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Chapter 2
"Mikayla!" I heard someone say. Someone was shaking me. I opened my eyes. Everything was blurry. My eyes came back into focus. I groaned. It was Kathryn. I sat up. "What happened?" I asked, that throbbing headache had become something more. "Well you went into the bathroom and you never came back out, so I came and checked in here." Kathryn said. "Really?" I asked. "And we have to get you to the hospital!" Kathryn said. "Why? I feel fine!" I said. "Well you're bleeding like a maniac, I'm pretty sure you cracked your skull and stuff." Kathryn said.
I stood up and looked in the mirror. Kathryn was right, the side of my head was wet and still gushing out blood. I dabbed at it with a paper towel. Kathryn, helped me walk out. Outside the bathroom stood my boyfriend and his brothers. "Mikayla!" Joe yelled. Kathryn let go of me and I fell into Joe's arms. "We have to get her to the hospital." Nick said. "Wow, thank you Mr. Obvious!" I whispered, glaring at Nick. Me and everyone else got into Mrs. Simpson's car. Well me, Kathryn, Joe and Nick. Kevin had to take his own car.
At the hospital we parked and went in through the emergency entrance. "What's wrong with her?" a lady asked Mrs. Simpson. Can't she see? I can barely stand up by myself and I'm gushing blood out of the side of my head?! I thought. "She can't stand up and she's losing tons of blood!" Kathryn said.
A few doctors rushed towards me with a stretcher. They strapped me in, and started taking me into the emergency room. "Joe." I screamed. Joe rushed to my side and tried to keep up with the stretcher. He took my hand. "Joe...I love you!" I said. "I love you too!" Joe said. He stopped running and went back to sit with everyone else.
They numbed me up so they do x-rays and sew me up and fix my skull and a whole bunch of other stuff that I couldn't name. I woke up in a room. My eyes came into focus. I was in one of those ultra cool beds, I had IV's stuck in my arm. The room was boring and plain. White walls, small window, one couch, a bathroom, a black t.v. a heart monitor and all that boring doctor stuff.
"Can we go in there now?" I heard a voice ask. "Sorry, but she needs her rest." a calm voice replied. "I don't care, I'm going to see my girlfriend!" the aggrevated and angry voice said. Joe...my boyfriend. I smiled. "Joe." I screamed. With that, everyone piled into my room, first in line, Joe. Joe rushed to my side. "Joe." I said, I touched his face. "Mikayla!" Joe said, touching my face. "What'd they do to me?" I asked, everyone else. "Well they stapled up the wound, they tried to patch up your skull but there was a giant gap and some of your skull got nailed, right into your brain. It was so far into your brain, they couldn't get the skull pieces out." Mrs. Simpson explained. "And you have a comcussion." Kathryn said. And a broken leg! I thought looking at my left leg which was in a cast.
"When can I go home?" I asked. I really wanted to be in my bedroom, with my cat, Pinky, by my side. "When they can find out how to get the pieces of your skull out." Nick said. My jaw dropped. I slammed my head back onto my pillow. I groaned. They were never gonna' get my skull out of my brain. "Am I gonna' die?" I asked. "And are they gonna' let my body rot here?!" I added. "I dunno." Joe said. Everyone was giggling at my last remark to reply, except Joe. Joe, who was usually the happy, funny, loud, laughy person was the quiet, sad, sad, mournful person now.
I clutched onto his hand. "You're not gonna' die. You're Mikayla the invincible!" I heard Kathryn say on the couch. I closed my eyes. I had to think this stuff out. "Guys, I have to think!" I said. "Okay." Kevin, Nick, Kathryn, and Mrs. Simpson said in unison. They all left. Joe stayed by my side. "You heard me, leave!" I said, giving Joe a glare. Joe let go of my hand. I had never been this heartless toward him. He kissed my forehead, and walked out. "I'm not gonna' die!" I assured Joe before he left my room.
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