Well shucks. I hadn't known my story was so liked. Blushies! Well, okay then. I love happy readers, so here you are my pretties, and new chapter.
Do I have to say it? Ugh, fine… Idon'townLemonadeMouth! There I said it! Don't make me say again… :P
Scott nervously paced the hospitals waiting lounge. Ever so often he would run his fingers threw his hair and took a yank at it. He sighed and sat down, closing his eyes as if they'd clear his mind if hadn't seen the other anxious family members or friends staring at him like he commented a crime. But to him, he did. He was the reason Olivia ran out, he was the reason she was upset. He leaned back in his uncomfortable hospital chair and tried desperately to relax. Right as he found his comfortable position, the doctor decided now to speak to him.
"Olivia White?" The doctor's voice filled the silent waiting room. Scott's eyes snapped open, he stood and stuck his hand in the air, gesturing that he was with her. The old man noticed and nodded, walking towards the boy. "Well, she has several head injuries. We ran some tests, no broken bones, nothing too serious; however, she's going to feel drowsy for a while. Several scars on her arms where I suppose she was hit, and bruises as well. No, instant movement, such as jumping, dancing, sports of any kind is out until further notice. She's going to feel very tired for hours; we infected her with pain medication. Completely safe, other than that, she should be fine."
Scott breathed in deeply. "Um… are their certain foods she should watch out for?" He asked.
"Well, we recommend liquids for the next couple of days. Soup, jello, yogurt, ice cream, etcetera. She's going to stay the night today, but tomorrow, she can leave. Do you have any contact of her parents?"
He stays silent for a moment, but shakes his head. "They died three weeks ago. She lives with her Grandmother. I don't know her name or… or her number." He chocks out, on the verge of tears. The doctor notices and places a hand on his shoulder.
"She your girlfriend?" He asked, and Scott feels a sudden amount of guilt hitting his stomach.
"N-no, just a... a friend." He says staring at the floor. The Doctor removes his hand and nods.
"Well, you can see her in a bit. We're just putting stiches in her arm, then-"
"Stiches?" He suddenly asks, cutting the old man off. "You never said anything about stiches." He says, his nostrils flaring at the sudden anger.
"Well, yes. She needs stiches in her arm-"
"How much? How many stiches?" He demanded, getting angrier and angrier.
"Sir, she only needs four stiches." Scott, who's now embarrassed at his sudden outburst, nods shyly. "I'll let you know when they're finished." Scott nods and the Doctor leaves the waiting room, and disappears through a door. Scott sighs and sits yet again. He takes his phone out the bottom of his jeans and calls Mo.
His left hand clutching tightly the phone, while his other's balled in a fist, his elbow resting on the arm rest, his head relaxed on his fist.
"Hello," she answers on the third ring.
"Mo, are you with the rest of the band?"
"Scott, no I'm just with Stella and Charlie, don't be mad okay, we were just-"
"Mo, listen, get to the local hospital, now."
A pause is heard over the phone, "… Scott are you okay?"
"I'm fine, but Olivia's in there, I think she'd want to see you. Call Wen," he demands, shutting his eyes.
"Scott, what happened?"
"I'll tell you later, just come." With that, he hung up, and placed the phone on his thigh, falling into a light slumber.
Soon enough, Lemonade Mouth rushed to the hospital. Once Mo spotted Scott, she ran up to him, finding him asleep. She shook his arm, and he quickly woke up. "Scott, where's Olivia? What happened?" She instantly asked out of breath.
"She was hit by a car…" he says silently, looking at his legs. Gasps fill their mouths, and Wen rushes over to him.
"When?"
He looks up and stands, "About seven."
Wen sighs, "That's when I left…"
"How do you know?" Stella asked, addressing the question to Scott.
"I… I was sort of their when it happened."
"What the hell Scott?" Stella yelled, "You ran her over you…" she stops herself and places her hands on her face, trying to calm down. She turns her body away from his and sits at an available seat.
Mo, who was now sobbing walked over to her boyfriend. "Tell me, is it true? Did you run over Olivia?"
"No, I didn't I swear." He sighs. Mo shakes her head.
"Scott, this is no time to kid around, did you?"
