Is This The End?
Because You Stand And Stare
The car stopped and made me realize we had got to the hospital… I hated hospitals… They’re just not my place. Linda came and opened the door Jeff and Seb helped her get Chuck again. I stared as they walked inside the hospital.
“Hey, are you ok?” Pierre asked putting his hand on my shoulder. I looked at him, I wasn’t sure about my expression, but I was terrified and sad. “It’s going to be ok.” He smiled weakly and hugged me… I would’ve gotten surprised about him hugging me in other cases, he was kind of space keeper with girls, but I was just too worried… what if something happened to Chuck?
David’s P.O.V.
We were at the waiting room, it had passed 1 hour or so… We still didn’t know anything about Chuck; I was getting more and more nervous every second that went by. I looked at my left to find her, my aunt hugging her, she was really worried… I wonder if she would be that way if something happened to me too…
I could tell she was pulling back the tears, her eyes were watery. I looked at my right, trying to distract myself from her pain, I didn’t like it… I just didn’t like seeing her like that… Pierre, Seb and Jeff sat with blank expressions. I can’t resist this for too much longer, if I don’t know anything about him I’m going to go crazy! Why can’t they tell us if he’s ok… or not…
“Charles Comeau’s relatives?” Jeff, Pierre, Seb and I jumped at the name.
“Yes?” Linda asked standing up, Azelia by her side, staring at the doctor.
“Are you his mother?”
“No, but I’m in charge of him…”
“Do you think his parents could come?” Stop the stupid questions!
“I’m afraid they can’t… They’re in Canada…” Linda answered and the doctor sighed.
“Ok, well. I’m going to explain to you what happened. The kid… Charles.”
“Chuck!” Pierre screamed.
“Sure. Chuck. Seemed to have a lot of stress lately… Do you know anything about it?”
“Well… He’s a very responsible kid… I think he might have stress…”
“Can you tell me, what was he doing when he passed out?”
“We were doing band practice… we stopped to get a rest and he looked sick, he said he was dizzy. We were about to take him to get a rest on his bed and he just passed out…” Pierre explained.
“Oh, I see… Can you tell me… what does Charles play?” What does that has to do with anything!? Damn stupid doctors… I glared into space.
“Drums…” Seb answered this time, with a hint doubt in his tone.
“Well. Playing drums must have gotten his nerves on…” The doctor sighed.
“But, he’ll be fine?” Azelia asked.
“Sure, sure. He’ll get better. I think he might wake up in about half hour.”
I looked at Azelia’s expression as she sighed in relief. I smiled at my self and we all went back to sit. Linda rubbed her arm and whispered something in her ear.
“Hey, Chuck is getting better soon!” I said enthusiastically.
“Yeah.” She smiled, looking at me.
“How is your ankle feeling?”
“Much better, thanks.”
“Kids I’m going to the bathroom, do you want to come honey?” Aunt Linda asked her standing up.
“No thanks.” She smiled again.
“Ok, I’ll be right back.” She said and walked away.
“Your aunt is the nicest adult I’ve ever known exists.” She giggled.
“Yeah. She pretty much is one of the nicest persons.” I agreed.
An awkward silence came, we just kept silence and waited for the time we could go see Chuck. About 40 minutes later we were able to see him. I was nervous, and I wanted to know how he was.
Pierre’s P.O.V.
“Finally we can see Chuck!” Seb shouted as we walked over Chuck’s door.
I walked in front of everyone else and opened the door as I arrived to the room. Chuck sat on his bed looking at me.
“Hey....” He looked down.
“Hey Chuck. How are you feeling?”
“Good… I guess.” He sighed.
“Hey Chuck, honey. Are you feeling alright?” Linda asked him touching his arm.
“Yeah, thanks.” He smiled at her.
“Chuck!” Azelia threw her arms around him and hugged him.
“Hi.” Chuck blushed as their heads were side to side.
