Chapter 29! Yeah almost 30!
Jack Bolton sat in the same uncomfortable hospital waiting room seat as he had when Troy collapsed. He looked around the waiting room, and was not surprised to see different faces. The family that had been there last time was not there.
Personally, he had never hated waiting rooms. As a child he had always loved being around the hospital because there was so much commotion. He loved the sound of ambulances and their bright flashing lights. But, this was making him regret he had ever liked hospitals at all.
He shut his eyes and saw Troy in the back seat of his car, laying down holding his stomach as blood rushed out of his mouth. He had had so much trouble keeping his eyes on the road. He had just wanted to go into the back seat and be with Troy, making sure he was okay.
Jack just didn't understand how he had gone from a little blood spitting out of the cracks between his upper and lower lips to that horrible red substance gushing out of his mouth and nose. The coughing had made it that much harder for Jack to focus on the road.
He opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling. He kept seeing Troy's smiling face. Right now, Troy had Jack more scared than he had ever been. By the time they had gotten to the hospital, Troy had gone from bad to worse, and Jack had carried the light boy through the emergency room doors. Troy had been so out of it that he hadn't objected.
"You again?"
Jack looked to where the voice had spoken. He was looking at the lady who had made him feel better last time he had been there. The lady Dr. Andrews had called Mrs. Quinn. Without knowing, Jack nodded his head slowly.
"Your boy," She said in her rich accent. Jack didn't know what accent it was, but it was soothing. He nodded dumbly, as if it was the only thing that could function.
The woman sat next to him and he turned his head. He looked into her bright blue pools that reminded him so much of Mack and Troy. He saw in her eyes compassion and sympathy. "I know what it feels like to be sitting in that chair," she said. "My son, boy of 18, bright as could be, going to college. One day he collapse, we don't know what's wrong with him. We take him here and they tell us there is something wrong with him. How could there be, I said, he's perfectly normal. They tell me it happens. Two days later he gone. The one thing I wish I done different, was to spend more time with him." Mrs. Quinn paused, letting her words sink in.
"Jack!"
Jack looked toward his wife, who was standing with a doctor with black hair. He looked back at the chair Mrs. Quinn had been sitting in, but she wasn't there anymore. She had left as mysteriously as last time. He stood and walked toward the doctor and Elaine.
"Follow me," the doctor said leading them down a hall.
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Karen Boucher walked down the halls of the hospital in search of her son. Her face resembled that of a pug, her lips curled and her nose made her look like she had just got a whiff of something disgusting. Her arms were cross and her high heels made an annoying sound on the floor. Her fingernails were still that awful blue and gold and her eyes were giving any happy family a glare.
She didn't remember when everything had started to go wrong. Calum had always been her baby. Cam had gone off with his father, but Calum stayed behind. Cam had been the trouble maker. But Calum...he was hers and she had let Daniel fool around with her baby for too long.
She pressed the down button on the elevator and it opened instantaneously. She walked in and started to tap her shoe impatiently, remembering what had just happened.
"Daniel," Karen said. "Have you seen Calum?"
Daniel's nose scrunched. "Calum? I don't care about Calum anymore, he's not worth my effort. You'd be wise to forget about him too. He's no Boucher!"
"What are talking about? I want him to get his arm checked out, I don't know how he could have hurt it, but it can barely move."
Daniel smiled. "He deserved it." Karen blinked quickly. "You didn't break it, did you Daniel?"
He laughed and that was all the evidence she needed.
She got off on the third floor and wandered down halls. She opened the first door that she came to that was not a hospital room and found herself in the church. She looked into the pews and saw Calum, his head on the side and Mack resting on his chest. She walked over to them and noticed they were sleeping and sighed. She had agreed with Daniel, she had said that Mack was a bad influence on her son. She knew that Calum was upset with her, deep down he had to be. She had been trying to convince herself that what Daniel said was right, even though she knew he was wrong.
The only reason why she hated the Bolton's where that they were so happy, yet in the beginning, they had lost everything. Jack had lost his scholarship, his family, they had almost lost their son.
She had stayed fairly good friends with Kathy and Elaine, even though she went to West High. She remained in contact with them even though she had been told by Daniel to cut off any ties she had with them. She had wore a deep purple dress when she was Elaine's bride's maid and had wore a soft yellow one when Kathy became Mrs. Christopher Danforth. She had bought cute pink outfits for Kathy's daughter Emma and blue sports themed ones for baby Chad. She had been there when Elaine said she was having a boy and when the baby was premature. She had been the first one of Elaine's friends to hold the tiny baby Troy and seen his toothless grin.
Once Cam was born, Daniel decided that the time was up and she was to forget they existed and when Calum was born, he tried to convince her that they were bad people...and she had believed him.
She looked down at her sleeping son. Her eyes moved to his swollen wrist which was resting carelessly on Mack's stomach. She focused her eyes onto his face, which had healed nicely since his fight with Cam. She pushed his hair aside and kissed his forehead.
She looked at Mack, and laughed inwardly. She was amazed at how much she looked like Troy. And – although she couldn't see them- she knew that she had his eyes. She remembered laughing with Kathy and Elaine, wondering where Troy had gotten his beautiful blue eyes, because Elaine, Jack and most of their family had big brown eyes. She touched Mack's cheek and sighed. Maybe the Bolton's weren't meant for a walk in the park, and that's what made them so understanding.
She let her hand swing by her side, before sitting in the pew in front of them, to wait until they woke up.
If you remember from Her Fault Chad had a sister, she said one line. I decided for her to make another appearance in this chapter. It was mostly thoughts. It was a nice change to write from Mrs. Boucher (Karen)'s point of view. The part with her was a little look into the past. I just decided to make Troy a premature baby so it would fit with: "The only reason why she hated the Bolton's where that they were so happy, yet in the beginning, they had lost everything. Jack had lost his scholarship, his family, they had almost lost their son."
My cousin's a preemie, she wasn't that early but she was still pretty early and small. Troy was really early, and when nothing bad happened to him, they thought that he was going to be fine. But that heart problem has nothing to do with that, that just happened to him.
Hope that cleared up any questions you might have had, if not hope you liked this chapter. Wow, I wrote a lot of bold stuff! Ha! Review!
