Overboard

Chapter 11:I care for you

I look around to see where I am. I see myself in a hospital bed with no shirt and scrub pants. I look to my right and see a window and outside is the lake I passed out at. I look around for Drew. I need to know where Drew is, she was gonna tell me where mommy, I mean Gracie is.

Justin:Drew, Drew come to daddy where are you?

I sit straight up in bed and shut my eyes hoping I'd find Drew with Gracie. Someone puts their hands on my face softly. I open my eyes to see who it is. I find myself looking into those great green eyes and begin to get calm. I look at whoever's face this is and realize it's not those green eyes I'd hope they'd be.

Pamela:Justin?

I move my face out of her hands and lie down.

Pamela:you're awake are you okay?

Justin:I'm okay, where's everybody?

She sits down on the bed next to my legs.

Pamela:what do you mean? I'm here it's okay.

Justin:Gracie? Where is she?

Pamela:I don't know, but you need rest.

Justin:I think I've had enough rest, I'm in a freaking hospital bed!

Pamela:calm down please, you don't need anymore heat. You're in the infirmary.

Justin:what do you mean heat?

Pamela:Justin you've been out for five days. You had a heat stroke and kind of a panic attack.

Justin:wait five days?

Pamela:yes you need rest.

I struggle to get out of bed I'm not as weak, but not strong either. Pamela stops me from getting up. She holds me down, while I try to unwrap the blanket from me.

Justin:I need to see Gracie. She needs to know I'm okay! I need to know if she's okay!

Pamela:she's fine, she's with Jason she's okay, worried about you but okay.

I stop struggling and lie down looking at the window. Pamela lies down next to me. I look at her and run my fingers through her hair. She wraps her arms around my arm.

Pamela:I've been here whenever I'm not busy, hoping you'd wake up.

I sit up and move, making Pamela move from me and sit up too. I slouch and look at Pamela.

Justin:look Pamela, you're really nice but you're not who I want.

She gets up from the bed and gathers her things getting ready to leave. She looks down and puts a strand of loose hair behind her ear. I look at her still slouched. I put on a I'm sorry face

Justin:Pamela, come here.

I pat a space on the bed next to me. She lifts her head and has a understanding face but still looks like a sad puppy. She comes over and sits down.

Pamela:I know it's Gracie, it's okay. I mean she's pretty, but you pick her over me?

We look at each other and both lightly laugh. I run my hand through my hair. She puts her hand on my chest making me stop brushing my hair.

Pamela:since I'm prettier than her and you picked her over me, I know that you actually like her, so I won't butt in.

I put my hand on hers and she moves it away. She kisses my cheek then walks to the door. I say something making her stop

Justin:Thanks, I'll see you in counseling.

Pamela:yeah kind of.

She winks then smiles a sneaky smile then leaves. I stay there looking out the window hoping to see Gracie. I hear something besides the heavy breathing coming from my chest. I turn towards the door and see Gracie.