Geoff cried the entire way to the hospital, begging to see Becky and Sarah. He was so scared.
"Alright Geoff, it's alright. You're safe. I'm Ryan. I'll help keep you safe, okay?" Ryan said gently. He took a pair of scissors and started to cut Geoff's shirt off, knowing that Geoff had definitely fractured his shoulder or collarbone.
"No! No, this is my favourite shirt!" Geoff sobbed. "I-I don't want you to cut it! Please don't cut it, please don't-" he felt the cold scissors graze his skin. "No!"
"It's alright Geoff, you're okay.." Ryan soothed, cutting the sleeves open and taking the shirt off Geoff. There was severe bruising on his rib cage and on his hip, along with a massive gash on the side of his stomach. It was obvious the boy had fractured his clavicle, as there was a massive dent where his collarbone was. "Can you get some anaesthetic, Alex?"
Alex, the other paramedic, nodded. He handed a small needle to Ryan along with some wipes. "You'll be alright Geoff." He said. It was obvious Alex was new.
Ryan pushed his blue hair back, gently wiping down Geoff's shoulder. "Is there anything you're allergic to Geoff?" He already knew, he just wanted to make conversation with the terrified boy.
"M-milk, I guess. I'm allergic to dairy. Lactose intolerant." Geoff said quietly, eyeing the needle. "Where are you putting that?" His breathing started to quicken. "N-no, no needles-" he shook his head quickly. "No! Nonono!"
"Geoff, it's going to numb the pain. It'll make you feel better, I promise," Ryan soothed.
"No!" Geoff yelled. "No needles, I'll do anything, no needles!"
"Alright, alright. No needles. Alex, can you see if we have any patches?" Ryan asked. He started to wipe down Geoff's cut. "You're alright. Deep breaths, buddy."
"I wanna go home, I want my sisters, I want my mom!" Geoff cried. "M-mom!"
"We'll call your mom, okay? Where was she today Geoff?" Ryan asked, pressing a numbing patch onto Geoff's shoulder.
"She's dead!" Geoff sobbed. "She's dead! I want her back!" His breathing quickened. Geoff was hyperventilating. "I wanna go home!" He yelled, trying to force himself out of the bed. He kicked and screamed, rocking the stretcher as hard as he could.
Ryan sighed, gently placing a mask over Geoff's mouth and nose. "Deep breaths," he said gently. "One, two, three.."
Geoff felt himself relax. All his fears subsided. He looked up at the ambulance ceiling, a smile breaking out onto his face. "Woah," he whispered, reaching out with his hand to touch the millions of dots and stars. "Wow.." he whispered again, giggling when the stars attached to his fingers. It tickled. Everything went black all of a sudden. Geoff's arm dropped, and he passed out.
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Geoff woke up in a hospital bed. He knew how Awsten felt all of a sudden. He frowned to himself, looking down at his arm. There was a cast covering his hand, and his arm was in a sling. He reached up to his shoulder, touching his it as gently as possible. A sharp pain coursed through his body, and he felt bandages beneath his gown. He looked around the room, confused as hell. "Sarah?" He called out, his voice cracking. "Becky?"
No answer.
Geoff reached for his phone, texting Sarah quickly. He was terrified. He had no idea what was going on and the last thing he remembered was getting out into ambulance after his dad beat him up.
After ten minutes, Sarah still hadn't replied. Geoff climbed out of bed, ignoring the sharp pains in his stomach. He walked out of the room, seeing Sarah and Becky at the end of the hall. He ran to them, wrapping his arm tightly around the two girls as best he could. He didn't care that a police woman was trying to question them. "I was so scared, I-I didn't know where you were!" Geoff held them as tightly as possible, pulling away after a second. "I have a cast, m-my shoulder.. my stomach.. are you okay? Did he hurt you?"
"No Geoff," Sarah said quietly. "We're fine. We hid in our closet and called the police," Sarah looked at the floor. "I'm sorry."
"Why are you sorry?" Geoff asked. "It wasn't your fault. I should thank you, you saved my life. He would've stomped me to death."
"No, Gee, I'm sorry. It's my fault," Sarah looked up at Geoff, tears in her eyes. "I told him about it. I told him."
