Chapter - 24

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So I said Part 24 would be up sundayish. Well... CHECK IT OUT! It's sunday and I'm uploading! Like I said I'm actually really into writing right now.. I'm on a roll!

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Note: This chapter IS in Damen's perspective..

Remember Damen's P.O.V (I just don't want you guys to get confused.)

And now Presenting....

Chapter 24

~Damen's P.O.V~

I sat on the hard plastic seats in the waiting room of the Hospital. I watched as a small family that consisted of two younger kids and a mother sat in the corner carefully trying to hide the tears in their eyes. Apparently the mother's father was on his death bed and the doctors had come to the conclusion he may not make it through the night.

On the other side of me there was a bouncy mid-twenties lady; her excitement and eagerness made everyone else feel a bit awkward. She was soon to be an aunty; her sister was only a few doors down from Stasee and was in the middle of giving birth to a baby boy. Its crazy all the things you can find out about people just by sitting near them.

But what's even crazier is Hospitals in general. A hospital can both hold the saddest moments in your life and the happiest. It sees both death and birth; at the same time an old man is dying a new man is being born.

I myself was having problems trying to hold myself together; since the moment Stasee was admitted into the hospital the doctors had her in the surgery room under intensive care. They wouldn't allow me to go see her and neither would they tell me how she is doing. Apparently they needed to speak with a family member but her parents are unreachable at the moment and Trent is outside the hospital having a mental break down. Derrek's outside with him and trying to calm him down though I hadn't seen them in the past half hour.

Everything just seemed like a horrible nightmare. I kept closing my eyes hoping when I reopened them I would be back at my house sitting in the living room next Stasee. It never happened though; I'd open my eyes to see the saddened faces of the small family across from me.

I had got to the point where I couldn't even cry anymore. Before this week my whole life had been boring and pointless. I never had any reason to live. I had friends who cared more about what they looked like than they did about me. I had parents who only came around to talk about my future plan and never once actually asking me how I was doing. But then in one night my whole life had taken a complete change for the better; or at least that's how it felt at the time.

I was laying on the couch in the living room at Trent's house. I couldn't sleep so randomly I went for a walk; I was just walking up the stairs when I saw Stasee leaving her bedroom and heading towards the bathroom. It was like it had been the first time I had 'actually' really seen her. She was wearing these cute little pink pajama pants and a tight black tank top. She looked completely breathtaking; even with her bed hair and off balanced sleepy walk.

Curiosity had gotten the best of me as I made my way towards her bedroom. I walked into her room and began to look around; out of all my years being friend with Trent I had never actually 'seen' Stasee's room. I was a bit surprised at what I found, I mean I never knew anything about Stasee but still when I saw all her superhero comic books scattered across her desk table I small smirk had appeared on my face.

I had always been a little bit of a comic book geek though it was a secret obsession I kept hidden from all my 'friends' at school. I continued to roam around her room until I reached her large stack of C.D's; being once again surprised as I realized she had all my favorite bands. Most of the kids at Kersha High, well at least the people I hung out with listened to hip-hop. Stasee had C.D's of Josh Radin, The Tragically Hip, Green Day, The Spill Canvas and so much more.

I sat down on her bed and reach over for a tattered little book on her nightstand table, "A Book of Scoundrels" but Charles Whibley. I couldn't believe my eyes, how could she honestly have all my favorites from my most cherished book to my most listened to bands. It was barely a second later when she walked into her room and saw me sitting there on her bed.

I remember waking up the next morning; my arms had been securely wrapped around her petite body. I had almost instantly jumped out of bed at I stared down at her; she was so beautiful but she was Trent's little sister. I couldn't believe what I had just done; I couldn't believe I had slept with one of my best friends little sisters. I had rushed out of the house without any explanation and instantly regretted it.

All weekend Stasee has been stuck in my head and no matter what I did I couldn't get her out. I went to a party at Derrek's house; where Jessica and Tiffany pretty much stripped naked for me but I still kept thinking of Stasee. I ended up leaving the party early and by myself.

I fell so hard for Stasee but was in denial for such a long time. I had never liked anyone the way I liked Stasee and it completely scared me. No one had ever had such a strong hold on me and because of that I continue to run until I finally realized I couldn't live without her. When she finally forgave me and came to my house earlier today I felt like my whole life had been complete. Like this void inside me was filled and I finally had a reason to live. But now that reason to live was on the verge of leaving me forever.

Like I said before; I couldn't cry. I didn't know what was going on in the surgery room but the worse case scenario was beginning to haunt me. The family across from me had been told the worse news; a loved was not going to make it. While the lady beside me had been told the best news; her sister conceived a baby boy. A sat there in the same room with two of the most opposite emotions surrounding me while awaiting my news; whether it is the worst news or the best news was the unanswered question that froze my body emotionless.

