''GO GO!''
Jerry and Grace yell in unison. They are sitting on my couch, shoulder to shoulder, watching the game. Milton and Julie are sitting in my dining room talking about physics or something, while giggling.
Nerds.
Kim had to leave after a short call from her mom. She wasn't here for five minutes then she just left. I was bummed until Eddie told me a joke about the time he crashed his station wagon. It was his first car and he had it for 4 years until he got his second car. He thought it was a perfect time to get drunk and randomly crash his car into a wall. He didn't get hurt but he was grounded for a month.
I hop on the kitchen counter and sigh.
''I mean we haven't even talked about the kiss.''
I was in the kitchen with Eddie, talking out my problems.
''Jack, women are complicated like chocolate... wrapped in bacon.'' he said smiling.
I didn't know how to respond to that so I just smiled and shook my head. Eddie is so random but that's just the way he is. Next, Jerry walked into the kitchen with wide smile.
This is gonna be funny.
''Hey, Jerry what up with ya face?'' I asked trying to keep from laughing.
He looked from Eddie to me, ''huh?''
''Dude, you look like your crush punched you then kissed you then punched, again.'' Eddie stated.
''What are you guys talking about?''
I sighed, ''you like Grace.''
His cheeks got so red, they were redder than a stoplight. He looked down then back up at us, he moved deeper into the kitchen and close to us.
''Is it that noticeable? He asked.
We both nodded with smirks.
He sighed, ''will you guys come in here to make it less awkward?''
Eddie grabbed his scotch and made his way to the living room. Jerry not to far behind him. I grab some cream soda from the fridge.
That's when things got blurry.
I close the fridge and hold on to the handle, dizziness over came me. I rubbed my eyes but it only got worse. I gripped the harder as a headache began to grow. Pounding my like a hammer, I try to register what is happening to me. I can't see, I can't think and I could barely hear.
That's when it happened.
I faintly hear someone call me but I can't respond. I shut my eyes to get rid of the blurriness, only to make it worse. I open them to see flashes of something I couldn't make out what it was. All I knew was that color had drained from the world around me and couldn't see my living room couches anymore.
The flashes began become clearer. That's when I realized that I was looking at assorted senses of a flashback. It was all out to order but I did recognize the road with trees on both sides. It was only there for a few seconds before it changed. One second it was the moment I hit Grace then it was in the cop car afterwards.
It started to drive me crazy.
Seeing the accident over and over brought tears to my eyes. I scream out in pain and horror. The headache increase until I swore my brain started to bleed. My screams grew louder as the pain increase. Then suddenly my whole body relaxed and everything went black.
/.
''Mr. Brewer, can you hear me?''
I didn't open my eyes but I wanted the doctor to know that I was fine-ish. I nodded, my eyes still closed.
''I need to see your eyes, Mr. Brewer.''
Obeying I slowly move my eyelids to try to open them. After a few seconds of trying, squinting at first, I get my eyes open.
I'm in a hospital.
It didn't take long to figure it out. I mean I'm talking to a doctor, I'm not in my clothes and I'm not at home. I looked around the room. I was a rather plain room with a window my left and a T.V in the front right corner of the room. A cushioned seat was either side of the bed. The doctor waved a small light across my face. I focused on it until he moved it.
''Uh, Doc what happened?'' I asked.
''We don't really know, we do know that you had an extensive amount of alcohol and an unknown drug in your system. The amount you had should have killed you but you immune system fought it off. Yours happens to be stronger than normal, its something of a miracle. Now I would like to ask you a few questions.''
I lay there trying to let it all set in.
Drugs and alcohol?
''Did you drink anything alcoholic on the night you lost conscious?'' he asked.
I thought for a moment, ''no.''
''Did you take any drugs?''
''No, I don't know what happened to me one moment I was fine, the next I couldn't see, hear or speck. And no to mention the splitting headache.'' I replied.
''I can't diagnose you ye-''
''Did anyone come and visit me?'' I asked cutting him off.
He looked at me for a moment, as if second guessing. I sighed and nodded.
''Well, there was the pale Latino...''
Jerry.
''And his pretty brunette friend...''
Grace.
''Then there was the hilarious Eddie, his skinny nerd friend and his girlfriend...''
''You know Eddie?'' I questioned.
''Yeah, who doesn't,'' he answered.
I nodded. There was one person in particular I wanted to see though.
''Has a blonde, by any chance, come to see me?''
''No, she couldn't...''
She couldn't?
''She is, if my watch and schedule are right, at an appointment with an Ultrasound Technician.''
Something wasn't right, I'm so confused.
''What is an Ultrasound Technician?'' I asked my eyes on the door.
''They do ultrasounds for pregnant women... I'll have a nurse check on you in an hour, if you need anything just press the red button.''
I didn't lift my eyes from the door. So, he just walked out it, wasn't until he closed the door that I broke down. I must have cried for 15 minutes straight. I wasn't crying because I didn't understand. I was crying because I understood. I felt if I was Jerry and lived in ignorant bliss all the time things would be easier. Not only did it hurt that she was pregnant with her boyfriends baby. She didn't even tell me. Sighing heavily, I turned on my side and tried to sleep.
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