"Why don't you believe me, of all people? I didn't run her over. It was raining, and she was on her bike. I asked her to get in the car but before I knew it, she was hit."
"Why the hell, were you with her in the first place?" Stella spat.
"I… I was in detention and I talked to her…" he admits.
"And," she gestures to go on.
"And, she got angry at me and left."
"So this is your fault!" Charlie yells, causing dirty looks from the other parents or friends, but he shakes it off.
"Look, I-"
"Um, excuse me sir, but, you can see Olivia now," the old man returned, smiling as he held the door open, "Two at a time." Everyone exchanged glances, but looked at Wen, who was sitting in a seat, burying his face in his hands.
"Wen, you wanna go first?" Stella asks softly. Wen looks up, and stands.
"I guess so," he shrugs, but still very much downed.
"I'll go with." Mo says, her eyes never landing on Scotts.
"Mo," he begins as he takes a step forward towards her, but Charlie being the protective guy he was, stepped in front of her, causing him to back off.
"Scott, we'll talk later…" she looks down, and the doctor clears his throat, growing impatient. Mo looks up and nods, hooking arms with Wen, he gives her a weak smile, and she returns in, and the two walk down the pitch white floor.
The scene was nothing as if a hospital would look in the movies. There wasn't a stretcher being pushed down the hall. There was no doctor running from room to room. No, instead, it was calm. Wen hated this. But then again, he wouldn't want to be surrounded by, pain, or even death.
Once room 288 was in sight, the doctor walked in, along with Mo and Wen. They unattached arms and Wen decided to place his shaky hands in his pockets. Once the wall, which was to the left of the door that held the restrooms, ended, his heart feel. There, laid Olivia White. She looked so peaceful when she slept. Like an angel in unattractive hospital cloths, but somehow, she pulled it off.
He could hear Mo's slight sobs and sniffles here and there, and he wanted to join her, but he had to be strong. He looked over at Mo, and her tears were taking over her tan skin. The doctor readjusted her machine that was lying next to her beside her bed, which made Olivia look microscopic next to.
"I'll give you some privacy," he smiles and walks out the room. Wen looks back at Mo, who's now walking over at the blond. Wen does the same, and stands behind Mo.
Mo sobs and takes Olivia's hand. "Please Olivia, please. I know you're hurt, and you probably feel like shit right now but please… please just wake up." Wen feels a hot tear tickling his cheek. He touches it, but wipes it away. Mo turns her head away from her, unable to see her hurt body or she'll get sick. "I have to use the bathroom." She releases her hand and quickly walks to the restroom inside the Olivia's room.
Wen sighs and takes Olivia's hand. "Hey Liv," he chuckles slightly and looks down at her bed. Another tear falls and he looks back up, wiping it with his free hand. "I just… please wake up. Please, I'm sorry I left you. It's my fault I should've made sure you were home okay. I… I just really wanna see your eyes right now because they make me feel safe, even if you need the protection."
The bathroom door opens and Mo steps out. "Come on Wen, we should let the others visit her." She says, wiping her eyes of any stray tears. Wen looks at Mo, then at Olivia.
"Sure thing," he brings her hand up to his face, and gently kisses it. "I love you Liv," he says softly. He gently places her hand back by her side, and leaves her room with Mo.
Sooooooooooo… yeah. Okay, so writing this chapter was difficult because I'm fifteen, I'm not a doctor. But I tried my best… Anyway, since you readers are begging for my update, I gave you one. It's a sad one, and I know Wen and Mo are sort of over reacting, but hey, their best friends in the hospital, got hit by a car, her parents are dead, Scott's hitting on her, (Mo doesn't know this… yet) not to mention the little off and on Wen and Olivia romance. Sorry I didn't mention if he was lying or not, it will next chapter, which hopefully will be soon… I haven't wrote it yet…
So yes, I wrote these glorious five, now six, chapters in only three days. THREE FREAKING DAYS! I know, I know, praise me. Ha, but no. I'll try, try, oh so try to write a chapter every day, but good stories don't come very nigh… it has a process.
Until next time, reviews = new chapter… so… yeah. I'm desperate… hehe.