You're Not Alone

Chapter 2.

just letting you guys know that brandy, tennesse is a made up city. i'm not sure if it's actually real, ahahahahaha. 

i also thought this song went perfectly with this chapter. it's called iridescent by linkin park. also in the transformers 3 soundtrack :) 

hope you like this chapter ♥ 

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I ran as fast as humanly possible to the end zone where the love of my young life lay unconscious. He hadn’t moved since the lightning shock and I was terrified that he would never move again. I prayed to God as my feet slid in the muddy soil a couple times, but I didn’t care. I needed to get to Jayce. I needed to see if he was alright. 

The whole entire football team was crowded in a big huddle around him, I struggled to push through all of them. The school nurse was already at his side when I finally got there, along with the coach who was on the phone with, who I was guessing, the paramedics. 

I finally saw Jayce on the ground. He was conscious, but his eyes were glued shut, like he was in pain. I fell to my knees next to him and grabbed his hand slowly, trying to catch my breathe from sprinting over here. He looked up at me with his gorgeous blue eyes and I felt tears form in my eyes. He looked so confused and in pain. There was nothing I could do, except talk to him, letting him know I’m here. 

“Jayce, baby. It’s me Allie, I’m here.” I said, as I pulled his hand to my face and kissed it. I felt all eyes on us, but I didn’t care. 

He was shaking so much I had to shut my eyes. It was too hard to watch, so I just held his hand tight. The nurse was trying to talk him, ask him what hurts, but he didn’t look like he could form words. The lightning must had shocked his brain, too. 

I was so scared for him. Scared for us. What if he was in to much pain to live? What if he has memory loss? What if he was paralyzed? 

Shut up, Allie. Just shut up and hold your boyfriend. I did was the voices said and kept kissing his hand and talking to him. “I love you, Jayce. I love you so much.”

Right as I said that, I heard sirens and voices yelling. The paramedics were here. I opened my eyes, letting the tears that I had shut in pour down my mascara stained face. When I looked up from Jayce’s hand, I saw his parent’s behind me. They must have seen him from the bleachers, which was still completely full, with people standing frozen with fear and shock of what had just happened.

His mom was in tears and curled into her husbands chest, as he rubbed her back staring right down at me and Jayce. The looked just as scared for him as me. Soon, the paramedics were running through the crowd with a stretcher and yelling for me to let go of him. I kissed his hand, as I shook from crying so hard, and let them strap him to the stretcher. He was still shaking and started to yell as they shifted his body to the stretcher. He was in so much pain, I couldn’t bear to see him like this. 

I dug my knees into the wet ground and shut my eyes, trying not to look at his scared and pained face. I could still hear his yelling, though. I couldn‘t imagine the immensity of helplessness he felt as he was now being strapped in the stretcher. 

They started to lift Jayce and his parents finally moved from behind me, obviously going to go sit in the ambulance with him. I needed to go with them. I needed Jayce and he needed me. I didn’t know if there was any room for me, though. I couldn’t kick his parents out either, they were his actual blood and their only child. I couldn’t stay here with Jayce on the verge of who knows what, though. I love him. More than I love my life.

As the medics & Jayce’s parents got closer to the ambulance, I jumped up and yelled out to them. “Wait!” 

Jayce‘s parents turned around right before entering the back of the vehicle, still holding each other. I ran up to them, ignoring the slippery mud under my feet. 

“Can I come, please?” I said, looking up at the men lifting him. They looked down at me and over at Jayce’s parents who’s eyes were focused back on their son, laying in pain. 

“If you can squeeze.” I nodded. I’d ride on the roof if it meant being with Jayce. The medics piled into the one side of the van, hooking my boyfriend up to a couple machines that I had no clue what they did.

His dad got in first, holding his mother’s hand behind him. She slowly tried to step in. When she was seated on the opposite side of the meds, next to her husband, she signaled for me to climb in, holding her hand out to me so I didn’t slip. 

I grabbed onto her reached out hand, as my mud stained shoes left tracks on the white ground of the van. I took my seat next to Mrs. Clay, still holding her quivering hand. Mr. Clay wrapped an arm around her shoulders and rubbed them slowly, as the door shut and we drove off to the hospital. The siren rang in my eyes while I tried my best not to look at Jayce. I couldn’t bear seeing the pain he was in. 

His mother’s hand squeezed mine when I glued my eyes shut. I couldn’t imagine how scared she was. Her son being struck by lightning right in front of her. I would be such a mess, possibly even more than I am right now. 

Everyone in the van was silent, even Jayce. I could tell he was trying to fight away the agony, even though I didn’t look at his face. You could easily hear the storm that was still going on outside of the vehicle. It had settled, a little, but not enough to say it was anywhere near over. 

In the middle of just trying to focus on the rain above, I heard a strained and shaky voice in front of me. “Allie..” 

My eyes flew open to see Jayce’s desperate eyes looking up at me. Tears streamed down my face as I covered my speechless mouth with my free hand. All heads turned to look at me and Jayce. He said his first words since he was struck…. And it was my name. I didn’t know what to say. So, I lowered my hand from my mouth and said, “I’m here, Jayce. I’m right here.” 

Tears started to blur his deep blue eyes and I slowly placed my hand on his cheek, looking straight into his eyes, wiping away the tears with my thumb. He was so helpless.

“I….I can’t feel my legs.” My heart burst. The tears poured down my face as Mrs. Clay slipped her hand out of mine and sobbed into her husbands chest. The words he just said over and over again in my head like a broken record. All I could do was lean down and kiss his quivering lips lightly and hold my hand on his face gently.

“Everything is going to be okay, Jayce. I promise.” I couldn’t help but pray that I didn’t break that promise to him. He needed to be okay. He just had to be.