out of her room. I lay on my bed and I heat the door opening. Sadie comes inside my room and she has the same rejected look as mine and she asked:
"You want to talk?" I shook my head. "Jude…" She wore pink pajamas and has matching slippers. She found a seat and sat down:
"William…" I stopped and looked at her, "I won't ever see him again…I kept on thinking that why is William doing this? I just need to find out...for now I hate him! I do..."
"Why do you hate him?" She asked curiously. I don't want to answer because William just wanted me to be alone for a while…
"I don't know…" I lied. Sadie stood up and she blurted:
"Things aren't going so well with me and Tommy…he just kept lying on not going to our dates…It's like he doesn't love me." I realize that William could be doing the same thing…But he might've been honest and is saying the truth.
"Amen to that sister…" I said just to leave her alone. Sadie left the room and she closed the door. I closed my eyes and sleep the afternoon off.
I opened my eyes and I see my mom in front of me. She looked at me with deep sympathy, like someone that I know died recently. It was 11 at night and I felt so dazed and felt so cranky! She started:
"Jude…William…he…" I stood up from my bed and I looked on out of curiosity. "Follow me…" She walked out of the room and I followed. We wind up in the living room and the 11:00 news is on the TV:
"A tragic loss is on the horizon…" I ignored the chatter until I heard William's name. "Famous playwright William Turner died in a collision with an 18 wheeler truck. His car, an orange 2002 Saleen S7, collided with an 18 wheeler truck andwitnesses told local policethat he was speeding along route 222 along Pemberton Road. His body was never found. In other news…"
I knelt on the floor and I looked at the floor and I thought why did you go so early, William? Why? Please let him live…I can take care of William… Just let him live. I stood up and went upstairs and changed my clothes again and walked out of the house. As I went out the door my mom spotted me:
"Jude…Where are you going?" I ignored her and slammed the door.
When I went outside, raining hard as it is, I see a silhouette of a person limping along the street. I went near the shadow. As I went two inches to the person and it was William! Well…all bloodied up and he's shivering like crazy. His clothes were crimsoned red. William collapsed and caught him with my arms. It looks like we were hugging. Gasping for air, William said:
"Jude…I am such an idiot…I could've died because I kept thinking about you…" He coughed and blood splattered all over his mouth.
"William…" then a blue Viper stopped right next to us. The driver went outside the car and rushed to help me. The person was Tommy and stood in front of us, holding an umbrella:
"Jude…What's wrong with…is that William?" I nodded, "What's wrong?"
"William got into an accident and he is hurt seriously…" I said without delay, "I need to help William…Send me to his place…please?"
"Come on…We don't have much time…" He lifted William and puts him in the passenger side of the Viper. I went inside the passenger seat and Tommy went in the driver's seat and drove off through the rainy night.