Look Who I Bumped Into..., chapter 4
I stared up into his eyes. They showed happiness. He is enjoying this, I thought angrily, he wants to kill me. "Now, before I kill you, I want to hear you say it. Say you're sorry," he said. I shook my head. "Dammit! Say it! Say you're sorry!" Johnny hollered. He removed the hand away from my mouth. "Never," I said, feeling the knife sink into my thigh.
Pain shot through my body. I saw black and heard Johnny laughing his insane head off. "Fuck you! Get the hell off of her you dipshit!" I heard Billie scream. The knife went through my chest. I went limp and couldn't move. I felt Johnny being thrown off me and I heard him scream as the guys beat the shit out of him. I wanted to cry. I wanted to get up and run away. Run away from the pain but I couldn't. I saw black and the noises fadded away...
*Two Weeks Later*
I woke up in the hospital. I felt a sharp pain as I moved my thigh. I could hear the machines beeping and my arms had a whole bunch of needles in them. "Jordan!" Tre' screamed, rushing to the side off my hospital bed. He grabbed my hand. "Billie! Mike! Get in here! Jordan's awake!" he screamed. They scrambled over to my side. "What happened?" I asked. "You were in a coma for two weeks!" Mike exclaimed.
"What happened to Johnny?"
"We beat the shit out of that bastard."
"And?"
"Kimmy came and called the police from her cell phone and they arrested him and now he's in jail. He'll be in there for three years."
I sighed. Good, I thought, I don't want that maniac coming back to get me.
"Ah, Jordan," A doctor said, walking into the room. "How are you feeling?"
I smiled, "Good. When can I leave?"
He sighed, "That's good to hear. We thought that you wouldn't make it. You seem to be doing just fine. We'll run a couple of tests and you should be able to go in two days."
Pain shot through my body. I saw black and heard Johnny laughing his insane head off. "Fuck you! Get the hell off of her you dipshit!" I heard Billie scream. The knife went through my chest. I went limp and couldn't move. I felt Johnny being thrown off me and I heard him scream as the guys beat the shit out of him. I wanted to cry. I wanted to get up and run away. Run away from the pain but I couldn't. I saw black and the noises fadded away...
*Two Weeks Later*
I woke up in the hospital. I felt a sharp pain as I moved my thigh. I could hear the machines beeping and my arms had a whole bunch of needles in them. "Jordan!" Tre' screamed, rushing to the side off my hospital bed. He grabbed my hand. "Billie! Mike! Get in here! Jordan's awake!" he screamed. They scrambled over to my side. "What happened?" I asked. "You were in a coma for two weeks!" Mike exclaimed.
"What happened to Johnny?"
"We beat the shit out of that bastard."
"And?"
"Kimmy came and called the police from her cell phone and they arrested him and now he's in jail. He'll be in there for three years."
I sighed. Good, I thought, I don't want that maniac coming back to get me.
"Ah, Jordan," A doctor said, walking into the room. "How are you feeling?"
I smiled, "Good. When can I leave?"
He sighed, "That's good to hear. We thought that you wouldn't make it. You seem to be doing just fine. We'll run a couple of tests and you should be able to go in two days."
