What A Life(Book 3 of My Life Flipped)

Hospitalization

The phone clattered to the floor and my heart hurt. EJ? Why my EJ? I was speechless, motionless, unable to move a muscle. I needed my phone though, I bent and grabbed it. "Dr. Knight?" I asked, hoping he had the phone. "Hey Katerina," a breath came back into me as he answered the phone. "How bad is EJ, Dominic couldn't supply me with the information?" It took him a second to respond and then he said, "He is all right, stable condition. The thing that concerns me is that he hasn't woken up and the amnesia has worn off hours ago. His pulse is also slower than it should be."

     I could hear the pain in his voice, as it mimicked mine, "I am going to get to the hospital as soon as I can." EJ's dad said, quite quietly, "Please, do hurry." I hung up my phone, my legs feeling like cement. Dominic had called me to tell me that JASON had hit EJ's head rather hard against a rock, knocking him out. Almost killing him! They were quite stupid to speed back to Forks, instead of going to the hospital in Seattle. They were lucky that they had gotten EJ to the hospital before anything worse happened. I took in deep breaths, I needed to get to the hospital. I stood, forcing my legs to move.

     I gripped my keys and headed to get my car. I opened the door, and got into the car. I didn't think I could bare seeing EJ hurt, in anyway. I gripped the steering-wheel hard, biting down on my lip. I felt blood form, but I knew I was bleeding for EJ. I wanted to feel the pain he felt, I was probably in just as bad as pain. I revved the engine and drove off down the driveway. "Safe & Sounds" by Taylor Swift featuring The civil wars, started playing on the radio. Pain enveloped my body, causing me to tremble. I made it to the hospital in minutes, I sat in my car, tears falling like a water fall down my face.

     I hadn't even seen EJ yet, but I felt I have no idea if word could describe it. Pulling out my keys, I jumped out of the car, and slowly moved my way to the inside of the hospital. I asked th receptionist where I could find EJ and she said, "Ahh Elias Julian, would be straight down that hallway. Last door." I nodded and said, "Thank you." I made my way down the hallway and saw the one person I was dreading to see. Jason stood outside EJ's door, looking almost casual. I ran up to him and pushed him, "Why? Why the heck did you have to do this?!" He stood there, no surprise even crossing over his face.

     Anger bubbled up in me, like a volcano, I would explode. I pushed him again and yelled, "You could of left him alone! He'd be fine right now! Not struggling!" Arms clasped my arms behind my back, it was Dr. Knight. I struggled against him, trying to break free, but he pulled me back away from my target, "I hate you Jason! Your a big bully! I would be happy not to see you again," I yelled those hatred words at him. Dr. Knight took me around a corner.

                                                          Jason's Point of view

Katerina's words hit me in the chest like a punch. I deserved them, I needed someone to call me a bully, to hate me. I needed someone to knock some since into me, I was in a stupour, I couldn't even remember why I had hurt him. EJ was never a really a friend, but nor was he any serious enemy of mine. I looked into the room where EJ lay, looking asleep doesn't bare me the resentment of the truth. Katerina was right, he was struggling. His breathing was slow, he should've woken up some what by now!

     I fell against the wall, hitting my head on my knees. Impulses, are probably the worst things you could have. Hurting EJ is probably the worst impulse I possessed and now I will regret it. He better not die, I will hate myself for the rest of my life. Katerina would never forgive me and she was stubborn. EJ was the one who could soften her up, make her happy, even at her maddest. Boy, was she mad, I knew it. A nurse came up to me and said, "No loitering in the hall." I gave her a pleading look and she sighed, "Fine."

     She stomped away, probably guessing it wouldn't be good to push it. I hate myself, I hate I don't know everything right now. I looked back at the room where EJ was and then sprinted full speed out the door. I ran, I ran through the forest. I wished I could get out of this body, out of this life. I fell to my knee and clung to the only sane thought I held. I would not kill myself, I would endure suffering. No matter what it costs.

                                                          Katerina's Point of View

Dr. Knight took me to the waiting room, a place where I could settle my anger down. About fifteen minutes later he told me I could come back to see EJ, since Jason was gone. I didn't care where he went! The words I had said, I meant them. I was infuriated, I didn't not need to see his awful face. I walked back down the hall, pain hitting me again, I almost fell to my knees. I held up and made my way all the way to EJ's room. I stopped in the doorway, he looked peaceful, like a god sent down from heaven.

     I bit my lip and walked over to his bedside. If it weren't for the movement of his chest going up and down, I would have thought him already dead. I sighed a wave of nausea taking over me, but it passed. I walked to where I was right against the frame of the bed. I leaned over and kissed his head which was surprisingly warm, "You will not die, you will not leave me, or your family behind. I love you, Elias." I stood and was about to take a seat when I heard a small "Kat."

     I swerved around and looked to EJ, he had spoken, I knew that voice from anywhere. "EJ," I almost squealed and ran to his beside. "Little Dove," he said, almost sounding unsure of it. "I'm right here," I said taking his hand, kissing his palm, I set it back down. A lone tear escaped and made its way down my face. EJ reached out his hand and caught it. He brought my tear to his lips and said, "Don't cry love." I smiled, "Always the protector."

     EJ nodded, smiling, and said, "Until the bitter end." His voice was hoarse, which concerned me, but he didn't do anything. He also looked exhausted. "Darling, sleep. I will be here when you wake. Just close your eyes, you will be safe & sound. I promise." He smiled, closing his eyes. I kissed each eyelid. I would be the protector for once. "I love you," I told him and took a seat not far from his bedside. Hospitalization was not the way for EJ to spend his days, so I was determined to keep my word, and ensure is safety.