Young Love

part 12

the next morning I woke up and found myself laying on the floor. I found a note on my nightstand from my parents saying that they are going to be out of town for a week. I open my bedroom door and walk into the living room. on the kitchen table is a plate of my favorite breakfast food, homemade chocolate chip pancakes.

I scarf it all down and went to check my cell phone for any text messages. Nope. looks like I'm getting a call.

RING!!

"hello?"

"Hey did you hear what happened? "asked hannah crying.

"hear what?"I asked.

"james is in the hospital!"

"what?!why?!" I said while sobing.

"some drunk driver hit him last night." said hannah.

I put the phone down not believing what I just heard.

"helllooo?" asked hannah to ses if I was still on the phone.

"is he okay?"I asked.

"the doctors don't know, they don't know how much time he has left."

"oh, god!" I yelled.

"yeah."

"I'll be at the hospital soon." I said.

"okay, bye."

"bye."

I hung up the phone and ran to the door. opened it and slamed it shut behind me. When I reached the hospital, I got out of the car and ran to the hospital. When I walked in, it smelt like cleaning supplies really badly.

"hi, I was wondering which room James Mathews is in." I said.

"James Mathews is in critical condition and can only accept family members right at this moment." said the receptionist not even looking up at me.

"I'm his older sister." I lied.

"okay he's in room 1240."

"okay thanks."

"your welcome."

As I went down the hallway I was thinking what he looked like. I finally reached 1240 and in the room was his parents and his ten year old sister.

"oh hi Jacey." said Mrs. Mathews.

"hi mrs. Mathews. " I said looking at james.

"come sit down we'll leave you two alone." said Mr. Mathews.

"okay, um thanks." I said still looking at James

Everyone left the room except for me. I looked at James. He badly bruised and had cuts. He had two black eyes and could hardly move anything.

"hey."I whispered

"hey." said james with a smile trying to sit up.

"owww" he screeched

"please don't move." I said with tears.

"okay." he said

"can I get you anything?" I asked

"yeah can you come here?"

"yeah." I said

I went over there and sat by him.

"You can lay down you know."

"okay."

I layed down and sat my head on his chest.

"I love you and if I die can you please tell the baby I love him or her very much." James said making eye contact with me.

"you're not going to die." I said with tears running down my face.

he didn't say a word. So I changed the subject about something else. I guess I must have fallen asleep while we were talking.

"hi miss, you need to get up." said one of the nurses.

I got up and looked around.

the nurse left the room. I shook James. Wait why was he cold?

"James wake up!"I yelled

no reply.

"Nurse, help!" I screamed.

At least three nurses came in.

"oh, no." said one nurse.

"Check his pulse!" ordered the second nurse.

"he has no pulse!"yelled the third nurse.

"get the shockers!" yelled the first nurse.

the second nurse came in with them.

1 , 2, 3 CLEAR!

nothing... they did it over and over again. still nothing.

all I remember was just standing there not knowing what was being said afterwards. all I remember was his mom giving me a ride from the hospital back to my house.

A week later the day for his funeral came. I got a ride to the church from Hannah. Words were said, tears were shed, and final goodbyes were said. Marie showed up and when she saw me she gave me hug. After the death of James me and Marie became good friends.