Jonathan
"Okay, slow down! First off, how did you get my number?" I ask.
"Nickel is in the hospital! Is that seriously what you want to talk about right now?!" Fae was on the other side of the line.
"I missed that part…" I mutter then I finally realize what's going on. "Wait, why is Nickel is in the hospital?"
"I don't know! I saw her get carried into the nurse's office during her art class. It looked serious because the teacher and five other students were dragging her into the room! I stayed put to watch, even if my teacher yelled at me for being late, and then an ambulance came! How did you not hear them?" I hold my phone a good amount of distance from my ear because Fae's yelling.
"Ok, Fae, calm down. She'll be fine. Let me just-"
"I've already signed us out. Technically, you should be gone by now." She says.
"How are we going to even get to the hospital?"I mutter into the phone.
"My dad will hook us up."
We sit in silence in the back of the limo. I hold my own hands in my lap. Fae is drinking and I think she has a problem. I watch her drink glass after glass. She is crying and angry, cursing this way and that, and eventually collapses in a fit of drunken rage.
I pull a blanket over her, lean my head against the window and fall asleep.
Next thing I know, we're in the parking lot of a hospital and Fae is holding her head between her hands. She is groaning about how her head hurts. I shrug. We step outside into the chilly fall weather. A few decades ago, Florida basically only had one season - hot. Now, global warming pushed the cold down and gave florida all four seasons - Warm, hot, warm, and cold.
Fae's behind me and is pressing her fingers against her temple, obviously fighting the booze. We were going into a hospital and she's underaged to drink so i was getting nervous if any nurses ask.
"We're looking for Nicole , Nicole Rodger." I ask a woman behind a counter. She points out a finger and replies, "I don't see a Nicole Rodger, but I see a Nicole Coleman." I grunt. Of course it would be put as Coleman, she was sent from school under her Aunt and Uncle's name.
"Yes! That's her! Let's go." Fae declares and she runs off leaving Anton, Bear and me to wait at the counter until she wobbled herself back.
"Where is she..?"
"She's up the stairs and take a right, then you'll come up to room 231."
"Okay, now let's go." I say, making sure my drunk friend could understand me. I grab onto Fae's shoulders and try to lead her away from the janitor's closet, where she was heading. We see Nickel through the glass, and wave at her. Her back is facing us.
She rolls over, and her face is swollen, and hair is sticking to it. Nickel looks like hell. She coughs, and heaves over in pain. She vomits, and beckons for us to come in. Maybe seeing Nickel like this snapped Fae back into reality. She goes in and grabs her by the face.
"Oh my God, Nicole ," She slurs. "Haw ded… Haw - How did thes happun?" She tries.
I grab Nickel's free hand. She convulses and shivers. Seeing her in this state, face red, swollen, and wrinkled, finger swollen, eyes contorted in pain. She looks like a different person. Her hair is sticking to her face, and frizzy. I run my hand gingerly through her hair. She shrieks in pain.
"I am so sorry." I say, slowly taking my hand out.
That's when she collapses in our hands, and goes limp. We are kicked out of the room and we can't come back as nurses rush into the room.