Yeah I know it's been awhile since I didn't update that story but I have a good reason. As you can see, that chapter is really long and is filled with some medicine information. Actually, I did a lot of researches to be well informed to give you a good chapter. Anyway, the wait is over and, because of that chapter, I am almost on the way to become a doctor.

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Loss

I was a strong girl. I always have been; even in the worst situations. Like that day, when my grandma died, I didn't cry. Not even at the funerals. I stayed fearless and kept standing. Death never scared me; for me it was just something we could see everyday. I was thinking so, until that day.

Derrick was lying on the ground between two rows of wheat. He was bleeding plentifully and was covered with bruises. I couldn't move for a second. It was like the whole world stopped. Nothing was right, nothing was wrong. I was feeling the pain the unconscious boy must have felt before losing his head. I couldn't help not to scream. No one heard me but I didn't care. My heart was bleeding for him; as a bullet had pierced my chest and went right through it. I couldn't stay there and watch him bleed harder; I had to get help. Before anything, I stretched for his hoodie remaining on the floor, ripped it in two pieces and pressed them on the bleeding parts. I hastily shoved my hand in my pocket to reach my phone. It touched nothing expect a gum pack and my wallet. Panic instantly reached me; if I didn't have my cellphone, I would have to leave Derrick and call help. But if I left Derrick, the bleeding would get worse...

Suddenly, I saw a tall old man passing nearby us. I couldn't let that chance pass.

"Hey! Help! Over here!"I yelled at the greyish haired man.

For a few nanoseconds, he looked around the field to see who was screaming. Finally, after I waved my hands in the air, he ran toward us. I was kinda impressed for an elder like him. I kept on waving until he was come to us. Facing the situation, he didn't act like I did; he right away took his little phone and dialled the emergency number. Then, he bent down and pressed his two fingers on Derrick's bloody skin neck.

"He's still alive but his pulsation is really low. They better arrive at time or else, he may die."

Cops were already there. The ambulance too. Paramedics were taking Derrick's body on a stretcher and hurried to the ambulance while giving him first aid. That must have been the most horrible scene I had attended. When I was glancing at the ground, there was blood. There was blood on my hands and on my clothes. There was blood everywhere. The old man that had called help for me was talking with a few cops when I made my way to the ambulance and felt something grabbing my wrist.

"Excuse me, miss..."

I turned to see a police officer stand behind me. I stayed quiet, but he continued.

"For the investigation, do you have any clue about who would have done that to him?"

I didn't know. All I had seen was a baseball bat remaining on the floor, covered with some bright blood. I couldn't examine it well because of the shock so this was all I could see. Suddenly, my head started to spin and I felt my heart heavy in my chest. All was turning fuzzy.

"Miss?"

I felt myself falling heavily in the officer's arms. I couldn't stand anymore. My body didn't respond to anything else. It was like I was dead for a few minutes.

I woke up in a white room. Windows weren't open but the curtains were drawn. My head was still spinning like if I had been on a rollercoaster all day long. My mind was all messed up and my whole body hurt. I seemed to be alone in the room and I noticed that I was lying down on a strange bed. It immediately popped in my mind; I was at the hospital... But why? Derrick was harmed so why was I at his place?

A curly blond haired and sexy nurse happened to be standing right in front of me while I was doing an inside babble. She was checking my file and when she noticed I was woken up she waved her hand at my direction.

"Hi, Miss..."She checked the notepad she was holding and glared back at me. "Sanchez. Glad you just woke up."

I looked all around the room to turn back at the nurse with big boobs (I swear they were huge!).

"Why am I here?"

"You have fainted. Lucky the ambulance was already there for―"She said before I cut her off.

"Where's he? Where's Derrick?"

The nurse's gaze softened and she began to avoid my eyes.

"Well, Derrick Thomas is in... in the intensive-care unit. He's in the coma."

I couldn't believe what I had just heard. I knew Derrick's injuries were painful but not that grave. My head was spinning faster and faster and I didn't know how to react. I didn't know how to face this. It was so hard not to feel sorrow. Derrick loved me. He told me he did. And I was wondering who could have done that atrocity. Everyone in school liked Derrick. He had sport skills that guys were looking for. He was intelligent. He was kind and really cute. I couldn't understand who could have done that. The only image still remaining in my head was the bloody baseball bat.

"I want to see him."I told the nurse while straightening myself.

"But you're still stunned. You should stay to bed..."

"I want to see him now!"I insisted, gazing witheringly at her.

She glanced down at the floor and looked back at me. She sighed and checked her notepad.

"Okay, I'll see what I can do with the doctor. Derrick is operated right now so..."

And she disappeared behind the door.

I was destroyed. Derrick was between life and death and I wasn't near him to hold his hand. Tears blurred my eyes again and I wept for a long time and fell asleep.

When I woke up, the curtains were drawn and my parents were next to me. My mom was running her finger through my hair and my father was holding my hand. They were both staring blankly when they noticed that my eyes were open.

"Oh honey! We were so worried about you! How are you going?"Said my mom, kissing my forehead.

I straightened myself on the bed and hugged both of them.

"I'm okay. I wanna see Derrick."

"You should stay here. You need some rest."Insisted my dad.

