MYSTERY MANOR

Part 35: THE HIT

 They got back in the car . drake was telling Stan about the field and comparing it with their past experience at the mystery manor case .only then Stan remembered the ghost . he started,

"HEY! I DON'T THINK WE SOLVED THE CASE OF MYSTERY MANOR!"

"WHAT ?!?!? WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT?"

" THAT GHOST OF TROUBLESOME , I HAVE BEEN SEEING THAT FOR A WHILE AND IT ALWAYS FELT LIKE IT WANTED TO SAY SOMETHING TO US!"

"I AGREE.........

then suddenly drake applied a forceful brake . the car jumped off the road, he pushed Stan away by plugging off the seat belt. the car roll over the road and ended up stuck in the small canal nearby. it took Stan few minutes to pull himself  together. he fell to the side of the road. he saw their  car down the trench between the fields. stan ran towards the car , the car was upside down. he peaked through the window to see drake being hit so hard in the head.he was bleeding so badly , he passed out .  for Stan that woke an awful memory in their childhood. he couldn't lift himself up his legs were trembling so hard ,his hands went numb. he was sweating allover as if he caught in a downpour. drake managed to limp himself to the road by popping the door open. he was surprised to see stan on the floor with his knees to his chest crying with his eyes closed . drake tried hard but he couldn't lift his voice. he went near stan to wake him up but he fainted on his way to  him and fell on the floor ,reaching out to stan.

( after a while)

Stan woke to a noisy atmosphere .he blinked his to a shiny light above him. to his left he saw a stand holding glucose pinned to his hand. slowly he tilted his head towards a man in a chair snoring loud to his ears . it was the commissioner of police. he woke up as stan tried to sit resting his back to the head of the bed. he started,

"SON! ARE YOU OK?"

" HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO SAY TO YOU DON'T CALL ME YOUR SON! IAM FINE. " 

"UM........... WE FOUND ON THE ROADSIDE.YOUR JEEP CRASHED!"

" OH NO ......."

Stan threw his blanket away and ran to the reception limping to his finest speed. shocked commissioner sat there burring his face in his hands. Stan stopped at the reception and asked for drake. She pointed the way . he rushed . that was an ICU. Stan's heart sank. he glanced into through the glass . his heart beated to a dead drum, as he saw his friend in the bed with broken left arm and right leg . he asked the doctors if he could see him. they let him in. he walked in slowly whishing not to see anything so bad .but as he waked near he noticed drakes left  eye bulged red . he could barely differentiate his eyelids . his head was half shaved to seal a bleeding cut. To be exact he looked like a punk. But for stan he looked like a road hit. stan couldn't stop himself from think this is his mistake . drake could have been alright if stan saved him by then. 

he sat there next to sedated drake whispering his state of mind and softly stan dosed off resting his head next to drake's . after a while the commissioner came in sliding the door open. he was surprised to see drake sitting awake on his bed leaning over the headboard of the bed, looking at stan next to him. he quickly noticed the commissioner  by the door and waved him hello! 

he made his way to the chair placed near his bed. as soon as he sat there drake slipped some energy to talk as,

"WHAT .........IS THIS .......NITWIT ....DOING HERE?"

even in that state drake couldn't help but to care stan more than him. commissioner broke into tears he couldn't hold his feeling and thoughts back. he opened up to drake as,

" SON! STAN HATES ME SO MUCH ,NO  MATTER WHAT EVER GOOD I DO HE BREAKS ANGRY TO ME AT THE END"

"I ALWAYS WANT..ED TO KNOW ANS...WER FOR THAT.. AS WELL" 

" SON THAT.........."