Don't Blame Me - Specs (Insidious)

Chapter 7

As Delia is getting checked out by the doctors in the hospital, he sits outside and waits for her. She insisted that he went home and not let her hold him up, but after knowing what she went through, there was no way he was leaving. He sits there as waves of nausea hit his stomach. He can only imagine what she must've went through.

Heather who is walking back from wheeling Delia into the hospital, notices Specs in distress. She stops in her tracks. "Hey, are you okay?"

Specs looks at her and nods immediately. "Yeah, yeah. I'm okay, thanks. Just a little worried about her. That's all."

Heather takes the seat next to him, genuinely concerned. "You guys close?"

"Yeah, I guess," Specs responds. "I mean, I only just met her but we're already great friends. That's never happened before, except when I met another friend of mine, Tucker."

Heather's eyes suddenly widen. "Tucker?"

Specs frowns a little. "Uh, yeah?"

"Tucker Croft?" she then questions.

Specs smiles, realising that Tucker must be familiar with this girl. "Yeah, that's him. You know him?"

"Yeah!" Heather responds enthusiastically. "I brought him to hospital after he got a concussion a couple weeks ago. We text sometimes. He's great."

Specs snaps his fingers. "That's right. God, I can't believe he's never told me this. Not that it's any of my business, but I tell him everything."

"So he knows about Delia?" Heather questions.

"Yep, somehow," Specs responds. "He's gonna freak when I tell him about this."

"Tell him he needs to text me back. ASAP," Heather chuckles.

"Will do," Specs confirms. "And I'll ask why he's been ignoring you. He owes you that."

Before Heather can say anything else, Delia and the doctor exit their room. Both Specs and Heather stand up to her aid. "Hey, you okay?" Specs asks her.

"She's alright," the doctor says as Delia nods. He flips through his files to read out his explanation. "We did a blood test and a heart x-ray. Everything seems completely normal. Yes she was unconscious for a long time, but nothing major was infected during this time. We're going to study these results so we can give a better explanation. All I'd recommend for Delia now is to take her medication consistently and try to hold off on the smoking."

Delia nods once, aware that holding off the smocking is much harder than this doctor thinks. "Thank you for your help, sir."

"Yes, thank you," Specs tells the doctor too. The doctor dismisses himself as Heather turns to go too. "I better get back to work. Nice to meet you both. Don't forget to tell him, Specs!"

"Don't you worry," Specs calls back as Delia frowns. "You know her?"

"She's Tucker's secret girlfriend," Specs responds, winking sarcastically. Delia laughs a little, but her demeanour becomes serious quickly. "Can we talk somewhere private?"

"Of course."

The two walk all the way back to the café and hop into Spec's truck. Delia had already began telling Specs some of the details on the way, when no one else could hear.

"The doctor was shit," she complains. "I told him over and over exactly what I had seen and he was just like; its all in your head, you probably have trauma. I still feel bad for you waiting two hours for me. It was a fucking waste of time. "

"No," Specs responds in a sombre tone. "I'm not leaving you on your own. I didn't get a proper chance to tell you what that was earlier, but basically it's when your brain travels to an alternate place. You travelled to The Further. That's where the Red Door is. You must've unintentionally awoken an evil spirit. I mean, did whatever torment you look evil?"