What a Drag
Chapter 19
Now I looked all this stuff up, but the medical stuff might be wrong.
Gabriella's POV
I could hear people, but I just couldn't open my eyes. They felt heavy. There's a baby screaming. "Someone call 911!" I heard a guy yell. He sounded close. Why does he want someone to call 911? I ran my tongue pressed up against the roof of my mouth to get some saliva into my mouth. It felt dry and the taste of blood stained my mouth. Car crash. There was a car crash. "Catherine." I managed to mumble out.
"Ma'am, can you hear me?" the same guy called out to me. I managed to let out a groan. My leg was caught on something. "Can you move?"
I opened my eyes and looked around. "I can't, my leg is tuck on something." I yelled back to him. I didn't want to talk, but we had to get out. "The cops are here, don't worry." The guy yelled back and that was the last thing I remember before passing out as the pain in my leg shot through my body.
There's beeping now. No yelling or screaming, just calm voices. My chest hurt.
"Yeah you're a good girl." I heard. It was a mans voice. It was familiar. I licked my cracked dry lips and opened my eyes slowly, but then shut them quickly because of the bright lights in the room.
"Hey, look I think mommy's waking up." I heard the man say again. Why did he sound so familiar? I opened my eyes and turned my head slowly. There Troy and Catherine sat looking at me. Troy smiled at me as Catherine reached her arms out as she tried to reach for me. "Hey." He whispered.
"Wha…" I stated to say, but my throat was dry.
"Oh, I know." Troy said standing up with Catherine on his hip. He walked across the room and started to get something. I looked at him; he was still in his scrubs from work. Wait were we at the hospital?
"Ok, so we can't let you drink regularly because a small piece of glass got in your throat after you passed out again. Your throats fine, just won't be able to talk for a while, well you can talk, but only in hush voices. You have a broken leg and about eight stitches on your forehead, nothing too traumatizing. And three broken ribs, but we set them back in place. We have you doped on morphine so you can't feel any pain…yet." Troy said putting an ice chip in my mouth. I took it gratefully and looked at him in my confused face.
"Why am I here?" I asked.
"You and the gang got in a car crash." Troy said looking at me.
The car hit us…
"Is everyone ok? Is Catherine ok?" I asked letting my voice get to its highest, but I soon regretted it as my throat began to sore with pain.
"Catherine managed to only escape with a bruise on her upper arm and just a small crash. Of course she had an asthma attack, but she's fine and she had fun with the chief." Troy said smiling down at his little girl.
"You never answered about the others." I started looking at them.
"Um…Well Taylor is out in the church. She's fine just small scratches; Sharpay bruised cheek and three broken ribs, but same as you she's got them set and she's on morphine. She woke up an hour ago as I was told by a nurse. Zeke was by her side. He wasn't injured at all. Just a glass got stuck in his shoulder, but we got it out. It wasn't too deep to hit any arteries. He's bandaged up. Ryan has a broken nose and jaw. We set them both in and he has sprained his right ankle he's ok. He woke up and Kelsi is with him." Troy said to me. He looked down at Catherine who had his finger in her mouth. She started biting down on it and I smiled. She was starting to teeth.
"Wait, what about Chad?" I asked looking at him.
"Gabriella…" Troy was saying, but my door opened. Sharpay came into the room being pushed in a wheelchair by Zeke.
"You, you took too long to wake up." Sharpay yelled at me. It looked liked she had been crying for hours.
"Yeah, why are you up?" Troy asked from his spot.
"You, shut the hell up. I'm on morphine and I can't feel pain. Now you had to wait at least a day to wake up?! You have no idea what you have missed." Sharpay yelled I watched as Zeke sat down in a chair next to Troy. Sharpay was rambling on and on till the door opened. Taylor came in and looked at me. Tears were running down her cheeks.
"Oh Gabi." She said sobbing. She came over to me and hugged me close. I couldn't feel the pain so I just hugged her back while I laid down.
When she pulled away she sniffled and wiped her tears away.
"Guys, what the hell is going on? Where's Chad?" I asked. Again. I regretted using my loud voice.
Glances were exchanged around the room, but finally Zeke spoke up because Taylor went over to Sharpay and they started crying. My eyes went wide. I could feel my heart thumping against my rib cage and I didn't like it. I could hear it thumping in my ears as no one spoke. "He's not…is he?" I asked as my own tears formed in my eyes.
"No, he's not." Zeke started out. I let out a sigh of relief as I closed my eyes and opened them again. "The car hit him directly in the side. His whole left side is bruised and battered. His leg is broken. And he'll have a long scare running down the side of his face but hey the bushy hair of his can hide it." Zeke said trying to lighten the mood.
I gave a weak smiled but waited for him to go on. "Um, he went into shock because of the driving stick. When the car made an impact on us it caused Chad to fall onto…well actually forced onto the driving stick. It hit his appendix which started bleeding. He lost a lot of blood, but thankfully they had his type in the blood bank. Um…it was just an organ rupture, but Troy went straight into surgery and fixed it...well removed it. He removed the appendix." Zeke said.