"I won't take some rest if I don't see Derrick. I won't."I replied.

Suddenly, the nurse came back in while twirling her hair and interrupted us.

"Miss Sanchez, there's someone else for you that wants to see you alone."She practically underlined the word 'alone'.

My parents didn't ask any questions and kissed my forehead again to finally leave the room along with the blonde.

I waited a minute for the 'special' visit. I came out that the person I especially didn't want to see came.

"Hi Court."Said Duncan while stepping slowly toward me.

"What do you want? Get the hell out of here!"

"I don't wanna fight. Not today. I am really worried about you, princess."

"And why do you worry? You don't even care about me."I said while straightening myself up again.

He sat next to me and put his hand on my forearm to slip it slowly to my rist.

"I do care about you. Now I realize it. You dying is the end of my world. I should have told you this more often when we were together."

"You don't even know the story! Derrick is near death and you take advantage of the situation to try to get me back?"

I didn't let him drown me in his lies. His eyes were staring deeply in mine but I still had that bad feeling passing through m veins.

"Wow, your French boyfriend is near death? Didn't know."

"You did. That is evident. We were hanging together all day long today."

He was still faking a compassion smile but I could see madness in his eyes. Duncan never liked Derrick. He told me so when we were making out the last Friday.

And his father was playing baseball every Wednesday with the whole family...

And Duncan already got a guy to emergency because he had stared at him in juvie. 10 stitches...

And Duncan had a violent temperament...

And he hated Derrick...

He couldn't have done that. He couldn't! He was not the kind of guy that would hate so much somebody else to death. But maybe he tried to hit him just enough for him to go to the hospital. Or maybe he tried to hit him strongly so he could be out of the way. And I being around Derrick today didn't help. I couldn't admit it that it might be the truth.

Suddenly, I noticed a little scar on Duncan's hand. It wasn't bleeding but there was a red line.

"What is that?"I asked him.

He avoided my eyes for a moment and came back responding.

"Uh... it's just a little incident I had with my pocket knife."

I didn't believe what he said. I persisted.

"What were you doing when I was with Derrick?"

He seemed uncomfortable.

"I was with Geoff and that Ben Murray guy, you know; that dude you don't like."

"And what were you doing?"I insisted.

"We were planning on stealing paint sprayer from the art class."

He avoided my eyes again. It was the final bite.

"You don't like Derrick, don't you?"

"What do you mean?"

"Just go, please. I'll be out the hospital y tomorrow afternoon."

While saying that last sentence, I pressed on the button on the side of my bed to call the nurse. She came in fast and I told her to accompany him to the exit. When she came back, I just told her one thing.

"I would like to meet the inspectors tomorrow. I have some information."

It was almost 11 and the nurse finally decided to take me to see Derrick. I was all nervous but really excited and scared. She took me in front of the door of one of the intensive-care unit and stayed for awhile. The room was practically made of glass and I could see an unconscious Derrick lying on the bed. He was all different than he used to be. His parents were staying next to him, seeming to have poured some tears and really tired. I knocked next to the door for them to hear me. Her mother walked toward me and I could see her puffy eyes looking confusedly at me.

"Hi. I, uh, I am Derrick's girlfriend. I know, it's really sad to meet in that kind of situation."

"You are together?"She asked in a French accent that was, by the way, really charming.

"Yeah, we've been dating since Saturday night."I responded, really shy and embarrassed.

"And you discovered him..."

She didn't finish her sentence, trying to stifle some tears.

"Yeah, I did."

"Come on in. I'm sure he would like to see you."She said warmly despite her sadness.

She moved aside, letting me penetrate the room. Derrick was connected with tons of cables and seemed to be in a deep sleep. I shook his father's hand and they left me alone with him. I heard them mumbling some things in French. I don't think they were bad.

I sat beside Derrick and stared deeply at him. There was that machine next to him calculating pulsation that was doing some "beeps". Just like in movies. I took the boy's hand and held it tight.

"I miss you."I began

"You really scared me this afternoon. I thought you were dead. But if you're here, that means you're still alive..."I slightly giggled nervously with my boyfriend in coma that didn't react.

"Well, I'm happy that you didn't give me up and your parents seem to be really good people. I like them."I paused to look at him. Even if he had a lot of stitches, he still looked like that lovely boy I had met 4 days ago. He was still the one I loved. I felt myself sobbing when I continued.

"I love you Derrick. If you could just give me a sign, it would be fine."

The heart pulsations began to go faster. The beeps were coming closer to each other.

"Derrick?"I said softly.

It was going faster and faster and suddenly, I just heard a steady sound. It was not regular beeps; it was a long high-pitched sound. I didn't feel anything beating anymore. Suddenly, a big gang of doctors rushed into the room and forced me to leave. Derrick's parents were behind me and were confused. In a blink of eye, the doctors were all gone in the hallway, running like crazies. His parents were following and I stayed there, suddenly figuring out what just happened. I had stayed there, in the middle of the hospital hallway, for minutes till I could say something.

"They are losing him."

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PS: Just wanna tell you; Courtney's last name is Sanchez but her father's is Allen. Reason: I don't see any. Anyway, just review XD