I finish writing our latest adventure, leading to just before our Prom, deciding to take a break for a bit before beginning to write about that. I put the notebook into my 'Personal Private Possessions' drawer, smiling to myself, enjoying recapping over the past. I lay back, about to drift off to sleep, before a knock comes from my door. I sit up, sighing slightly, wanting very few people to be the other side of that door.
"Enter." I holler towards the door, waiting for the door to open. There was a small pause before the door opened, revealing Hunter and the Doctor, I now know as Desmond. They come to stand beside my bed, both boys smiling weakly. I begin to panic slightly, wondering what is wrong. "Yeah? What is it guys?" I ask, panic in my voice.
"Page, we have news." Hunter tells me.
"Okay, please, sit!" I tell them, gesturing to the end of my bed. Desmond refuses, but Hunter sits at the end of my bed, grabbing and holding my hand.
"Okay, so we know how to fix you." Desmond tells me.
"Oh my gosh! How?" I answer, hope filling my system. Hunter bows his head, sending panic through my system once again.
"It involves another operation, and four months of rehab." Hunter tells me. I look between the two men, telling me the news I needed to know. I shake my head, tears forming.
"Four... Months?" I ask weakly, shaking with the tears now falling freely.
"Page, I'm so sorry." Hunter tells me, standing and sitting directly beside me, hugging me tightly. I sob onto his shoulder, panicked, scared and feeling simply alone. I know Hunter is the only one who knows, so he is my only friend in this situation. I cry for a few minutes into Hunter's shoulder, crying myself dry. I finally pull away from the hug, wiping my eyes with the heels of my hands. "Page, it'll be okay, I promise." Hunter reassures me. I smile at him weakly. "Do you want Nick and Bo-?"
"No!" I suddenly interrupt. "Not yet. I don't want them to worry. I didn't want you to worry either, but you figured it out. I'm kinda glad you did, so someone knows, but I don't want them to worry, not yet." I sigh, scared about all that is going on. Hunter nods in understanding, respecting what I want. I sit leaning on his shoulder, thinking what to do. "I'm going to need to do this. I need to be able to fix this." I say half-mindedly, shocking Desmond and Hunter. I raise my head to face them. "I need to do this, just without Nick and Bobby knowing. I want to tell them after all this, when I've had a little rehab." Hunter looks at me.
"Are you sure?" He asks. I nod.
"Yeah, they could do anything at this point. I need to do this, so they can't know." I reason with myself. Hunter pulls me into a side hug in support, and I lean my head against his shoulder.
"I know what you mean. Okay, we can do this, Page. I will be there the whole way." Hunter says, hugging me carefully.
"Thanks Hunter. I'm glad someone knows, or I'd be in this on my own. Thanks for respecting my choices and not telling the others." I lean up, facing Desmond. "And thank you Desmond, for telling them I just needed a heck of a load of bedrest, and not telling them." Desmond nods, a smile creeping onto his face. "Now, when is this Op happening?" I ask.
"As soon as you want. The first opportunity is tomorrow afternoon, if you want?" Hunter tells me.
"Do it." I tell them. "I want this to be done in good time, so I have a chance to go to Hawaii with you and the others." I tell Hunter. He looks jokingly shocked.
"Page! You think we would leave you behind? You would be coming with a rehab specialist if you still had rehab when we went!" Hunter tells me, causing me to smile.
"Oh yeah! How did Bobby take it?" I ask, causing Hunter to groan.
"Oh she absolutely loved it. She hugged me and Nick for 5 minutes straight in public screeching like a loon! But, that's Bob for ya!" He tells me, making me laugh.
"Oh! Does Nick know that you told me?" I ask. Hunter shakes his head.
"He really wanted to tell you, so you need to act surprised when he tells you. He wanted to tell you today, but I knew about this, so I said wait a couple days, said you weren't too good, no-one at all could visit. He bought it, luckily." He tells me. I nod, showing my understanding.
"Okay." I simply say. "I'll tell them then. Make sure you and Bobby come too." I tell him, and he nods. "Thanks Hunter."
"It's all down to you Page, so of course." He says. I smile, hugging him once again, before he left to meet up with the guys. I look to Desmond, wishing to discuss the operation with him before I begin to write once again. I discuss the minor details, before Desmond leaves to treat another patient. I say goodbye to him, before grabbing out my notebook and pen, continuing to write out my story. Prom was chaotic, but it was enjoyable. I write up to the moment I was in, putting away the Journal. I grab out my sketchbook, drawing free-minded. I end up drawing Bobby, Hunter, Nick and I in Hawaii, which is our next adventure. I lightly shade the right colours, checking on my phone every so often. I spend an hour perfecting it, ending with the best picture I had ever drawn. I smile as I look at the finished product, putting it back in my draw. I decide to try to sleep, failing miserably. I toss and turn for a while, not falling asleep. I finally decide to sit up in the dark, spotting a figure in the corner of my room.
"Who are you? Show yourself!" I call into the darkness. The figure moves closer in the silence. "Who are you?" I shout once again. Nothing. "Tell me now!" I scream.
"Hello Page." The familiar voice calls out. The figure steps out of the light, showing a haunting, familiar face.
Gruff Killer Joel.
So guys, hope you enjoyed that chapter with the twist ending!
So Gruff Killer Joel broke into Page's room without her knowing! What will she do? What will happen next? Let me know what you think!
Anyway my Amazing Little Wonders,
Until the next chapter!
~Wonder
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