Promise. | Karl Jacobs |

IX - bench in the hallway.

Tw/ passing out

-Vada POV-

I woke up from my bed, Karl next to me. I didn't really remember anything from yesterday except me fainting and me and Karl talking about random things, while watching cartoons together. Since Karl was still deep in his sleep, I got up from the bed, making my way downstairs. I drank a glass of water, and then just looked through my cupboards, looking for something to make breakfast with. And not so long after, I found a pancake mix, and decided to make some pancakes. I wasn't the best at cooking, but it was nice that pancake mixes exist, where you just have to add eggs and milk. By the time I had finished the dough, and was baking the third pancake, warm arms wrapped around me, almost making me jump, which Karl just giggled at. He put his chin on my shoulder, and stayed like that for a while. I don't know why, but it gave me this weird feeling in my stomach, it was new- I mean I probably have felt it at least once before, but I didn't really remember. And for my stupid luck, just as Karl was about to leave, the same dizzy feeling filled my body, making the world spin a little in my eyes. "Karl-" I said, putting the spatula down and taking support from the counter. And just as everything started to turn black, I felt Karl's arms lifting me up.

I slowly came conscious, but I didn't open my eyes. A hand was going through my hair, legs underneath my head. "I get this weird feeling when we are very close to each other, it makes me think-" I slowly started smiling as he said the words. "Oh you dumb idiot.." he then said, making me giggle, and open my eyes. "What did you hear?" "The weird feeling thingy nothing else" I said as my hand was covering my mouth as I explained to him, giggling. "Alright I'll just go finish your breakfast and then let's eat.." he said laughing but clearly a bit embarrassed.

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-Karl POV-

I was standing in the hallway, watching as Vada put her shoes on. "Are you sure that you're okay with me staying at your house? I really can go home." I said, since Vada was going to go outside alone, for some fresh air. "Karl, it's OK, really. I mean as long as you won't start robbing me-" She said with a small giggle. I smiled in response. "Okay, I won't. But bye then, and remember to text me!" I said just as I was leaving, waving my goodbye, along with Vada doing the same. And just as I turned my back she collapsed and hit her head on the small bench on the floor, and the next thing I know, her head is bleeding. "Oh shit, fuck! No, No Vada!" I yell in panic. I take her phone from her pocket, and call 911.

"Hello, what's your emergency?" "Shit- uhh hi please I need an ambulance, my friend passed out and hit her head on a bench and it's bleeding a lot now!" "Alright, can you tell both of your names and the location?" I held my hand in the wound as I was panicking. "I'm Karl Jacobs- with K, and my friend is Vada Stevens, the location is ---" "Okay, the ambulance is on the way, can you feel Vada's heartbeat?" The woman on the phone asked, and I put the call on speaker and on the floor, putting my hand on her chin, gladly feeling the heartbeat. "Yes I can" "Okay, now does the head bleed a lot?" "Yeah it does" "Alright, can you put a towel or something on it, just for before the ambulance comes?" "Well- I have my hand on it.." I said starting to feel like I was about to burst out crying. "Okay, if you can, a towel would be better than your hand, but if you can't, your hand is good too, the ambulance should be there any second, you can go now." I heard and ended the call.

And not long after the ambulance came, and we made our way to the hospital. Once again the doctor in the ambulance asked me some questions, and I answered them, doing my best to not burst out crying. There were lots of doctors in the room where Vada was, where they didn't let me in, and not so long after they quickly left the room, and I heard that they were talking about surgery. I just sat on one of the chairs for the patient's relatives, and at some point Jimmy was called because I kept crying and started hyperventilating a few times. We sat there for hours straight, I mean I did, because Jimmy had to leave at one point but Chris was there then. Of course I could have sat there alone, I didn't really mind but it was nice having Jimmy and Chris in there. Mostly because they let me cry on their shoulder.

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