"No...No, not my Liam." I heard a soft voice crying from the hallways.

I looked up with curiosity as I got up off the hard chair; slowly I crept over to the doorway of the waiting room and peaked down the hall. Alicia Smitten, a curly haired red head nurse was standing a few feet away talking to one of the Police officers that had walked in on the earlier scene. The rather pretty lady who was also Liam's mother had tears rolling down her cheeks as she continued to shake her head in denial.

The officer placed his hand gently onto the nurse's shoulder in attempt to comfort her. "I'm sorry Mrs. Smitten but he already admitted to it." The policeman said softly.

"B-but L-Liam would never sh-sh-shoot someone." Alicia cried. "Aren't you going to do more investigating?"

The Officer sighed lightly, "There is no need too. We caught him red handed aiming your Husbands hand gun at young Mr. Raine. When he was questioned; he admitted to shooting Miss. Stasee Raine without hesitation."

"No! Oh, please...No. Liam...Not my Liam."

I turned around; not being able to watch anymore. I felt both shocked and guilty; shocked because I couldn't understand why Liam had admitted to shooting Stasee when it was in fact Trent who had accidently shot her and guilty because I already knew I was going to go along with that story; Liam being the shooter. I didn't so much feel bad for Liam; he deserved to go to jail for what he did to Stasee but I did feel bad for Alicia. She had always been an amazing Mother and far better than most the mothers in McLennan. I couldn't even imagine what this was going to do to the poor lady emotionally.

I had just sat back down on the hard chair when a tall dark haired doctor walked into the waiting room. He had been one of the many doctors that had been going in and out of Stasee's room since she got here.

"Trent Raine?" He called out while looking around the room. I jumped up to my feet as I felt the quick hammering of my chest.

"He's outside...It is Stasee? How is she? Please, tell me shes alright?" I began to ramble as I quietly raced over to him.

He looked at me skeptically at first, "I should really be speaking to a family member."

"Trent's not exactly sane enough to talk right now. Please, just tell me! She's going be okay...please tell me she's going to be okay." I could already feel pools of water filling my eyes.

He cleared his throat before motioning towards the hallway with his head. I followed him out into the hallways as everything around me began to fade away and all I could hear or see was the Doctor. Once we were away from any nosy ears he stopped and looked towards me.

"She lost a lot of blood." He began; instantly the tears in my eyes broke free as they fell down my face.

"But she's okay!?" I managed to yell out.

"For now. We have stabilized her and lucky the bullet missed all major organs and arteries. The bullet pierced right through the side of her stomach and came out at her side. It was only a flesh wound but as I said before; she did lose a lot of blood."

I wasn't exactly sure what the Doctor was saying; did that mean she was going to be okay? She lost a lot of blood, what did that me? I just stood there staring at the Doctor as the tears slowed down for the moment.

"At the moment she is unconscious and due to the amount of blood loss her body went into shock; we've done everything we could but we can't say whether or not she will wake up."

"What?! What do you mean?" I cried out, "what do you mean?!"

"Her body reached a high level of shock called Hemorrhagic shock; it prevented her cells from getting enough oxygen which forced her organs to begin to fail. Her body has gone into a coma. It is now a waiting game; there is nothing more we can do. I'm sorry Sir, it's in God's hands now." Doctor said quietly, "but you may go visit her."

"A...C-coma? But when will she wake up?!"

"It's hard to say..It could be hours, days, weeks, months...We can't promise you anything."

"So what are you saying, she might not ever...." My voice trailed off.

"I'm sorry..." He nodded slowly before turning around and disappearing down the hallway.

I stared at the empty spot where the Doctor once stood; it felt he had just clawed his hand into my chest and ripped my heart out. I didn't even notice the mass amount of tears flooding my face until I began choking on my own saliva. I fell hard to the white flooring of the hospital hallways; my head fell into my hands as my tears continued to flow. It was getting much harder to breath as began to hyperventilate, choking on my tears as I gasped for oxygen.

A few nurses were instantly at my side trying to help me though all I wanted was to get to Stasee's room; to wrap her in my arms and never let her go.

"You're lieing! Shut up...No! Please, no!" I heard Trent's voice echo through the hallways as I slightly turned my head although I was still gasping for air.

At the far end of the Hospital hallways Trent stood across from the dark haired doctor. I watched as he collapsed into Derrek's arms while screaming through his loud sobs, "no! Stasee...No!"

The nurses around me were trying to get me up off the floor but I continued to pull away from their grips as I began to feel dizzy. I tried to slow my breathing down while attempting to breathe properly as tears soaked my shirt. I could feel the wetness running down my neck before soaking into my clothes. Stasee had to wake up, she had too...

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