Upon Arrival

Chapter Eight: Pain (Katie)

"Katie? Katie?"

What is that? Uhg.

"Megan leave me alone. I'm tired."

"Katie!"

What is going on? How come that doesn't sound like Megan?

I tried to roll over but for some reason I couldn't. What's going on?

I peeked one eye open. Then quickly opened both. What the heck happened?

There was dust everywhere and walls were cracked and peaces missing off the interior paneling.

I turned to find Josh, but a searing pain shot right though me.

I screamed in agony. "Ahhhh!"

"Katie." I heard my name being called softly.

"Josh?" I questioned.

"Katie? Are you okay?"

"I... I don't know. I'm afraid to move. Are, are you okay?"

"Uh, I. Fine."

"That's good right?" I asked him. I had closed my eyes again. The pain, it hurts. I wonder what happened to me?

"Why.....  why did you scream? It freaked me out. Are you okay?"

"I tried to move. It hurt. It still hurts. Josh help me...... I'm scared."

"I........" I heard him sigh. "I can't. Im sorry."

What does he mean he can't?

"What do you mean?"

"I can't move."

"What?"

"I...I just can't."

We laid there continuing to talk to each other. Neither of us moving. Neither of us could look over at other. That made it harder. How were we supposed to know how bad the other was hurt if we couldn't tell. We couldn't even see how bad our own selves were.

I tried to get up again. I screamed again. It still hurt, but I had to try right.

"Katie, please stop." I heard him say so softly.

"Josh?"

"What?" He answered. But he sounded weak.

He must be hurt bad.

"Are you okay? You sound bad."

"Mmmm."

"Josh!"

"Katie." I could barley hear him.

"Josh! Stay with me!" I yelled at him.

I tried to get up, once again. I managed to sit up this time. The pain was still there. It hurt so bad. I just want to lay back down, but I have to check on Josh.

"Josh?" I turned towards him.

That was a sight I didn't really want to see.

He laid there, he looked like he was dead. I could see a cut on head, and I could tell it had been bleeding. There was dust and scrapes all over. I probably look the same.

I tried to crawl over to him.

The pain shot strait through me again. This time it was worse then before.

It took several tries to finally get to him. The pain at this point was unbearable. I couldn't take anymore. So I laid back down. I couldn't tell you where I laid down. I can't remember. I don't even know if Josh is okay.

"Katie?"

"Katie?"

I felt a slight pressure on my arm. So I opened my eyes. I soon found Josh looking over at me. His right arm reaching over his chest to shake my arm.

"Josh."

"Hey."

"What?"

"You had me freaking out. Again." He said.

"You? I.... I crawled over here to see if you were okay. You never answered me. And I panicked."

"I'm sorry. I guess, I blacked out again. And then I woke up and found you here. Thank you."

"You're welcome. Does that hurt?" I nodded towards his cut. That was the only movement I did. I was still laying on stomach like I was when I passed out.

"A little. Does that?" He said pointing to something.

What?

I moved my arm to reach up to my face and felt the dried blood and dirt, then as the pain was getting stronger as I continued to touch my face to find what he was pointing at. I found it alright. It hurt. Pulling my hand down so I could see it, I soon saw some fresh blood on my fingers. Oh no.

"Katie, are you okay?"

"No."

"It's just a little blood. It's okay."

"I know. It's....... it's, not that."

He gave me puzzled look.

I took a deep breath, and my side hurt, but I pushed that aside and concentrated on my breathing.

This can't be happening. Not now. I know I'm suck in an elevator that crashed, but why does it have to happen now? I was fine before.

Why, why do I have to be claustrophobic?

This, is soo not good.

Josh, kept trying to talk to me. I wouldn't answer him. All I did was shake my head at him.

Yes, it might get my mind off of this, but I need to at least try and get over it by my self first.

As time pasted, I started to get better. I know it's still there, but I'll try and ignore it as long as possible.