Kaylor Family One-Shots

Saving Jonte (Part 7)

Karlie's P.O.V

It's been almost a full week since Jonte was placed in a coma to help the swelling on his brain. But the doctors are all telling us that he is healing nicely and that within the next few hours they will start to pull him out of his coma but for now, all we can do is wait for him. The waiting is what is the most annoying because it's no shock that we (Taylor and I) are not patient people. She is currently sending me out on a coffee run while she sits with Jonte which is fine by me. I'm excited that she is willing to spend time with him and she is beginning to annoy the doctors so the sooner they bring him around the better.

I'm about to order Taylor's pumpkin spice latte when my phone rings and so I excuse myself and answer it. "Karlie you have to come back, he's awake. Well waking up but you need to come back." I nod into my phone and I'm really excited but instead I say, "do you want the latte?" she laughs and says, "no silly just come back." I nod and I'm about to hang up but then she says, "well I mean if you're there..." then it's my turn to laugh and I nod to the cashier who smiles and re-writes the order onto the cup for me. I quickly confirm the latte with Taylor and then I pay for her coffee. The coffee is quickly organized and within ten minutes I'm going back towards the hospital.

Walking into the private ward where Taylor and I paid to have Jonte put the nurses are all buzzing around and as I walk past the nurse's station I hear chatter about a certain pop star going absolutely off her face about some kid. Pausing I see one of the student nurses with her back to me while the charge nurse looks at her with a smug look. I only shake my head and walk past them towards the room where Jonte is and there in the seat next to him is Taylor. She's quietly rubbing his hand almost comforting him.

"Hey Tay, coffee?" she sits up and looks at me.

"Hey Karlie, oh my god I really need that." I watch as she stands and stretches like normal and then I quickly hand her the coffee and she accepts it gratefully and takes a sip. I switch places with her as her phone buzzes and she picks it up. "It's mom, she'll want an update. I'll take it outside." I nod and sit down and then as Taylor answers it I say cheekily, "maybe avoid the nurse's station as I hear you had a bit of a meltdown before..." She flicks me off and heads out the door talking to her mom and sipping her coffee. I know that it will be a short conversation because Taylor has grown very attached to Jonte over the past few days and it's sweet to see. But she forgets that when he wakes up, it has to be Jonte's decision as to whether or not he would like to be fostered or adopted by us.

As I sit and ponder our current situation Dr Richards walks in, she checks his chart and pauses to check his pulse on his wrist. I look up from my phone where I had been texting Selena who was taking care of the cats for us while we've been up here. Security are nearby and we've gotten a hotel room nearby so that security can at least have a place to sleep during their off shifts. They know the drill now after all these years so it's no surprise that they manage to organize themselves with no help from anyone else. "He's doing well Karlie," I look up and she nods. "Jonte is strong and he will be okay. His knee will be healing and he's missed the painful parts of the recovery so it will be okay." I nod, "Taylor mentioned he was awake earlier will he go in and out or stay out for longer periods?" She looks at his chart again and says, "no he will wake up more frequently now and so when he does he will still be under the pain medication but not as drowsy." I nod and as she goes to speak he begins to stir. "See, he's starting to wake again." I look down and I see his eyes flickering. "I'll come back in a bit to talk to you and Taylor and hopefully Jonte if he's awake fully then." I nod and as I look down Jonte's eyes meet my own and he says, "Karlie?"

Jonte's P.O.V

Waking up is like waking from a dream except that it's harder because I feel heavy, so heavy. "Karlie?" I speak when my eyes finally dart open and focus on the nearest shape. I could have sworn earlier I heard Taylor speak and someone rub my hand but it was probably part of a dream so I've been ignoring it but now that I see Karlie I know that it was probably Taylor who was beside me and comforting me. "Hey bud, how are you?" Karlie questions looking down at me. I move and let out a groan, "sore. Damn it that hurts."

"Well stop moving and it will be easier." Karlie comments and I smirk and roll my eyes at her.

"Haha, very funny. What happened? Apart from getting hit?" I question as Karlie settles back into her chair next to the bed. But before she can speak the door opens and Taylor walks in.

She too comes over and sits down on the arm of Karlie's chair as they both start to comment on what has happened since I was hit by the elusive friend of my fathers'. It's a weird feeling to know that you're life has changed in the past week and a bit but that you're completely oblivious to it. It sounded stressful for Karlie and Taylor and they've been so kind in getting me a private room and making sure that I've had the best care possible which was so nice of them. I know that there is and was the chance of them fostering me or taking me for a few days so I could get out of the foster house for a bit. I really want to talk about it with them but I've got no idea about how to approach it and so we sit in silence for a while.

With a nudge from Taylor, Karlie clears her throat and they both look at me but before they can say anything I say, "is this conversation going to be about the fostering option that I was given?" I question as Taylor looks at me and says, "well kind of. We are talking about that but we want to change it slightly, if that's okay." I nod and she continues with, "what would you think about being adopted by us?" My mouth drops open in shock as she continues with, "we've grown really attached to you and it's been easy to worry about you and it's scary for us as I imagine it is for you as well but we want to support you and we want to show you that we care about you. So...yeah," she states finishing mid statement. I feel the corners of my mouth begin to turn upwards and I say, "well I had made my mind up before I got hit by the car and I would love it if I could come and stay with you but now that we've spent a little bit of time together and this may be too soon and we may have to adjust but I would love it if you adopted me. I can tell that you care for me and although I can't promise to always be an open book. I can promise to try to be open and that's something that's big for me and I've never had to be this open before but I'm willing to try. I trust you and hopefully that's enough." I state overthinking in my brain that I've simply spat it all out and nothing makes sense but then I look at them and I smile as they say, "well welcome to our family Jonte."

End of Part 7.