My Eyes Pick Up What Most Leave Behind

Chapter Five

I know it's been a while, but here's the next chapter. VOTE. COMMENT. fan....thanks for reading!!! I even added Alice's P.O.V. Yes, this is STILL saturday, the day of the party. It's probably sometime around midnight. I didnt forget about Erick. He is coming in the next chapter. :D 

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Ch 5

Scarlett's P.O.V 

Nanami ran into Mark's arms, as I bolted to Alice. "You okay?" I asked her. She smiled back weakly. "Yeah, I'm fine, but a band-aid sure wouldn't hurt." I went to her bathroom cabinet and took out some gauze. I wrapped the gauze around her wound, and taped the end in place. I untied her, well, I cut all of the rope off of her, and she rubbed the spots where her skin was cut.  

"So, are we all happy now?" I asked. Alice, who was still shaking. She nodded and smiled up at me. I suggested that she went and took a hot bath and she happy complied. Mark nodded too, and Nanami remorsefully looked at me. "I'm terribly sorry. She said some things that...er....angered me, and I could not contain myself. You have brought my beloved Mark back to me, and we will gladly be out of your way." Before I could respond, they both disappeared.

Alice P.O.V

I walked to my bathroom and sighed. I filled the bathtub up with some hot water, and poured some bubble bath in it. I got into the bathtub, and my mind was immediately put at ease. About twenty minutes later I stepped out of the tub and dried off with a towel. I put on some comfy pajamas and walked out to my living room. My mom left my dad and me when I was about 12, and ever since then my dad has been an alcoholic. It's very rare that I see him sober. I noticed Scarlett sitting on my couch, with a puzzled crease in her forehead.  

"They disappeared! Into thin air!" She said. I jumped, I really didn't expect her to speak. "Yeah, ghosts can do that." I replied. She rolled her eyes and grabbed her car keys. "I better be getting home. I don't want my mom to come home to an empty house. She'd freak. You wanna sleep over?" I thought it over, and realized it'd be best if I stayed home tonight. "Nah, I'm good. Bye!" I said back. "Bye, Alice. Stay safe." I nodded and she left.  

I went to find my dad, to make sure he was okay. I walked into his room and found him on the floor, completely motionless. I took in my breath sharply and squealed, "Dad?!" No response. I knelt down and felt for a pulse. It was there, but extremely weak. I felt the tears push their way to my eyes. I held them back and went to find a phone.  

I found the home phone and dialed 911 as fast as I could. I walked back to my dad as I heard the electronic ring on the other line. A woman picked up. "Hello, what's the emergency?" I struggled to speak in a strong voice.

"It's my dad. He's on the floor in his room, he won't respond to me, and barely has a pulse." My voice cracked as I said the word pulse.

 "Ok. We'll be right over." She said. How can she sound so calm?! I sat on the floor next to my dad.

"Stay with me. I can't lose another parent, don't give up. Please, dad, stay with me," I whimpered. I wiped the tears from my eyes and kissed his forhead. I heard an ambulance out front and ran to open the door.

They followed me into his room, and promptly lifted him onto a stretcher. Once they got him out to the ambulance, they felt for a pulse. I watched, completely helpless, as they shouted medical codes at each other.

A young paramedic walked up to me. "Don't worry, honey. Everything will be OK." she said. I could tell by looking at her that even she didn't believe it. The red and white lights flashed everywhere.

I replied, probably a bit to coldly, "You should try convincing yourself of it first."

The neighbors started peeking out there windows, and stepping onto their porches to see what all the commotion is about. I held my head down and stared at the floor. I tried to avert my thoughts, but I couldnt stop thinking of the worst.

The same paramedic that not-so-convincingly assured me that he'd be okay helped me into the back of the ambulance. I saw my dad and was still fighting back tears. It has never gone this far before. We speed off to the hospital, and walked briskly to the Emergency Room. We passed through a little waiting room, and started through a pair of heavy doors. One of the staff members stopped me.

"I'm sorry, but you cannot go past these doors." I started sobbing uncontrollably. "But- But my dad. He's back there. I need - I need to be with him." I choked out.

The nurse ushered me into the waiting room. "I'm sorry, but you'll have to wait here." He said, in a tone full of fake sympathy. I sat in the hospital waiting room in my pajamas, slippers, and a face full of tears. I felt bad for anyone that has to look at me. Just then, a doctor stepped into the waiting room. I looked up when he called my name.

 "Alice, I'm terribly sorry. But the chances of your dad surviving are very slim. Please follow me, he'd like to see you."

 I tried to swallow the lump in my throat when I stood up. I sniffled as more tears poured onto my damp t-shirt.

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I have gone through my story for the first time in about a year. My grammar was horrible! I'm editing everything right now. I feel like the people who told me that it was great lied. I made a lot of mistakes. Oh, well. I'm fixing it now!