"Ok then why are they crying?" I asked not really getting it.
"He…he stopped breathing for a couple minutes on the table. It took at least eleven minutes to get a pulse. H…the surgery was a day ago. He should've woken up. But he didn't, he's in a coma, Gabi." Sharpay said wiping her tears away, but only to form new ones.
"A coma? Ok guys stop joking. I mean I know we're all jokers, but seriously come on." I said searching their faces. Taylor still cried into Sharpay's shoulder. After about five minutes I knew they weren't joking. My own tears started to form and I could taste the salt water as one touched my mouth.
"Oh god." I mumbled as I dug the heels of my hands in my eyes to stop the tears. "Can I see him?" I asked.
"Gabi, you have three broken ribs." Troy said to me.
"So Sharpay ahs two…I think and she looks fine. She's on morphine and so am I. I can do it, let me see him. Please, you all went and saw him, I didn't." I said looking at everyone.
"I'll go get the nurse." Troy said standing up and giving Taylor Catherine. He left the room and I looked at her.
"How did she escape?" I asked them.
"She was just lucky I guess." Zeke said. I nodded my head and waited for Troy to comeback. A few minutes later he wheeled the chair next to my bed. It took a while because of all my wire, but we made it.
My morphine bag was hanging from the stool on the wheelchair. I took Catherine in my lap and looked at the pink cast on my leg. I smiled and knew it Sharpay's fault for the pink. Her name was signed and sp was everyone else's including Kelsi's. Ryan's looked sloppy as hell, but I would expect him, he was injured in the crash badly.
Troy wheeled my into the room and Sharpay soon entered with Zeke pushing her. Taylor entered, but stayed by the door watching Chad as his monitors beeped.
Chad looked worse than Troy described him. He looked like hell. A nasty bruise sat on he left cheek and a stitched cut running down from his eyebrow to his mouth. I smiled at the memory we had together. We had to sing this song for class it was fun, but I couldn't stand him back then. After we went over the song the first time, I noticed the way he smiled as we practiced for the song. That's how I met his girlfriend Taylor. I had introduced them to Sharpay, Ryan and Zeke. We then all became friends. "What's the chance of him waking up?" I asked.
"Um…my guess is less than fifty." Troy said quietly.
"And if he does wake up, will he…will be mentally retarded?" I asked. (NO OFFENSE!)
"We can't know till he wakes up." Sharpay said gazing at the sleeping body in front of us.
"Why is there a tube down his throat?" I asked. Yeah I know seven years at med school and I don't know what's going on.
"His lung was punctured, but we repaired it. The machine is just helping him breathe." Taylor said wearily from her spot. I looked under her eyes and saw dark circles. She must've stayed awake all night.
"She was discharged this morning." Sharpay whispered to me.
"She didn't go home yet?" I whispered back. She nodded her head no and I let out a sigh.
"Ryan, I want to see him too." I said as Catherine went limp in my arms. I looked down at her as her small chest rose and fell. Sharpay was being rolled next to me.
"Ok, so Ryan can't talk for at least three more days, but he has a board." Sharpay said smiling.
"Does his jaw hurt?" I asked.
"Hell, they had to set it back in when he was awake and not on morphine." Zeke said.
"Were you discharged too?" I asked him. He nodded his head.
"I'm getting out tomorrow morning." Sharpay said giving a small smile.
"What about me?" I asked looking at Troy.
"You get out in two days. We just need to make sure you don't strain your voice too much." Troy said.
I looked at Ryan as I was wheeled in after Sharpay.
Ryan gave a weak smile as he wrote something down. He held up the board. 'How are you?'
I gave a small laugh. "I should be asking you that." I said looking around his jaw. It was black and purple and blue and…ew green. "I'm good, how's your jaw?" I asked looking at it still.
'Fine.' He replied. I nodded my head and looked at Kelsi. She was sleeping in her dark blue scrubs in the hospital chair. Her glasses on her nose and her legs crossed.
"Dr. Neilson please report to room 104 for surgery. Dr. Neilson."
At that note Kelsi was up and walking over to Ryan. "Ok, I just need to get this surgery done. It won't take more than four hours." She said to Ryan she shook his head yes as she left the room. She said a quick hello and good-bye to us.
We sat in Ryan's room, but I handed a fussing Catherine over to Troy as I wheeled myself out of Ryan's room. I gave a few pushes and rolled into Chad's room. Taylor sat by his bed holding his hand. I positioned my chair next to hers and wrapped an arm around her. Taylor finally let her face fall into the neck of my shoulder. Her arms tangled around my neck as she cried. I could feel the warm tears fall onto the thing gown I had on me and slip onto my bare shoulder.
"It's going to be okay, Tay. You know Chad, he's a joker, but stubborn as hell. He loves you too much too leave you. He'll be back before the wedding. He won't leave you." I whispered into her ear.
"I'm…I'm so Scared." She sobbed harder into my shoulder.
"We all are. We all are." I said to her. I rubbed her back and patted it and then went back to rubbing it.