“You scared me so bad!” She pulled away from him; he blushed even more and smiled.
“Well… I’m sorry?” She giggled and hugged him again, he smiled widely.
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“Hey, are you ok?” Pierre asked putting his hand on my shoulder. I looked at him, I wasn’t sure about my expression, but I was terrified and sad. “It’s going to be ok.” He smiled weakly and hugged me… I would’ve gotten surprised about him hugging me in other cases, he was kind of space keeper with girls, but I was just too worried… what if something happened to Chuck?
David’s P.O.V.
We were at the waiting room, it had passed 1 hour or so… We still didn’t know anything about Chuck; I was getting more and more nervous every second that went by. I looked at my left to find her, my aunt hugging her, she was really worried… I wonder if she would be that way if something happened to me too…
I could tell she was pulling back the tears, her eyes were watery. I looked at my right, trying to distract myself from her pain, I didn’t like it… I just didn’t like seeing her like that… Pierre, Seb and Jeff sat with blank expressions. I can’t resist this for too much longer, if I don’t know anything about him I’m going to go crazy! Why can’t they tell us if he’s ok… or not…
“Charles Comeau’s relatives?” Jeff, Pierre, Seb and I jumped at the name.
“Yes?” Linda asked standing up, Azelia by her side, staring at the doctor.
“Are you his mother?”
“No, but I’m in charge of him…”
“Do you think his parents could come?” Stop the stupid questions!
“I’m afraid they can’t… They’re in Canada…” Linda answered and the doctor sighed.
“Ok, well. I’m going to explain to you what happened. The kid… Charles.”
“Chuck!” Pierre screamed.
“Sure. Chuck. Seemed to have a lot of stress lately… Do you know anything about it?”
“Well… He’s a very responsible kid… I think he might have stress…”
“Can you tell me, what was he doing when he passed out?”
“We were doing band practice… we stopped to get a rest and he looked sick, he said he was dizzy. We were about to take him to get a rest on his bed and he just passed out…” Pierre explained.
“Oh, I see… Can you tell me… what does Charles play?” What does that has to do with anything!? Damn stupid doctors… I glared into space.
“Drums…” Seb answered this time, with a hint doubt in his tone.
“Well. Playing drums must have gotten his nerves on…” The doctor sighed.
“But, he’ll be fine?” Azelia asked.
“Sure, sure. He’ll get better. I think he might wake up in about half hour.”
I looked at Azelia’s expression as she sighed in relief. I smiled at my self and we all went back to sit. Linda rubbed her arm and whispered something in her ear.
“Hey, Chuck is getting better soon!” I said enthusiastically.
“Yeah.” She smiled, looking at me.
“How is your ankle feeling?”
“Much better, thanks.”
“Kids I’m going to the bathroom, do you want to come honey?” Aunt Linda asked her standing up.
“No thanks.” She smiled again.
“Ok, I’ll be right back.” She said and walked away.
“Your aunt is the nicest adult I’ve ever known exists.” She giggled.
“Yeah. She pretty much is one of the nicest persons.” I agreed.
An awkward silence came, we just kept silence and waited for the time we could go see Chuck. About 40 minutes later we were able to see him. I was nervous, and I wanted to know how he was.
Pierre’s P.O.V.
“Finally we can see Chuck!” Seb shouted as we walked over Chuck’s door.
I walked in front of everyone else and opened the door as I arrived to the room. Chuck sat on his bed looking at me.
“Hey....” He looked down.
“Hey Chuck. How are you feeling?”
“Good… I guess.” He sighed.
“Hey Chuck, honey. Are you feeling alright?” Linda asked him touching his arm.
“Yeah, thanks.” He smiled at her.
“Chuck!” Azelia threw her arms around him and hugged him.
“Hi.” Chuck blushed as their heads were side to side.
“You scared me so bad!” She pulled away from him; he blushed even more and smiled.
“Well… I’m sorry?” She giggled and hugged him again, he smiled widely.
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