A Dragon's Crimson Cry
By: Tippi
Ch 12 New Home, New Life
Luiz2400- there's a reason Loa Shi won't tell Jake about the magic world just yet but that will be explained much later.
~the next day~
Luckily LS was given a passing inspection and was allowed to take Jake home with him.
Jake had been the hospital for a week now and as anyone could guess it would feel good to get out.
Jake was dressed in jeans with a red and gold t-shirt under a red hoodie, along with the dragon necklace he hasn't taken off since it returned to him on the worst night of his life. He stood still watching the fish swim in their tank in the waiting room of the children's ward while his grandfather was given the wonderful task of getting briefed on Jake's medication.
A blond nurse holding a clip board gave LS a sheet of paper and went on to explain exactly what the paper said as she handed him bottles from the pharmacy.
"This," she said handing LS a brown prescription bottle "is a light sedative/sleep aid. Give him one pill half an hour to an hour before he goes to bed."
Jake's sleep pattern had become irregular due to waking up from nightmares. He either woke up crying, gasping for breath forgetting where he was, or screaming usually waking up the entire wing he was in. Due to never sleeping through the night he napped periodically through out the day. Even when they started giving Jake the medication at night he still tend to wake up but it was less then before and he usually fell right back to sleep. He still took day time naps but those also lessened.
The nurse got another prescription bottle and continued. "This is the anti-depressant, get half a pill in the morning and half in the evening. If you forget any of this it's all on the bottles and the sheet along with our number."
"We're also having a field trial with childhood panic attack medication" the nurse said. "If you would like to try it for Jacob you just need to sign twice on the trial contract."
"I have to decline, I won't have my grandson become a lab rat" LS said to the nurse.
"Very well, I guess all that's left is to remind you that Jacob's been set up for daily hour long therapy sessions at 4 o' clock at our physic ward" the nurse answered. "You have the number and the name of the doctor on the paper too if you need to reschedule or can't make it."
As LS and the nurse talked Jake kept watching the fish swim. They were so peaceful kind of calming. His attention was temporarily caught by a boy maybe about 10 trying to put together one of those cardboard skeletons of a T-Rex. The boy had finished the head and placed it on the child sized table in such a way it was blocking the view of one of the action figure's head. The human body and skull head triggered memories Jake would have preferred to forget.
He turned back to the tank so see the water turn red into blood. Then his entire vision had a veil of crimson over it. Suddenly the mostly empty waiting room was now filled with numerous sick and injured kids. They were all crying or screaming as many parents sat around. Some were crying them selves, others sat there in silent worry, and then many others just sat there like nothing was going on.
Jake covered his ears wanting the screams and cries to stop. He looked at the glass tank filled with blood as it over flowed and spilled over. The crimson blood spilled forth onto the floor creating a shallow pool of blood within the entire room.
Once the nurse finished LS looked at his grandson noticing something was very wrong.
Jake was shaking uncontrollable, his eyes were unfocused, and he was oblivious to anything around him.
Jake was having one of his panic attacks. All LS could do was wait for it to pass and once it did comfort him.
Jake stopped shaking, blinked a few times as his eyes focused again. Jake fell to his knees crying still shook up.
He felt a hand rubbing his back trying to comfort him.
"Shhh Jake, its okay you're safe" LS said as he rub his back in a circular motion.
"There everything's alright" the nurse said smiling.
Jake disliked the over cheerful nurses and shirked away from this one as well.
Seeing his grandson back to normal he helped Jake back to his feet, put the bottles and paper in Jake's backpack. He lifted the pack and lead Jake outside.
The outside of the hospital seemed rather empty with out the reporters swarming around. LS hailed a taxi over. The cab pulled over to the curb at the front of the hospital, and LS climbed in followed by his grandson. LS sat the pack on the floor of the taxi between him and Jake.
"Where too" the driver asked.
"Canal Street electronics" LS responded sitting back and closing his eyes.
"Okay" the driver said before looking the rearview mirror. "Hey I know you, you're Jacob Long, from the news story" the driver said turning around to them after seeing Jake in the mirror. "I was like only three blocks from that street at the estimated time that the…" the driver got out before LS cut him off.
"Either drive or we'll get another cab" LS said not caring to get in a conversation with the driver about the worst event to happen to him and Jake.
The driver turned around and drove to the destination without talking about the incident anymore sensing LS's displeasure when he brought it up.
"Here we are Canal Street electronics" the driver said as they pulled up to the shop.
LS paid the driver then reached out for the bag only to have Jake grab the handle. Jake at sometime during the ride decided he wasn't going to let he grandfather continue to carry his bag.
LS opened the door getting out; Jake following him just like he did at the hospital, with the backpack slumped over his right shoulder.
They walked to the front door of the shop that had been locked. LS pulled out the key unlocking it looking to Jake for any reaction now that they were at a familiar place. But Jake kept the same blain, sad look on his face as they walked into the shop.
At the sound of the key in the lock and the bell ring alerted Fu that the old man and his grandson had arrived.
Fu turned off the TV then removed him self from reclining in the arm chair to take a more natural dog position of standing on the floor on all fours. Jake and the old man walked into the back room. Fu for the first time since the tragedy got a good look at Jake.
Fu had expected when he saw Jake he wasn't going to look like the energetic, bright eyed kid he knew but he didn't except this.
Jake's eyes weren't just dull they were empty. His skin was pale and he was thin. The way he walked was slow like he had to think about every step. The way he stood was almost like a beaten down dog. An air of darkness and despair swirled around him.
Neither Jake nor LS took the time to acknowledge that Fu was even there. They just kept walking to the stairs and went to the second floor.
They entered the kitchen and LS lead Jake to his new room. When they got to bedroom LS opened the door to a room filled mostly with boxes.
The door was on the far right side closes to the sunny room. On the right wall was a twin bed with baby blue sheets with a red blanket folded up at the foot of the bed. There was a night stand on the side of the bed furthest form the door complete with a small lamp already on it. Across from the bed against the wall to the left of the door was a tall dresser. The wall opposite of the one with the door had two windows that didn't serve the purpose of a view as the only view they had was the building next to them. Between the two windows was a long dresser with small mirror hang on the wall behind it. To the right of the door was a closet and so far that's what pretty much made up the room.
With nothing to say LS decided to leave his grandson alone to do as he pleased.
"I need to work on some things. I'll be downstairs if you need me and I'll get you when it's time for dinner" LS said leaving the room closing the door only part way.
With his grandfather gone and Jake alone he wasn't really sure what to do.
Jake slipped out of his shoes dropped the backpack to the ground and took another look around the room. The room depressed him.
It was his room but yet not his room. Everything from his old room was here most of it still in boxes. But it didn't have what his old room did this room didn't retain any memories he had or security. It felt so bare and that just brought Jake down again.
Jake ran forward throwing him self on the bed, his head buried in his arms and pillow as he started to cry.
A/N This may get confusing later on if it isn't already so any questions just ask. Review