Illegally in Love

Chapter Five

The next day he didn't show up to school. I thought about our talk yesterday, did I hurt him that much? For half the day I was worried about of what could of happened to him. Towards the end of the day all students were called to the auditorium. We crowded the halls on our way there, it was loud and I began getting a headache. All the students took their seats in the auditorium. The principal came out in tears. My heart sunk, I think I knew what had happen to him. I already had tears before she got to the podium.

"Dear fellow teachers, students, and staff. We would like for you to take a moment out your day for one of our teachers, Mr. Ben Taylor, a history teacher, who was in a car accident this morning, and he's in the hospital. You may visit him, starting from Wednesday to Friday this week only. He's badly injured but he should recover soon."

My heart was pounding, but I was filled with relief that he wasn't dead. A few other students were crying, so I didn't look insane crying about what had happen. He had almost died, I decided to go visit him as soon as I could. I could probably get into the hospital earlier than what the school said. Since I'm close to him, but I shouldn't in case we get caught by the school. I didn't really care at the moment.

*After School*
I hurried out of the school and headed straight for the hospital to go see Mr. Taylor. It was hot and sunny so I tried not getting all sweaty and nasty looking while running there. I was now a block away from the hospital, I looked at the hospital it was huge and look like they were a really good hospital; the architecture was stunning never seen a hospital as beautiful as this one. I could tell he was in good hands already, how is he going to pay for all of this though? This hospital was farther than the other local hospital and from where the wreck was. Could he be rich? But he's only a teacher how could he? Asking myself all these questions. I didn't want to know though, because who knows what would happen if I found out if he was rich.

I walked into the hospital and when I first walked in I looked up the ceiling was about five stories high up. With white walls, a sign in area in the middle of first floor which was where the waiting area was. The second floor was where the cafeteria was, and another waiting area. The third and fourth floor were the hospital rooms. Then finally the fifth floor were the operating rooms and physical therapy. Each floor overlooked the entrance with glass railing going all around. The hospital was shaped of 1/4 of a circle, which was a weird shape for a hospital, but gave it a unique look. The hospital open entrance was on the curved side while the hospital rooms, etc. were on the more square side of the building.

After looking around from the entrance I then focused on the task at hand; go and see Mr. Taylor. I went up to the front desk, and requested to him. The lady replied back and said students weren't aloud to visit yet, and those who do will be reported to the school. Panicking inside, I said that I was his niece.
"Oh, my bad darling." Nurse Wendy!"
She yelled across the office.
"Can you please take this young girl to her uncle in room 215 please."
"Yes ma'am," replied nurse Wendy.

*Ben's Hospital room*

As I walked in the wall was blocking from me seeing the condition he was in, I was so nervous and preparing myself from what I'm about to see. When I could finally see him he was laying down with a neck brace and broken arm. I was in slight relief, the school made it sound like he almost died. I knocked on the wall and said hello. He looked at me in the corner of his eye and gave a small smile. He propped up the upper half of his bed. I sat down in a chair beside his bed.
"How was School?" He asked softly.
"It was okay, I was so worried about you all day." I said concerned.
"Are going to be okay?" I asked
"Yeah, I should return next week. All I have is a broken arm and neck."
Thank god that was the only thing wrong.
Ben: "Hey Avery—"
Avery: "Yeah?"
Ben: "Can you take care of me? I'm too hurt to do anything on my own."
Avery: "When?"
Ben: "This week, I'm getting out tomorrow."
Avery: "I can't, I'm sorry. My mom is coming home tomorrow."
Ben: "Oh..."

I felt so bad that I couldn't help him. This is what I was worried about. I can't help him when he needs it. It just wouldn't work out. After I had apologized I headed home thinking what to do.