"I should've seen the car coming." She said to me.
"Hey, no one could've predicted this. You can't blame yourself Taylor." I said to her.
Taylor sniffled, but soon started crying. About what seemed like hours Troy entered the room. Taylor had fallen asleep on my shoulder, but I didn't want to wake her because there was a pain shooting through my body. Troy had lifted up in bridal style and placed her on the bed next to Chad's. Troy sat down in Taylor's chair.
"What happened to the people in the other car?" I asked looking at him.
"They lived. Nothings harmed to the two teenagers. Just a broken wrist and leg." He said calmly.
"Which room?" I asked.
"Third floor, second ward and room 9, why?" he asked me.
"Alcohol levels?"
".12" Troy answered.
I turned my wheelchair around and started pushing as fast as I could out of the room. I reached the elevator and pushed the up button. "Gabriella no, you are not going to them." Troy said standing behind me.
The doors opened and I went in as Troy pushed himself in. "No, I want to see them men who could've killed my baby girl AND I want to kill them for doing what they did to us!" I said. I didn't care if people around me in the elevator looked at me weirdly.
Once the floor binged I went straight to ward two. I pushed myself, not caring if my hands started to burn. Troy wasn't far behind me as I entered room nine. There sat two boy teenagers laughing. LAUGHING!
"You fucking bastards!" I yelled as I rolled. They looked at me as I sat between their beds.
"Who are you?" one asked.
"Maybe she's from the psycho ward." The other boy said laughing.
"Oh, I'll fucking show you psycho." I said to them about to push myself up form my wheelchair.
"Gabriella." Troy said. I left my self fall back into my seat and glared at them two teenagers.
"Thank you doctor, can you escort her out." The blond boy said.
"No." I heard Troy say. Yay, I was going to have my fun time. But before I could open my mouth Sharpay came wheeling in. "You fucking bastards!" She yelled. I looked at her as she wheeled next to me.
"Jeez another psycho." The green head one said.
"Psycho?! You think I'm a psycho. No but if you want me to be then yes I am one!" she said glaring at them and turning to me. "What do you think?"
"Oh I don't know. We can inject air into their veins. That'll get them dead." I said as I heard Zeke running in.
"Ok what the hell do you want?" the brown hair kid asked.
"You were drunk driving! You hit our car. Our best friend who is supposed to get married is in a coma!" Sharpay yelled.
"You could've killed us and my baby." I said.
"Did you guys not learn to NOT drink and rive? Hell should you too be drinking? You're sixteen!" Sharpay yelled.
"You broke our friend's jaw. Half of us are in casts and we will be scared!" I yelled. "Oh thanks for the pink." I mumbled to Sharpay.
"You're welcome. I told Troy." She laughed a little then went back to serious mode.
"Do we have matches?" I asked.
"OH that's a good idea. Matches!" Sharpay said.
"What going on in here?" we all turned to see two armed officers in the room.
"Nothing we just came to see these two idiots. Have a fucking nice life. I hope you rot in hell!" I said wheeling myself out.
"And you look stupid with green hair!" Sharpay wheeled herself out after me.
"I'm serious about this one. We get matches." Sharpay said.
"I agree, but as long as it isn't my penis." Troy said taking over for the pushing.
"Same here." Zeke said pushing Sharpay.
Nine at night and I was still awake. I had yet to morn and cry and yell and not eat over Chad's condition. It's just been one hell of a day and I was still progressing everything when the police came in to take photos of my injuries and taking my statement. Chad could still live. Hell he better live. I heard a knock on my door and I looked up. Troy stood in his jeans and shirt as he walked into my room.
"How you doing?" he asked.
"They lowered my morphine." I said looking at him.
"Awe, you must be in so much pain." He said sitting down.
"I don't know. I can't feel anything." I said looking at him. I was still laying down on my side.
"Well you'll feel everything in the morning. Chad's stats are doing well. There's brain activity, so he's not brain dead. Ryan is still morphine up and Sharpay is lowered. Catherine is with Kelsi tonight. She has everything. She has my number and pager just in case. I told her about the medicine for cat and she knows what to do."
I smiled and then couldn't help, but feel my nose tingle as tears swam out of my eyes. "Awe Gabi." Troy said getting off the chair and pulling me up. He sat on my bed and rocked me to sleep.
"Shh…it's going to be ok." He whispered to me.
Everyone has their breakdown…right now I was having mine. Ryan can't talk, Sharpay is pissed, Taylor is depressed, Catherine's ok, Zeke is fine, and Chad…Chad's in a coma…my best friend in a coma…
A/N OK so I can't really do a long author's note. I'm trying to update three more stories because I'm leaving for Las Vegas for a week. Woo! No computer there, so hopefully there's lots of reviews. This chapter was actually longer, but I had to split in two parts haha. Ok if I don't reply to any reviews from the last chapter I'm VERY and deeply sorry. I'm in such a hurry and I might be skipping the replies. Um…I leave Wednesday, but I'm packing ALL day tomorrow and yeha. Lol.
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