(PART 2) ~E.R~
She awoke in a hospital bed, staring at the ceiling while hooked up to an IV. She stood up a little to find the room empty except for Damon...
He was asleep, elbows at bed side, laying on his side while sitting in a chair obviously drooling away.
The fluttering storm of butterflies took hold of her.
A doctor and Elias stepped in.
She wore a white coat, stethoscope and blue scrubs underneath and her name tag read Ms. Sanchez. "Hello, Miss," Ms. Sanchez looked at her clip board. "Miss Forester, let see... Ah, it looks like you had a nose bleed at school and afterwards you passed out after an entire day," she flipped some pages and read on.
"Um, I had laughed too hard and– um I think that’s what triggered it..."
"Yes, well we’ll need to keep you here to run some tests," Ms. Sanchez smiled and left the room.
"Bye,"
By the time the conversation was over Elias had pulled a stool and sat next to her. His elbows rested on his knees with his hands drooping down and head bowed he sighed heavily, almost shaking.
All she could remember was walking home an the fleeting image of his face.
"Um," a puzzled look washed over her face. "Why is he," she whispered.
No Answer.
A long silence passed, the only noise was Damon’s rhythmic breathing and the drip, drip of the IV fluid.
"I thought," Elias barely spoke. "You, where...," he was shaking. "Dead..." he broke out into a small sob.
Karin heard Damon’s abrupt stop in his breathing, like a pause of silence to hear. She knew he was awake.
"Where are my–"
"Not here yet," he said with a thick sigh. He nodded toward Damon. "Farm boy here was, um," he began to whisper more. "Was worried about you, he thought you..." he could hardly bring himself to say it. "he was just as worried as I was...."
She laid a hand on Hayden’s head thoughtfully. "Wake up," she sighed. "Faker," she said with amusement.
He sighed, wiping the drool off his face, then stretching to relive his stiffness. "Heard every word..." he muttered. He crossed his arms, laid them on the edge and rested his head as he starred at Elias.
The two boys communicated in their own language, sending silent messages through eye contact. Elias got up, he walked a few paces, then looked back abruptly at Karin. He left the room.
Damon matched his gaze toward him as he left the room still staring at the door.
They seemed tense, for that brief moment of contact; something ate at her to what they spoke about in those brief few seconds but she cast the though aside.
She looked at him, he had aged since the last time she had seen him. He was little taller, his hair the same uncut mess that she liked; the color of his eyes matched his brown chestnut hair. He wore a white shirt with normal faded blue jeans from what she could tell; his forearms had new cuts, bite marks and other wounds along with some old scares.
He had been away at his mother’s farm, tending to animals along with other matters of life. She always wondered about him as did he, however she had been to shy to even make a simple phone call; she felt pathetic and her eyes began to tear.
Responding to her look he climbed upon the sterile bed placing a hand upon hers. "S’ok, I’m not gonna let you die..."
She was puzzled.
What had he read on my face?
"It’s not that it’s just," she looked away. " I never called,"
"Heh, well you never had my number in the first place... an, I never could remember yours..."
She turned back, with more of a cheerful disposition. "Oh. Um, you still play, Violin?" she squeaked.
"Yeah, damn, I should have brought it,"
A thought lit up in her mind. "Oh, hey how long have I been here and when did you get back,"
He messed with some of his scabs. "9 hours and um..."
"You have to go back..." she solemnly said.
"...Yeah,"
She wanted to cry, the first time in 5 months since she had last seen him, the first time form all of the other Hayden look-alikes she had been confusing with; he was the real deal and she didn’t want him to leave.
"But," he smirked. "I kinda want you to come with me," he whispered as if the walls had ears, tightening the grip on her hand.
The door suddenly opened...
TO BE CONTINUED
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