The Watcher

Chapter Three

I ran over to Rae and held her face in my hands.

"Rae! Look at me! What's wrong?" I panicked.

She looked as if she were in pain. Like, hardcore physical pain.

"It hurts! It hurts!" she cried. She had her hands balled into fists on her stomach and when I lifted them up they were covered in blood. I screamed for my mom and about five seconds later, she was in my room.

"Oh my God! Jenice, what happened?" my mom yelled as she ran to Rae's aid.

"Mom! I have no idea! But she's bleeding! Call 911 or something!" I screamed.

She ran over to my bed and grabbed my cell phone. I heard someone pick up on the other line.

"Yes, I have my daughter's friend over and she has been here the whole time. She looks like she has been stabbed and I don't know how that could have happened. She has blood continuously flowing out of her stomach and we have no idea how this started." My mom yelled over the phone.

After she gave our address to the operator she hung up and got some towels to soak up the blood that was quickly exiting Rae's body. I couldn't stand seeing my best friend in so much pain. It nauseated me. I ran to the bathroom and retched a couple of times, then hesitated before I entered my room again.

As I stood by Rae's side, her hand gripping mine, I thought of the dream I had read about in her notebook. I had to talk to her about it once she got better. It was too much of a coincedence to not think about it. I just didn't understand why or how this could have happened.

I heard sirens blaring through my window and I sprinted downstairs to let the paramedics in.

"Where is she?"  a tall, buff man asked me as soon as I opened the door.

"Rae's upstairs in the second room to the right." I said, moving out of his way because three men were carrying a stretcher.

As soon as they got upstairs, I grabbed my phone and ran outside on to the back porch, punching Jordan's number in.

"Hello?" he picked up on the third ring, keeping me waiting all the while.

"Babe! Rae's hurt! I have no idea how it happened! She was with me the whole freaking time! There's no way sh-"

"Jenice, calm down. How is she hurt?" he asked.

"I don't know, Jordan!" I yelled.

I saw the stretcher coming down the stairs. It had Rae, along with a bloodied blanket and bloody towels, on it.

I started cryinh again.

In between choking down sobs, I managed to tell Jordan to get Josh and meet us at the hospital. I grabbed my bag and ran out of the house, following the ambulance with my mom in her little old car.

...

When we arrived at the hospital, the paramedics asked my mom and I to stay in the waiting room. We obeyed and sat in the cushiony chairs reserved for families of laboring mothers, wives and children of injured husbands and fathers, and others.

Rae's mother flew into the hospital about twenty minutes after we arrived, and she was embraced by my mother's arms. She started crying and I couldn't take it anymore. I needed some fresh air to think.

I walked outside and sat on a bench. I pulled out Rae's notebook and continued reading the dream.

"She lowered the knife and I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my abdomen. I was crying and I saw my own blood glistening in the moonlight."

That was the end.

"Hi." someone next to me said, making me jump about three feet into the air.

"Oh, hi." I finally said, catching my breath.

"I'm Jenice." I said, putting my hand out motioning her to shake it.

She declined my offer and said, "Amy."