... Oh hey... I am still alive! I wasn't expecting this... I thought for sure that I would have been hunted down and beaten for that last chapter... I am truly sorry that you all had to go through that, I swear when I started this story I never intended for it to go like this... But apparently this story has taken on a life of its own and I am like all of you... Just along for the ride.
I hope that you like this new chapter.
Chance sat in the cold bright waiting room, the seat he was on was hard plastic and had quickly made his rear fall asleep. Not that he noticed this, his mind was a daze with the events that had happened. He couldn't remember the ride to the hospital, he had refused to leave the ambulance leaving little room for the paramedic to to sit comfortably. The whole ride he had never taken his eyes off of Jake and only left his side when the doctors wheeled him past the double doors. He had tried to force his way past but was threatened with getting kicked out if he went back there.
So there he was sitting in the almost empty waiting room waiting to hear something about his friend.
'Come on just admit to you're self that he is more then a friend.' His mind told him.
He growled low to himself shaking the words from his mind. Now was defiantly not the time to be thinking of something like that.
"You alright?" A deep voice asked.
Chance looked up and saw Detective Gilbert standing in front of him. He lowered his eyes.
"I have been better." He grunted. "They won't let me see him..."
"Its slandered in cases like this..." Gilbert said sitting down next to him. "He is lucky to have a brother like you..."
Chance snorted not taking his eyes off the floor. "I am not his brother, just a friend... a bad one."
"Oh? What makes you say that?" He asked.
A hollow laugh left Chance's throat as he looked at the detective. "If I was anything like a good friend I would have been able to help him. This wouldn't have happened to him."
Gilbert hummed before pulling a small black book from his coat pocket. "There is nothing that you could have done... you didn't know he was in trouble."
"It doesn't matter, I shouldn't have left him alone..." Chance sighed.
"Listen... I know that this is a bad time... but I need to ask you a few questions..." Gilbert said pulling a pen out too.
"Let me guess, you want to know if there was anyone who had it out for Jake?" Chance asked.
"Well... yes that would be helpful. We want to find out who did this so we can bring him to justice." Detective Gilbert said.
"Well let me save you some trouble, I know exactly who did this..." Chance said looking him in the eyes. "His name is Tank. He is a student at our school."
Detective Gilbert hummed and started writing in his note pad. "What makes you say that he did this?"
Chance snorted and began to tell him what had happened the other day in the lunch room."The way that Jake was acting after... He was almost crying after Tank had left." He finished.
The sound of writing was all that could be heard for a few minutes before Gilbert stood up. "I think that is all for now... but I will give you a call if there is anything else that comes up."
"Wait... Can I see Jake?" Chance asked.
Gilbert smiled and nodded his head. "I will see what I can do, I think that the doctors are done with him but you might have to wait until his parents get here."
No sooner had the words left his mouth then the doors to the hospital opened letting in a hestaric Mr. and Mrs Clawson.
"CHANCE!" Mrs. Clawson said rushing to him. "What happened? Is Jake alright? Where is he?" Her questions shot out faster then a bullet.
Before he could answer Detective Gilbert stepped between them and began talking to the parents.
Chance watched as the two where told about the attack and how they would find out the extent of what happened when the doctor came out. There was nothing more to do at the time except to wait and none of them wanted to do that. The three of them sat in the waiting room not talking as they waited for the doctor to come out. Hours passed and Chance was getting angry.
'Why hasn't he come out yet?' He thought to himself. 'The guy said that the doctors where done with him.'
The three of them continued to sit in the waiting room waiting for any kind of information. What seamed like an eternity later the double doors finally opened and one of the doctors walked out. The moment he started walking to them all three of them rushed to meet him.
"Mr. and Mrs. Clawson..." He began. "You're son is fine now and resting comfortably. We gave him some mild sedatives to help him rest but after all he has been through... we would like to keep him here for a few days. Just to make sure he is well."
The parents sighed and hugged each other tightly. The doctor nodded his head before putting on a look of concern.
