Chapter 8
"Yes he is, Hannah he is here"
I had a few emotions running through my head at this point. I was happy we had finally found him but then I remembered where we were, The Trauma Center. If he was here then that must have meant he was in bad shape or maybe he wasn't alive at all, his dad was crying after all. "Is he alive?" Thats all I could say at the moment. Mr. John picked up his head a looked straight at me. "Yes!" My mom then spoke "Is he OK?" The doctor put his hand on Mr. John's shoulder and began to speak "He had severe trauma to his upper body, his right lung was punctured. We had to go in and do emergency surgery to repair that. He also suffered a few broken bones; left cheek bone, right arm and his right clavicle. When we brought him in he was awake and he was suffering from some serious pain. Right now we have him in an induced coma and the reason we did this is because he is still in a lot of pain and we want him to stay as comfortable as possible for now." It was a lot to take in. Oh my gosh, all this damage to one person. I looked to the doctor "When can we see him?" The doctor answered "I will come back out and get one of you at a time." I nodded my head and sat down. I was shaking and I was nauseous, I wanted to see him. I wanted to feel that heart of his beating. I needed to see for myself that he was alive. My mother and Mr. John were sitting on either side of me, I turned to Mr. John "Did you see any of the other guys? Are they here too?" "I didn't see any of them but im sure we will hear something very soon." He said.
The doctor came back "You can see him now, one of you at a time." James dad looked to me "You can go in, I saw him a little while ago, ill go in when you come back." I stood up and followed the doctor through the double doors, down a very long hallway and past rooms that had other patients in them. "Here you are." He said motioning toward the room. It was a little dark but I could see him laying on the bed. I walked in slowly, I felt tears fall from my eyes and hit my shirt. It didn't look like him. He had bandages on his face, his arm was in a sling that looked like it was taped to his body. The side of his face that wasn't covered in bandages had bruising all over it. He had a breathing tube in is mouth. I started to cry harder and harder as I got closer and closer. His lips were purple and both eyes were black. It didn't look like him at all. The monitors were beeping and buzzing rhythmically. I looked up at them and noticed the one that showed his heart beat and that was when I lost it. I fell to the chair put my head down and just cried. I grabbed his left hand and held it, it was almost life-less. It didn't hold mine back like it once did. "Please wake up and be OK. I need you to be OK." I just started talking, it came out of nowhere. "Please! I need you to wake up, I need to know that your OK. The doctor says you are going to be fine but I need to hear you say it." I paused and took a deep breath. I started to sob again. "I'm so sorry for the way we ended things. I didn't mean to hurt you, I hope you can forgive me. Im sorry that it took something like this to happen in order for me to tell you I was sorry but I am. Please God James wake up and tell me its all going to be fine. Please." After awhile, sitting there holding his hand and crying I looked at the clock. I had been in here for almost an hour. I stood up, leaned over to him and kissed his forehead "I love you James."
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Mr. John tried to tell my mother and I that we should head home and get some sleep. I wasn't going home though, not with James like this. I was staying here until he woke up. I had decided that I was going to get a hotel and stay here in LA until I knew more on James condition and then I would go home after that. My mother had gone home though. I had called work and explained everything to them and thankfully they completely understood and told me to take all the time I needed. We found out that Kendall and Carlos were here but Logan was not. Kendall's family had flown in from Kansas. We ran into them in the lobby. He had a couple of broken bones and a fractured sternum and he was awake. Carlos's family was now here from Florida and they had told us he was doing OK and was expected to make a full recovery. He also had a couple of broken bones. I was planning to go see Carlos before we went to a hotel to MAYBE get some sleep but first I was starving. I went to the cafeteria and grabbed a sandwich. I took two bites and threw it away. I couldn't eat anymore. I began heading toward Carlos's room. When I walked into to his room he was sleeping, I went to turn when I heard him speak. "Hannah?!" "Hey-" I said with a smile "-How are ya?" "I feel like I was in a plane crash." He said with a small giggle "But other then that OK I guess considering they have me pretty doped up on some serious meds now." I went further into the room and sat down in the chair next to his bed. We were quiet for a minute. "Have you seen him?" He asked. I just nodded looking down at my fingers. "How is he?" He asked another question. I looked up at him with tears in my eyes. Out of all the guys, besides James, I was probably the closest with Carlos, and that was because he and James were pretty close. Not that James wasn't close with the other two but he was the closest to Carlos. "Im not really sure, they say he will be fine but he is still sleeping, they say they really wont know anything as far as his injuries and the severity of them until he wakes up." Carlos put his hand over mine. "Hannah, he's going to be OK. We all know James, he's a fighter. He will pull through. He always does." I looked him in the eyes, "thank you". "No Problem" "What happened up there?" I asked. "In the plane before it-" I nodded "They pilot came on the thing and said we were about to land and to buckle our seat belts and by the time we got them on the plane started to rock and I really didn't think anything of it because that has happened before so we just thought 'ah whatever' but then it started to really rock and I started to get a little nervous. I looked over to Kendal who was sitting next to me and he was looking a little scared. The pilot came back on and said we were hitting some turbulence and their wasn't anything to worry about, the next thing I know everything went black. I woke up, I guess when we were on the ground and I could hear screaming,-" he paused, looking up at the ceiling, "-it was James. I couldn't get out of my seat belt to find him but I could see Kendall because he had sat beside me and Logan was on the other side, they were both, I guess knocked out. I couldn't see James though. He must have been thrown from him seat" I cringed at that thought "because he was sitting next to Logan by the window. Then I blacked out again and now I'm here."
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The next morning I went back to the hospital and sat in James' room. I went through email's and watched TV. His dad was in and out all day but we never really talked while we were both in there. I decided I would go get something to eat so I walked down to the café on the bottom floor. I sat by myself and drank my coffee. What was I going to say to him when he woke up? I'm sorry? I love you? What? Ugh! I just want him to wake up. I don't care if all he says to me is "I hate you" or whatever I don't care, I just want him to wake up and be fine. Whats going to happen once they are all out of here and normal again? I saw Kendall yesterday after I went to see Carlos. He was in good spirits and was talking about the plane crash. He said the last thing he remembered was the shaking of the plane and then he woke up here. Logan was at a nearby hospital, he wasn't air lifted they took him by ambulance. He had bumps and bruises and no broken bones. I would make my way to see him later today. His parents called Mr. John and said he was just really worried about James. They all were. He was the only one not awake. My phone buzzed in my pocket, "Hello" I answered. It was James' dad "Hannah, James is awake. He wants to see you." My heart stopped. Really!? He wants to see me. I made my way to the elevators then to the seventh floor and then to his room I stopped dead in my tracks when I saw him, sitting up in the bed. He looked to me and smiled that smile that could melt an ice-cube, I smiled back and made my way to him.