Chapter 2: How could this happen to me?
Hyde had fallen asleep that night, right next to Jackie. When he woke up, though, he was in the guestroom. He awoke with a start. "JACKIE! Jackie!" he gasped. "Whoa, calm down Mr. Hyde." a doctor said. "Where is Jackie? Where is my girlfriend?" Hyde asked. "Ms. Burkhardt is in ICU." "ICU? Why ICU?" Hyde asked, jumping up. "She had a massive heartattack last night, so we put her in Intensive Care." the doctor replied. "C-can I go see her?" Hyde asked. "I'm sorry, Mr. Hyde but the ICU security won't let any visitors in." "Can I please go see her? PLEASE! Just for a minute." Hyde begged.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Hyde, but I assure you Ms. Burkhardt is fine." the doctor repeated. "I don't care what you say, let me see my girlfriend NOW!" Hyde demanded. "I'm so-" "I don't care, I'M GOING TO SEE MY GIRLFRIEND AND I DON'T CARE WHAT ANYBODY SAYS!" Hyde yelled. He pushed the doctor aside and went to the Intensive Care Unit room. He saw Jackie lying on the bed. Her eyes were closed and she had a steady heartbeat. A doctor looked at him and said, "Get out! No visitors allowed!" Jackie, disturbed by the doctor's yelling, opened her eyes and saw Hyde. "Ste...ven?" she whispered. "Jackie..." Hyde whispered.
The doctor called security and the security took Hyde away. They threw him out of the hospital doors. "MADISON HOSPITAL SUCKS!" Hyde yelled. He went to the sidewalk and sat down. He cupped his face in his hands and almost cried. "Jackie...oh god...Jackie..." he sighed. He saw a few graphitti artists and got an idea.
He got out 150 dollars out, and walked over to them. "Hey," he said. "Can I buy one of those paint cans?"