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A/N: Here's chapter 2. I'm still working out the kinks, in my writing, so again I'm sorry if there are any errors.
(Normal P.O.V.)
It took the two Stewart's about ten minutes to get inside, find the proper floor and eventually, somebody who could give them some news on Lilly.
" Hello! I was told at the front desk, down stairs, that Lillian Truscott was on this floor, could you help me? I'm trying to get some news about her condition." Said Mister Stewart in a slightly impatient tone, while drumming his fingers on the counter. He had been trying to find this desk for at least ten minutes, and the nurse behind it, seemed to be thoroughly disinterested.
The nurse finally looked up from the magazine she was reading, to address the distraught man, chewing her gum rather noisily, and said..." Uh what was your name? "
" Robbie Ray Stewart! I'm Lilly's Legal guardian " Mr. Stewart, answered, still drumming him fingers nervously on the counter top.
" Oh, and what was her name again? " she said, looking up, and sounding bored.
" Lillian Truscott! " Was the curt reply she got.
" Hmmmm ok Lillian Prus... " She was cut off before she could finish her inaccurate sentence, by a very upset Robbie Ray.
" No! (Truscott ) with a T. " Robbie Cut the woman off. She was really starting to get on his last nerve, and he could tell Miley was getting anxious by the way she was playing with the strings on the chair, she was currently occupying . He had sent her over to sit down, when they got to this floor, so she wouldn't get too upset.
" Ahh Lillian Truscott, here we are " Said the woman, with a loud pop of her gum.
" She's currently in surgery. If you'll just take a seat Mr. Stewart, a doctor will be out to speak with you as soon as possible. " Said the woman, quickly burying her face, in the magazine she had been reading, before Robbie had Interrupted her.
With that, Mister Stewart walked back over towards the chair where his daughter sat, staring off in to space, having given up playing with the string a few moments earlier, and sat down in the chair beside her, with a sigh of frustration.
" Hey Miles " Robbie addressed his daughter, while placing a comforting hand on her slumped back ." The nurse said that Lilly's in surgery, and that a doctor will be out soon, to speak with us about her condition." Said Robbie, while looking around to see if there was any sign of a doctor coming there way.
" K." Was the quiet response he got, and while it wasn't much, it was more than she'd said the whole ride to the hospital.
" Mister Stewart? " A tall man, who looked to be in his late thirties, addressed Robbie.
" Yes, that's me." Robbie said, looking up and taking a standing position, all the while rubbing the palms of his hands on his jeans. The man was dressed in scrubs so Mr. Stewart, assumed he was a doctor.
Hearing her fathers name called Miley perked up, sitting up straight, and nervously rubbing her own hands on her jeans, all the while listening to anything that was said.
" I'm Dr. Benton." The Dr. Introduced himself. " I understand your here for Ms. Truscott. Is that correct?" Said the doctor in a very business like tone, while looking over a chart he carried, in his hands. Robbie could only assume is was Lilly's chart.
" Yes sir, It is. How is she?" Was Robbie's to the point reply. Miley just sat and watched, looking back and forth, between the doctor and her dad.
" Ok Mr. Stewart, as I'm sure you know, Lilly's parents were in the car as well. I'm sorry, they didn't make it." Dr. Benton Said, in the same business like manner he'd addressed Robbie with, just moments ago.
" Yes I know! I'm Lilly's guardian. I was called as soon as she was admitted." Robbie said, trying to make the man hurry, and get to the point.
" Oh I see. Well I have some good, and bad news." Was the Doctor's reply, as he double checked the chart, to make sure everything he was about to say was accurate, once he was sure of everything on the chart, he looked up too see a very nervous, and inpatient looking Robbie Ray, and an equally upset Miley, who had, at this point, gotten up and decided to stand by her father.
" Well." The Dr. Cleared his throat and said. " I'll start with the good news. Lilly's alive! Now for the bad news... "
" WHAT! That's all the good news?" Said a very distraught Miley, who had just now decided to speak, after almost forty five minutes of near complete silence. She was now clutching her fathers arm, looking petrified.
" Miles, let the man finish." Was Robbie's response, while he patted her on the back, hoping to calm her nerves, if not his own.
" Yes well anyway, as I was saying, Lillian has suffered quite a few injuries, one of them being to her head, there was also some internal bleeding, we just finished fixing that..."
" Does that mean she's out of surgery?" Miley ask hopefully, cutting the Dr. off again.
