Shane's POV*
I don't think I've ever driven so fast in my life. My mind is racing faster then the Jeep. I can't believe my brother is in the hospital. "Why him! Why did they beat up him! They could have gone and beat up anyone else! Why Ryker! He's a good kid!" I was yelling. Marina touched my shoulder and looked at me. "Shane, he's going to be okay. Ryker is a strong kid. He's going to make it." She said. Cammi is still crying in the back of the car. She's explaining to Marina how bad the situation is. Cammi said that Ryker looked like he lost a lot of blood, and when the paramedics came to get him he was unconscious. We pulled into the hospital parking lot and parked right by the doors. I flung my door open and ran inside. Marina and Cammi got out of the car and Cammi ran in. Marina closed my door and then came. There was a nurse sitting at a desk. "Hi, My names Shane. This is my girlfriend Marina and my...um... sister Cammi." I had to lie, I know they only let in family. "Who are you wanting to see?" The nurse asked. "Ryker, Ryker Monetti." I told her. She typed in something to the computer and then write down some stuff on a piece of paper. "I'm going to need some sort of identification just to verify your relation to the patient." The nurse said. I pulled out my student ID out of my wallet and showed her. "Okay, your good." She said. She handed me a piece of paper with numbers and names. "239 is the room he's in. Dr.Brooks is who's taking care of him, and 7:43 is the time he was brought into the hospital." She said. I checked the time on my phone, it read 8:24. "Thank you." I said. I grabbed the paper and ran down the hall with Marina and Cammi following me. Room 239 is on the second floor. Marina and Cammi took the elevator, I wanted to take the stairs. I ran up the stairs to Ryker's room. I opened the door and I couldn't believe what I was seeing. My 14 year old baby brother was laying in a hospital bed, the only way I could tell that he was alive because the monitor was beeping steadily. I went and sat in a chair beside the bed. Ryker wouldn't hurt a fly and he's never been a bad kid, I don't know what happened. He had a huge gash in his fore head and 2 black eyes. He had bruises up and down his arms and legs. The worst was his stomach and back. On his stomach I could see 3 huge gashes that looked like a knife were used to cut them. His back had a huge gash across it and a bunch of bruises. I couldn't take this. I grabbed Ryker's hand and a tear fell down my face. Marina and Cammi opened the door and walked in. Their faces were in shock. Cammi sat in a chair against the wall and started to cry uncontrollably. Marina came and stood behind me and put her hands on my shoulders, she was crying too. "Don't worry girls, Ryker is going to be okay." I said to them. "Mar, stay here and watch Cammi. I'm going to go see if I can find his doctor." I stood up and walked out of the room. Down the hall I saw a group of doctors. "Excuse me, but are any of you Dr.Brooks?" I asked. A tall blonde woman turned around and looked at me. "That would be me. How can I help you?" She asked. "My brother is in room 239, His name is Ryker Monetti and I just wanted to know if he's going to be okay and how much longer he's going to be in here." She walked to the left and grabbed a file from a shelf on the wall. "Ah yes, Mr.Monetti. We did a full body check and he isn't critically injured besides from the cuts. He had a tetanus shot so there's no damage of rust from the knife. We did stitch him up though. He should only have to stay here overnight, I can release him in the morning." She said "okay thank you so much." I said. I went back to the room and when I walked in Marina was hugging Cammi and telling her that everything was going to be okay. I told Cammi and Mar that he could be released tomorrow. Cammi was so happy and Marina came over and kissed me. "See baby, I told you he would be okay." She said, and I believed her completely.
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The lost lovers
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