"Now then, as far as what has happened to him... there was a large amount of pressure put on his shoulder. It was very close to being dislocated so we have place it in a holder to keep it from moving. My advice is for him to not use it for at least a week, possible two to be on the safe side. We are also still waiting for his blood work to come back so we can be sure that he hasn't contracted any virus..." He said but Chance cut him off.
"Wait... what do you mean by virus? You can't get a virus just from getting beat up."
The doctor looked at him confused before sighing. "Has no one been out to tell you anything?"
The three of them shook there heads making him sigh again.
"Maybe you should sit down. It might be hard for you to hear..." He said.
Mr. and Mrs. Clawson took seats but Chance stayed standing.
"Now this should have been told to you hours ago but... we have found clear signs of extreme trauma on you're son's lower body..." He explained.
"Wha... what do you mean by trauma?" Mr. Clawson asked.
"... There is clear signs that show that you're son... was raped..." He said clearly.
A gasp came from Mrs. Clawson and she burred her face into her husbands shoulder. A small growl came from Chance and he clenched his fist tightly.
"You... you can't be serious..." Mr. Clawson said.
He shook his head sadly. "I am afraid so. We found tearing showing signs of forced penetration along with dried blood mixed with semen. We where able to give a sample of the semen to the police so if the tom who did this is in the system they should be able to find him." The doctor said.
"Can we... can we see him?" Chance asked.
The doctor looked at him sadly before shaking his head. "Only family is allowed in at this time. They can go in but I am afraid that you must wait a few days..."
"So I am suppose to sit on my ass while my friend is laying in a bed after just getting raped and beaten by the biggest fucker in school!" He almost yelled.
Mr. Clawson looked up and spoke before the doctor could reply. "Chance... are you saying that you know who did this?"
He nodded his head. "I already told the detective, it was Tank! He had all but done this to him earlier in the week but I stopped him before he could. Not that I knew it at the time..."
"I am sorry, but it is the hospital rules. You can come back in a few days and see him then." The doctor said before walking back through the doors.
Chance stood there fuming before looking down at the parents. "You guys should go and see him, I'll..." He sighed. "I guess I'll be back in a few days..." He began to head for the doors that lead out side but was stopped by Mr. Clawson.
"Chance, we can't thank you enough for all you have done for Jake..." He said. "You have no idea how much happier he has been since meeting you."
"Thank you sir..." Chance said holding back a small sob.
"And... I know what it must be like for you to have to stand by and watch as you're best friend suffers." He went on. "I had to do the same thing once before, but let me tell you something... Taking revenge on the one who is responsible for it is no way to help anyone."
Chance was confused. "Sir... I don't understand."
"I know that look you have, even if you haven't realized it yet. You will head home tonight and at some point it will come into you're head that you can make the guy who did this pay for it. I know because the same thought came to me before." He pulled Chance close hugging him tightly. "I am telling you... let the police take care of it... do not go after this Tank."
Chance stood there shocked, he didn't know what to say or even what to think. He couldn't deny that in the back of his mind he had already been nursing the very idea of hunting Tank's tail down and beating him within an inch of his life.
"Mr. Clawson, what should I do then? I can't just sit back while Jake suffers..." Chance said.
"You have to son, if you don't then things could just get worse. For you and for Jake." Mr. Clawson said.
"Then what should I do!" He chocked tears starting to well up in his eyes.
"Be there for him, be his friend... and maybe even tell him how you really feel..." He told the younger Kat.
Chance snapped his head up in shock. "Wha... what do you mean?" He asked.
"Don't do that... not now after all this..." Mr Clawson said. "Both of us know how you feel about our son, we can see it plain as day when the two of you are together. It is love like I have never seen before. And you should tell Jack how you feel as soon as you can. It is what he needs now more then ever."
"But... but he couldn't possible..." Chance tried but was cut off by the older male.
"Don't give me that, I have seen how he is with you. He talks about you all the time, when you are around he can never take his eyes off you. He loves you, and you love him." Mr. Clawson said. "And in two days when you go to see him, I suggest that you tell him so..."
With that Mr. Clawson hugged Chance one last time before returning to his wife and leading her into the rest of the hospital where they where quickly taken to Jake's room.
Well this was more drama then anything else wasn't it? Oh well, I hope you liked it...