I am soooo sorry, I like havn't updated in like two weeks!
My apoligies, seriously! Although it wasn't my fault, but I can't exactly name the people who's fault it is.
But here it the next Chapter!
Enjoy . . .
Dan had a job to do, he had to contact everyone and tell everyone that Lucas had been found. His hand balled into a fist when he thought about how horrible Lucas had looked when he had found him.
Who would do something like that to a kid? Especially someone like Lucas, the boy wonder that was probably one of the only decent teenager out in the world at this day and age.
His son could die, that thought stopped the senior Scott in his tracks. It took all of the control that Dan had to keep himself from ramming his fist into the brick wall.
"Excuse me sir," the voice sounded from behind him.
Dan spun around to find a man, well he couldn't possibly be classified as a man, the 'man' looked barely old enough to be out of high school. He was dressed in a clad uniform, a police officers uniform.
"Look, I know you have questions but I have to go tell my son's . . . Lucas's friends that he's been found!" Dan stressed.
The officer nodded, and replied, "Sir, I understand but one of our officers is contacting them as we speak. I need a statement from you, and as soon as I get it from you, then I'll escort you to the hospital then you can check on Mr. Scott, okay?"
Dan knew that if he argued, he would end up spending the night in jail and no way to know if Lucas was okay. He relented and agreed he told the officer his account of what had happened when he found Lucas to the time the ambulance had come.
Karen fell apart, that's the only way she could manage to look at her son as they drove to the hospital. Her son looked like something out of the movie 'Living Dead' Blood covered the teen from head to toe.
She had watched as his blood soaked hoodie was cut away. She marveled at how quickly the medics worked and they're precision was like a sweet mantra, only today, they're mantra was working to save her sons' life.
She knew things were getting worse when one of the medic's cursed softly when dark bruises glared back at them from Lucas's stomach.
"He may have internal bleeding," a woman medic informed her.
Karen's stomach wrenched as if she were on a tilt-a-whirl. Internal bleeding meant that Lucas could die suddenly, and without warning.
The painful memories of what she had said to Lucas came flooding back to her in a whirlwind. She remembered every word as if she had practiced it over an over again. Eventually those words would fade, but the look on her son's face when she called him those things would forever stay a part of her, of who she is.
Karen was snapped back into the real world when she felt an insistent force shaking her by her shoulders. "Wha . . .?" she asked, dazed.
"Excuse me ma'am, are you okay?" The medic asked as he shone his bright penlight into her eyes. He had been watching her, making sure that she didn't lose it like other parents had done in her same situation. He saw her face turn from one of sullen, to horror, then shock.
She was beginning to show signs of shock. That realization wasn't one that surprised the young medic. Her son was barely hanging on to the threads of life, and the medic knew that the boys' mother could sense it too. It was a mothers' instinct.
"I'm fine," Karen assured. "I must have zoned out for a minute. Is there any change?"
The medic looked down at Lucas; the kid had clearly been put through hell. And as much as he could tell, it wasn't likely that the kid would live to see the next day.
The teenager was showing signs of massive internal bleeding, and on top of that, he looked like he might have possible hemorrhaging in the brain. The young man was also sporting one hell of a case of pneumonia. That alone could kill him, and with everything else combined it looked as if he might be succumbing to his mortality.
"He's getting worse ma'am, but we're working as quickly and hard as we can to get him stabilized," the medic informed the terrified mother.
Karen nodded; it was the only thing she could bring herself to do without falling apart, or possibly passing out.
She wanted to so badly brush the hair from his forehead, to take that ugly mask from his expressionless face. She wanted to use her motherly powers to save her only son. If she were to lose him, she would fall apart and become everything she had come to disdain in the world today.
And for the first time in a long time, she was wishing that Keith was right beside her holding her hand and telling her that Lucas would pull through.
"He's in Asystole!" One of the medic's screeched.
Karen's eyes opened wide, her baby was flat-lining.
TBC, and thank you to everyone who read and/orreviewed, I appreciate them!