Jalissa: A Love Story

Chapter 3: The Hospital

"Jacob! Get up." I laugh at him.
He doesn't respond, staying perfectly still. Kate raises an eyebrow from behind him. I reach down to help him up, but he doesn't seem to be breathing.
"Jacob come on-" I start to say.
"What's up with him?" Stefan says as he and Sky walk up.
"He just collapsed." Kate replied for me.
I crouch down beside him, trying to shake him awake. I feel at his neck and find one but it's faint.
"Guys call for help!" I scream at them, interrupting their idle chit chat. Sky and Stefan both take out their phones. Stefan calls for immediate help and Sky texts Ariel.
Thankfully, Stefan is able to get an ambulance on its way with his limited Spanish. We all wait around, trying all sorts of things to try and wake him up. An officer and a paramedic arrive shortly after.
"Hola, Señor," Sky says remembering her Spanish she learned in Middle and High school, "¿Puedes por favor, ayudar a mi amigo? Está inconsciente."
They both nod, and pick up Jacob, carrying him into the ambulance.
"¿Cuándo empezó su amigo obtener noqueado?" The officer asks us when did Jacob get knocked out.
"Hace unos 45 minutos," Stefan replies back.
Since Kate, is terrible at Spanish, I translate what Sky, Stefan, and the officers are saying. I inform Kate, that they just asked them how many minutes ago did this happen.
We rushed off to the nearest hospital, where we had the tedious task of translating all his healthcare information to the doctors.
While I wanted to stay with him, everyone said we all needed some sleep so we went back to the hotel at around 2am.
The bed seemed stiff and the air seemed to be buzzing with energy causing me to toss and turn. Was he going to be okay? How long will he be out? Will he be flown back? Will we have to leave him here?
These questions circled my mind until I finally gave in to the wonderful world of dreams.
~End of Chapter~