Disclaimer:I don't own Final Fantasy VIII story, concepts, or characters. I'm stuck on the game right now because that stupid machine keeps on using Corona or something and bringing my characters to 1 life. Anyways, on with the story!
Chapter 2 - Waking Up
I woke up. When I looked around at the blank, hospital walls, in an instant I remembered what had happened.
"Squall..." I murmed to myself. I looked to her side and was surprised to see Selphie sitting there.
"How you doing, Rin?" Selphie's eyes looked red, perhaps from crying. In an attempt to lighten the mood, I did what I usually did and put on the best smile I could, but I wanted to cry too.
"I'm fine. How's Squall?" Selphie didn't smile. She grabbed my hand and I immediately knew the news certainly wasn't good. I squeezed her hand hard.
"He's not awake yet." That was impossible. With Squall's will, he would of already been up and ready for anything. My arm and leg were both in casts, but Squall was a lot more hurt then I was.
"Can I go see him?" Selphie shook her head. What was I supposed to do until he gets up? I won't leave the hospital unless he was with me. All I could do was sit there in pout until Irvine and Zell came into the room.
"Yo Rinoa, how you doing?" Zell's voice was the usual, hyper-energetic sound. Irvine just walked in calmly and sat next to Selphie.
"I'm fine. How have you guys been?"
"Same stuff. Just waiting until they'd let us visit you two. So, they wouldn't tell us much, what happened?" Irvine had a look of genuine concern on his face.
"It was just an accident. Don't worry about it." It was in my nature not to let others worry.
"It can't be 'just an accident' if Squall's hurt. He doesn't get hurt by anything." Boy, were they wrong. Squall is Squall, but he isn't Superman.
"I'm sure he'll be alright." I said more to myself then to the others. "Where's Quistis?" The whole gang was here, I wonder what she was doing.
"She's talking to the nurse outside. Did you know you'll be in a wheelchair?" God, I hung my head back and exhaled.
"Great, the last thing I need is to be catered to as if I was five." Zell laughed.
"You say that like being catered to is a bad thing."
"I feel like a cripple. Do I look bad?" This was a last concern, but I wondered how helpless I looked at the moment. That's who I was, helpless Rinoa.
"Hmm, a few bruises here and there, a few cuts, two casts, messed up sleepy-hair..." I stopped Zell.
"You were supposed to lie."
"Hello everyone." a nurse walked in and came to the side of my bed. "What happened to the one person only rule I told you guys about?" Irvine raised his hands up in the air.
"We forgot." He said matter-of-factly. The nurse laughed.
"How's Squall?" I asked the nurse. I wasn't going to waste any time.
"Oh. The patient in Room 7-C?" Irvine nodded his head. The nurse read her chart.
"Well this is supposed to be confidential, but since I'm guessing you guys are close friends, and since you guys broke enough rules already, I don't suppose one more would hurt."
"So what's the scoop?" asked Selphie. We were all anxious to hear how he was. Especially me. No one else saw him in that horrible state.
"Severe lacerations to the head, as well as some damage to the brain. Minor lacerations for the rest of the body, two broken ribs, and a broken arm." God. That could've been me. If I would have forced him to wear his helmet, that could've been me.
"Can I go see him?" The nurse just laughed at me.
"You can't even walk, but you're that intent on seeing him, aren't you?" I nodded my head. All of a sudden, Quistis ran into the room.
"Everyone, Squall's waking up!"
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