" Yes, but like I said, she's suffered many injuries. She slipped in to a coma before we were done with the surgery, because of the before mentioned head injury! She also had a collapsed lung, so she's not able to breath on her own just yet. Both of her legs, and her left arm were crushed, those won't heal for several months, not to mention the physical therapy that'll be needed, if she ever wants to walk again. Also she has many cuts and abrasions, and we're still not sure how much...if any... brain damage there is. She'll be going in for a head CT in the next few minutes, to determine just that!" The doctor finished giving his report of Lilly's condition, to the two Stewart's.
"Now, I'm going to go in there and check up on her. I'll be back out from time to time, to give you updates on how's she's doing, but until then, if you have any questions don't hesitate to ask Carrol." Dr. Benton said, while pointing to the rude nurse from before.
" Thank you! Do you have any idea when we'll be able to see her?" Robbie said looking a bit shocked, still trying to recover from the news he'd just received.
" Hmmmmm lets see." Said Dr. Benton, while re studding over the chart. " I'd say, not for another two hours, at least." Was the doctor's reply.
" K thanks doc." Robbie said, While he sat down and laid a comforting hand on Miley's back, who had sat down half way through the news. She was now in a complete state of shock, barely moving or blinking. Robbie was terribly worried about her, he'd never seen his daughter so pale.
It wasn't long before Jackson, (who had been stuck at Rico's) arrived. His dad quickly filled him in on what had happened, and then immediately returned to comforting Miley.
Jackson decided to take a seat on the other side of his sister, hoping he could provide some sort of comfort. He himself was shocked, so he could only imagine what Miley was going through.
Three hour's had passed, when Dr. Benton, finally reappeared, telling them that they could see Lilly, but that she was still in a coma, and in critical condition. So the visit wouldn't be long.
(Miley's P.O.V.)
It seemed like forever before we finally heard something, and when we did, it wasn't great news. Lilly was still in critical condition, and in a coma, but at least we finally get to see her. Right now were walking down the long halls of the hospital. Dad's on my left, looking worried and sad. The only other time I've seen him look this down, is when Mom passed away, so it's kinda strange to see him look so defeated, he's usually so strong.
My usually obnoxious, loud and goofy brother, Jackson is on my right, being anything but, his usual self. He too, looks thoroughly defeated. Again, it's such a switch from the way he usually is, it's scary. Wow, I was so busy watching my dad and brother, I didn't even notice when we stopped walking.
We now stood in front of the hospital room, that contained my best friend. I'm kinda scared. I don't know what to do, once I get in there. You never prepare yourself for something like this. My dad opened the door and gave me an encouraging smile, telling me to go on in. I looked over to Jackson, and he was giving me the same type of smile.
I wanted to go in, I really did, but my feet just wouldn't seem to let me, it was like I was stuck to the ground, paralyzed by fear. I looked over to my dad one more time, and he just nodded at me. Seeing that, I decided to face my fears and walk on in.
As I entered I looked to my left noting the small bathroom, and what looked to be a closet, then to my right, where I saw a rather large window and a small twenty inch t.v., and finally the place I had been avoiding looking. Directly in front of me, where Lilly Truscott lay, hooked up to all sorts of machinery, barley hanging on to life. The only sign of life in this room was the steady beep of the heart monitor.
It broke my heart to see my best friend, who was usually so happy, fun and full of life, so broken and small. As I approached her, I noticed she was almost as pale and white as the room we were in. It was frightening.
Seeing her like this made it all real. Up until now I don't think it had fully sunk in. I mean I knew it had really happened, but I think a small part of me wanted to believe it was just a terrible nightmare. I would've taken her hand, but I didn't want to hurt her. the Dr. said she was still in critical condition, so I wasn't sure what was acceptable. I finally decided speaking to her couldn't hurt, so that's what I did.
(Lilly's P.O.V.)
Everything's so dark here. I can't see my hand in front of my face. Come to think of it, I can't feel my hand, and where exactly is here? These thoughts have been running through my head for awhile now. You don't realize how valuable a clock is, till you don't have one. Take away time and everything's just kind of a void. For all I know I could've been in this dark...cave? for years, or hours, or maybe just a few minutes, but there's no way of knowing, and that's scary.
I was just starting to really panic, when I heard a very soothing, rather familiar voice start speaking too me. Now, I said the voice was familiar, I didn't say I knew who it belonged to. In fact, come to think of it, I'm not really sure who I am, But that's beside the point. Right now I'm just happy somebody's here with me. I just wish I could make out what there saying.