OHMIGOD! I am horrible! I am sincerely sorry that this took forever to update, but things with college have been starting to kick in this week and blah. But still, I love you enough to give you this small little chapter.
Jenny sat next to the hospital bed that held the unconscious Mike. Her elbows were resting on her knees and wrung her hands until there was no blood circulation.
Four hours of surgery, Mike had gone through. Four hours of Jenny threatening the nurses to let her in the operating room, or at least letting her know about Mike's condition. Four hours of angry tears and worries. Four hours of Briggs trying to calm his sister down with every technique in the book, but not had no success.
Now, five hours later, she was sitting in a hospital room, waiting for Mike to wake up from surgery. They were able to remove the bullet successfully, but it had scraped the lining of his stomach, and caused a lot of internal bleeding. Luckily, they were able to repair the tear and able to get the internal bleeding under control. Renaldo and Buzz-kill had not been as lucky as Mike, as they died before arriving at the hospital. Now, all that was left to do was to wait until Mike woke up.
Briggs and Johnny had gone out to get some food for them, leaving Jenny alone with Mike, and her thoughts. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw the bullet tear through Mike's flesh, hear the sound of metal peeling through flesh, crying over his unconscious body before the medics came. The longer that he remained unconscious, the more regret and guilt that haunted Jenny. She kicked herself for not stepping in sooner. Mike would have never been in this situation if it wasn't for her.
Just then, the doctor came in. Jenny rose out of her chair, and looked at him hopefully. "Any sign of movement?" He asked.
Jenny shook her head stiffly. "Not so much as a yawn." She replied solemnly.
The doctor looked over a clipboard, and checked the machines that Mike was hooked up to. "Well, judging by the looks of things, he's recovering fine, just slowly. There's nothing here that could be a potential problem."
Jenny tried to suppress a growl. "Isn't there something that can, like, wake him up or something?" She pushed.
The doctor chuckled and looked at her sincerely. "I can see that you care for him greatly."
She shrugs and smiles sadly. "It's my fault he's here in the first place."
"I may not know exactly what happened. But I do know that he's lucky to have a friend like you, period." He smiled at her, before making his way towards the door. "I'll be around in a little while with a nurse to check on him. Let us know if anything happens." With that, he left the room, leaving Jenny alone with Mike again.
The doctor's words echoed in her mind, as she carefully took her seat again. Was he really that lucky to have Jenny as a friend? I mean, look at him now.
Suddenly, Jenny's phone buzzed in her pocket. Normally, she would have ignored it, but right now, she needed to take her mind off of Mike for a bit. "Hello." She answered solemnly.
"Jenny!" The voice greeted cheerfully. "Fred Walsh here. Say, I just wanted to know something. I know that we had agreed to meet over the weekend, but I was actually wondering if we could meet earlier, like tomorrow?"
"Actually," Jenny rubbed her forehead, as she sat back in her chair. "Something came up, Fred." She hesitated a split second, glancing over at the hospital bed again. "A family crisis. I won't be able to come out there at all."
"Oh, my god, I'm sorry. What happened?"
Jenny sighed. "I'll fill you in later. Maybe when this all blows over, we can go out for coffee."
"No problem. Hey, Paul isn't hurt, is he?"
"No, no. Paulie's healthier than ever. Don't worry."
"Alright, well, I'll talk to you later then?"
"Yeah, bye," Jenny hung up the phone, and thought long and hard. Why had she referred to Mike as family? She barely knew him. Sighing deeply, she pinched the bridge of her nose. Things were just getting more complicated the longer she stayed at Graceland. This was supposed to be a quick visit with Paul. And now she was sitting in a hospital. Where did this go wrong?
Suddenly, she felt something take her hand. Her eyes fell on her hand and saw that a hand was holding hers. She knew that hand. It was surprisingly soft, yet welcoming. In that moment, she felt as though she could kiss that hand.
Jenny lifted her head and saw Mike looking at her, with a sleepy smile. "Good morning, sunshine." He whispered weekly.
Okay? We happy? for now? I was going to make this longer, but I needed to get this to you today before you really started to hate me.
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