927 Miles

Chapter 12

Blood started to fill my hands, and the rain continued to pour. I'm crying and shaking him to wake him up. "Robby, Robby, answer me please." I shake his face, and he comes to. "Robby Robby." I cried shaking him awake again.

"It hurt, Jul," he whispered holding his hand over his chest.

"Robby everything will be okay. Robby, just stay with me," I cried waiting for the ambulance to come.

"God, take me home now, Jul?" he said with his eyes closed. I begin to hyperventilate.

"No, Robby, it's not your time. Dear Lord, it's not your time. The sirens pierced the air as they got closer and closer. "Robby listen to me. You'll be okay. The doctors will stop the pain." The paramedics rush out and put him on the stretcher and into the back of the ambulance. Stepphano and I get into the back as well. I wipe the blood on my shirt and jeans. I can hear the medic asking Stepphano questions I'm sitting there staring at Robby. Shaking as I watch them rush around him like a mad scientist.

"This is all my fault. What did I do!" I whispered shaking and crying. Stepphano grabs me into his chest and I continue to cry.

"It's not your fault. You need to stay strong for Robby," Stepphano shakingly says looking me in my eyes. I sniffled and watched the guys hook him up to different wires and rip off his shirt. I see the blood oozing out and his body doesn't look normal with abnormalities sticking where his once normal ribs were.

"Were going to need you to hurry!" yells one of the medics. I'm sitting now rocking myself back and forth praying to God that he answers my cry. The back doors fly open as two more people grab him off the back. They hurry up and rush him into the hospital. I'm following close behind until a nurse stops me.

"No honey you can't go on beyond this point."

"Robby!,"  I screamed as she holds me back. The doors swing open and close until they finally stopped moving. I get on my knees crying Stepphano comes over and puts his head on my shoulder. "I called your parents," he faintly whispers." He picks me up for me to walk over to a seat. We walk over to the waiting room. We're the only ones in there. The police arrive pulls me to the side.

"I know this is a difficult time but I want to thank you for taking the time to talk with me. The driver was drunk at the time and is under custody as of right now. We will be doing a further investigation. Since you are a minor we can not ask you any questions without the consent of your legal guardian." I seen my parents walk in and run into my parent's arms as we all cry. Libby joins us and cries too.  My mom says, "Lord don't take him from us!" I'll never forget feeling the pain of my mother crying. A doctor comes out and says ,"Um, excuse me are you the parents of the young man that just came in?" My father lets go of us and pulls the doctor off to the side. After a few minutes, he comes back and is crying. He sits down in the chairs.

"Honey, what did she tell you," my mother yells as my father sobs. "Daniel, answer me what did she say!" He takes off his hat and squeezes it, "She said he's in critical condition. His ribs are puncturing his lungs and heart." He begins to break out sobbing. Libby and Mom come and support him. I couldn't take it anymore. I run into the backdoors, and I hear the nurse yelling,"Stop her!" I go running the same way I saw the doctor go with Robby.

"Juliette, stop," I hear Stepphano yelling behind me. I turned down the hall where I saw they took Robby and come to this glass window. I see at least 5 doctors working on him. I burst out crying and banding in the glass window. "Robby!" I yelled banging madly on the glass. Before the doctor could close the curtains I see Robby's heart monitor go from a slow heart rate to none.