Kissed by a Bullet

Chapter 5 ~ I know how to make you feel better, I'm calling the strippers

"Local police are investigating the scene of a shooting that happen yesterday afternoon. The shooter robbed a store on the corner. Anybody that was in his way was shot. Police say there were 5 victim's that were injured and they are being treated at a local hospital."

"Look I'm on tv." I say waking up.

"Oh baby, thank goodness your okay!" My mom comes rushing over to hold my hand.

"I'm fine, did they catch the shooter?" I ask her, still in a sleepy grog.

"They caught him in a stolen car, he's sitting behind bars now." Luke says coming up behind mom. "You okay little sis?" Luke asks with concern taking over his face.

"I could be better but yeah, I'm okay." I tried to sit up only to have my mother push me back down gently.

"Oh no, you have to stay laying down. The doctor said you can't move or push up on your right side."

"What why?" I ask her confused of why I can't sit up.

"You have stitches love. The bullet hit you in the thigh and when you fell you landed on a piece of conceit sticking out of the ground. Honey you almost died you lost a lot of blood." I looked at her flabbergasted, I almost died?

"Melanie you can't move your right arm at all because those stitches will come out." I look down at the right side of my torso, I could see a little bit of blood on my hospital gown.

"How many are there?" I ask but still looking at my side without trying to lift my arm.

"20. They had to put 5 more in because it was so bad." Luke furthered on.

"Is Carly okay?"

"Yes darling, she's fine she step out to go get something to eat." I close my eyes, my best friend is okay, thank goodness. I open my eyes again to look at my mom and my brother.

I open my mouth to ask another question but my mom cut me off. "You need to rest Melanie, your body has taken a lot in one days time." She kisses my forehead and smiles down at me.

"I'm glad you're okay." My mom says gently. Yeah, me too mom. Me too.

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I slowly open my eyes, the room was dark. No one was in here with me. I look up at the ceiling and blink back the tears.

Partly because I hurt and another part that nobody really cared to stay with me. Was it like that yesterday? Nobody seemed to have the time to make sure I didn't need anything through out the night? I know Luke is probably had basketball tomorrow and my mom just didn't have the time because of her work.

Then they wonder why I'm distance.

I turn my head to the left, I look at my monitor watching my heart beat. I started to close my eyes once again until I saw'll something laying on my little move-able table. I reach my arm out trying to grab it. It's out my reach. So I try to grab the table instead, it worked! I pull it to me, I grab the stuffed animal and a huge smile makes it's way to my face.

It's stuffed whale, a killer whale to be exact. It was half my size, the loneliness I was feeling, vanishes.

Wait but who got it for me? I feel around on the table beside me. Nothing. I look at the whale. Nothing. I have to ask my friends and family. I started to drift off to sleep, as I think about who got this for me.

Snuggling the whale close to me I hug it with my left arm. Before I fell into a deep sleep I caught a whiff of cologne. It smells familiar, then I fell into deep slumber.

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A loud bang enters the room causing my dreary eyes to open to seeing my frantic looking best friend.