Loving Can Hurt

Chapter 15

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Chapter 15

Georgina and I grasped onto each others hands, waiting for Dylan to land, then heard it,

A snap.

A thud.

A scream.

My heart began to race and I knew that Georgina's had too due to the heavy breaths she began to take. Dylan's screamed pierced through the entire field, and it wasn't an act. He lay on the ground holding onto his knee and rocking back and forth, pain escaping through his eyes and lips quickly and easily. Georgina let go of my hand and began sprinting towards Dylan. Thomas and Wes were first on the scene examining Dylan's injuries.

"Someone call an ambulance!!" Thomas shouted as he stood up to see George running towards them. He tried to stop her so that she didn't have to see the pain her boyfriend was in, but she forced her way through Thomas' arms, shoving him hard to the ground as well. I was last to the scene but ran as quickly as I could without letting shock take over my entire body.

"It hurts...it really really hurts." I heard Dylan mumbling to Georgina as she cradled her in his arms. Dylan's cries were like when a kid is in pain and wants their parent's to notice them for attention, he screamed and whined, and shook in place.

"Dylan!" I sprinted up to him only to see a sight I wish I hadn't. Dylan's knee was popped out of place to the left and his leg look as if it weren't even attached to the knee cap. I knelt down to Dylan and put a hand on his knee gently to try and sooth it. Georgina immediately slapped my hand away.

"GET AWAY FROM HIM!!" She hollered as Dylan began to get quieter and quieter. I moved closer to his face only to notice Dylan's eyes start to shut slowly.

"George, he's passing out! Try to keep him with us!" I shouted as I grabbed the script out of Wes' hands.

"Hey!" Wes shouted, but I took it from his grasp and began fanning Dylan with it. A few minutes later and we heard the sirens, letting medicals come in and take Dylan into the vehicle. Georgina went with him and didn't say a word to us, she just got in and stroked Dylan's hair as he passed out cold from the pain. The vehicle doors slammed shut and they drove off. Everyone on set was in shock, and didn't move until finally the silence was broken.

"Everyone call it a day. We can't continue now." Wes shouted going to pack up. Thomas and I just stood in the field watching our best friend be taken to the hospital, where he possibly could be taken for surgery. "I hope he's okay." I thought to myself, as Thomas pulled me into his arms.

Half an hour later

Thomas and I were sitting in the waiting room, hoping to eventually hear from Dylan and Georgina, however it took a very long time. I began to bite my nails and breath heavier due to the stress. "Please be okay...please please Dylan...please be okay," I thought to myself as I rocked back and forth in my chair. I then felt a hand on my back.

"He's going to be alright, Love. I promise." Thomas told me with an obviously fake smile. He was worried too. After all why wouldn't he be? That's his best friend. I could see deep down in his dark brown eyes that he was hurting, he didn't want to admit it, but he was hurt, frustrated, sad, confused, worried, and angry. His eyes spoke all that he couldn't bring himself to speak. He then turned to look down at the floor away from me, and his fake smile vanished to an emotionless lump. I held his hand for comfort, and he didn't even look my way. He didn't smile, he didn't blush, he didn't chuckle like he does every time our hands touched, instead he just intertwined our fingers, and squeezed. He squeezed hard. Both of us sit there emotionless on our face, but raging with it inside our hearts. We stare at the floor hand in hand...waiting...waiting...