Chapter 2A Chapter by }Echo{I stood there as the doctor walked towards me. I was just waiting for him to tell me that my family is okay and that we could leave.
The doc stood in front of me, but didn't say a word for a few seconds. He was hesitating…nothing was wrong, right? Nothing could happen to my flock, so it had to be good news, it had to be.
"So when can we leave?" I asked, nervously. He still didn't say anything; he looked like he was trying to figure out how to say something.
"Can we get out of here, now?" I questioned, a little bolder.
"Um…Are you the legal guardians of these children?" the doc asked me.
This aggravated me. I asked him a simple question, the least he could do is answer me, but I guessed it would probably be better if I just answered his questions.
"Yeah, I am. Soooo…when can we leave?" I asked again.
"….The older boy…. He's in bad shape… A Coma…and… We're not sure that he's going to wake up-"
"Iggy!" I basically squealed and ran towards the double doors where they had my flock. He has to be okay. He has to be. He can't be gone, he just can't. He can't leave us.
The doors were locked so I crashed into them, and I frantically started beating on the doors with my fist as hard as I could, but they didn't budge. I continued hitting the doors, tears streaming down my cheeks, as the doctor tried to talk to me and told me to calm down, but I wasn't listening. I didn't care what he had to say, I had to get to the flock. I had to be with them and I would shred theses doors to pieces if I had to!
I continued beating on the doors for the next fifteen minutes, but they didn't move. I flew around, pinning the doctor up against the wall by his throat. "Open. The. F*****g. Door." I seethed through gritted teeth. He nodded his head, his eyes bulging and his breath shaky.
I released him, and flung around and looked at all the other doctors and nurses around, daring them to say one word to me. They all looked as terrified as the one doctor; I then noticed that I had my wings spread. No wonder these jerks are scared. I thought.
"Um…Miss…" I turned back around and saw that the chicken of a doctor had opened the door. I stormed through, looking for their rooms. I walked down the cold, white hallway, wanting nothing but to find my flock and for them to be okay.
"Max?" I turned around so fast that I was a little dizzy. There in the hallway stood Nudge, her hair long hair falling in her face. "Nudge," I flew to her and wrapped her in a hug. "Hon, are you okay? What the hell happened?" she didn't say anything for a moment, just stood there. "Nudge?"
"Yeah….I'm okay…I don't know what happened…it was quiet and we were just watching you fly up and up…and then it something just hit us. It's kinda a blur. I don't even know what happened, we were just hit, and kept getting hit over and over, and we couldn't fight back or even just get away…I'm sorry, Max…"
I hugged her tighter, confusion gathering in my mind. "It's okay Sweetie, it's not your fault…" I heard her sniffle. "Nudge, what's wrong?" she sniffled again. "They…they said that Iggy might be gone…he might not wake up….what if he's gone Max? What if he's gone forever?"
I pulled her back, so I could look her in the eyes. "Nudge, I promise you, Iggy is going to be okay. Nothing's going to happen to him. Nothing. He's going to wake up and he is going to be okay, alright? I promise you that." I kept her gaze, and I'm pretty sure she believed me.
"Where's the rest of the flock?" she wiped the tears that were streaming down her face. "Uh…Gazzy's in that room," she said pointing to the room across the hall. "And so is Angel…Iggy is in another room hooked up to a bunch of wires and stuff, and he has some kind of weird tube in his mouth…but they won't let us go in there now…"
It took a lot of will power for me to not burst into tears just then. I snuffled. "Go in there with the rest of the flock, I'll be there in a few minutes." She looked skeptical but followed instructions.
After Nudge closed the door, I nervously padded to the room that my Iggy was in. I quietly opened the door and sauntered to his bed. Nudge was right…he had an IV in both arms, a tube going into his mouth, some kinda clip on his finger that was attached to this machine with a bunch of squiggly lines going across it, and his leg was in a cast, and he had bruises all over his pale face.
I broke then. I just started bawling. I was pissed and depressed and sad all at one time. I was crying because of Fang, because of Iggy, because of Jeb, and Ari and my mom, and the white coats and the school and everything else around me. Everything that had happened, and now Iggy might be gone, he might die and leave us. Leave me…. © 2012 }Echo{ |
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