"It Was A Secret That Killed Us.", chapter 2
I was still in my black deep hole. My sound had gradually come back and I heard the screams and shouts. I listened to the rushing of cars driving past the park. Soon the sound of sirens could be heard. Filling my ears with relief.
My feeling, smell and sight soon came back. My eyes flickered open and my head was resting on Lewis's shoulder. He smiled at me as I came around "You're a survivor." His eyes weren't the same. I saw worry deep inside them, he hugged me tighter, wrapping his strong arms around me. Holding my securely as if he never wanted to let me go.
I smiled up at him and he let his grip go a little bit, a smile crept along my face as I slowly began to feel myself getting closer and closer to his lips. Suddenly a man in a green suite rushed over to us "May we have a word?" he asked us.
"Yeah...what's up duck?" Lewis asked laughing at his lame joke. The doctor didn't like amused.
"We have...checked up on your friends. Hazel is going to be needed to be kept in hospital for a while and Tilly. Well... it's sad to say. There's a 97% chance she might not make this stab wound." Yunno that feeling when you have a few things on your mind and they all just shut down and focus on this one subject? Yeah...that's just happened.
I looked at the doctor in shock. This is horrible. What about Tré? He can't live with out Tilly! I looked down at the floor and back up at the doctor. "Is there anything you can do?" I ask.
The doctor shook his head no, "We can only hope god does the rest of the healing. We can't do anything else." I looked over to where Tré and Billie Joe are standing. Tré had his head buried in his hands taking in the all the information we just received for another ambulance man. Billie Joe stood over him holding his shoulder for sympathy.
I looked over to Mike who sat with Luke trying to get him to calm down. Hazel and Tilly had both been taken away to the hospital. I looked at Lewis then back to the doctor, "Is there any chance we can go to the hospital tonight?"
"Sorry, We must do our work with out disruption. As long as these girl still breathe and blood pumps through their veins not one single visit until we have done all we can. Hopefully both should be on a well recovery but I can't promise anything."
Lewis sighed and said, "But will you call us to tell us everything?" The doctor nodded. Good.
4 hours later, Lewis and I arrived back at our house. Our parents promised they would pay everything until we got good enough jobs to support ourselves. My job interview was in a few days. Unless you didn't know, I'm 16 everyone else is 17. Making me the youngest...and shortest.
I flung open the door and noticed Hazel had left her jacket here. I sighed and picked it up. Will all of my beliefs...I fucking hope my meditation can clear all this up. Walking to the kitchen I flicked on the light and noticed our bottles we had previously been drinking. Stupid fucking Chavs, can't they just leave us all along?
Lewis came through the door and helped me clear everything away. "Come on, let's go to bed," he said taking my hand and leading me out of the kitchen up to our bedroom. I turned off the light and we carried on walking. He stopped and faced me, "I love you, If you was Tilly or Hazel. I don't know what I would be going on right now. My life without you...is shit."
I wiped the tear away from my eye and gently pressed my lips onto his. Losing concentration we fell over the sofa and I fell on my back, my legs instantly wrapping round his waist pulling him closer to me. He moaned into my mouth, turning me on to the full. My mind continued tracing the thought of Tilly and the 3% chance of living.
Lewis carried on removing my clothes. I could tell he was trying his hardest to forget everything that had happened. I peered over the clock as he kissed my neck; it read 3:56 AM. Damn it was morning and we were on the verge of having loads of sex. Finally we ended up fully naked. Entwining with each other. Our fingers laced together, hips clashing together. Things got sweaty and Lewis pulled me up supporting my back, I moaned a few times as I felt it all. Suddenly, as I was reaching my final the image of Tilly dying flashed into my overdriven mind.
I clawed Lewis's bare back; the thoughts resumed flashing in my mind.
My feeling, smell and sight soon came back. My eyes flickered open and my head was resting on Lewis's shoulder. He smiled at me as I came around "You're a survivor." His eyes weren't the same. I saw worry deep inside them, he hugged me tighter, wrapping his strong arms around me. Holding my securely as if he never wanted to let me go.
I smiled up at him and he let his grip go a little bit, a smile crept along my face as I slowly began to feel myself getting closer and closer to his lips. Suddenly a man in a green suite rushed over to us "May we have a word?" he asked us.
"Yeah...what's up duck?" Lewis asked laughing at his lame joke. The doctor didn't like amused.
"We have...checked up on your friends. Hazel is going to be needed to be kept in hospital for a while and Tilly. Well... it's sad to say. There's a 97% chance she might not make this stab wound." Yunno that feeling when you have a few things on your mind and they all just shut down and focus on this one subject? Yeah...that's just happened.
I looked at the doctor in shock. This is horrible. What about Tré? He can't live with out Tilly! I looked down at the floor and back up at the doctor. "Is there anything you can do?" I ask.
The doctor shook his head no, "We can only hope god does the rest of the healing. We can't do anything else." I looked over to where Tré and Billie Joe are standing. Tré had his head buried in his hands taking in the all the information we just received for another ambulance man. Billie Joe stood over him holding his shoulder for sympathy.
I looked over to Mike who sat with Luke trying to get him to calm down. Hazel and Tilly had both been taken away to the hospital. I looked at Lewis then back to the doctor, "Is there any chance we can go to the hospital tonight?"
"Sorry, We must do our work with out disruption. As long as these girl still breathe and blood pumps through their veins not one single visit until we have done all we can. Hopefully both should be on a well recovery but I can't promise anything."
Lewis sighed and said, "But will you call us to tell us everything?" The doctor nodded. Good.
4 hours later, Lewis and I arrived back at our house. Our parents promised they would pay everything until we got good enough jobs to support ourselves. My job interview was in a few days. Unless you didn't know, I'm 16 everyone else is 17. Making me the youngest...and shortest.
I flung open the door and noticed Hazel had left her jacket here. I sighed and picked it up. Will all of my beliefs...I fucking hope my meditation can clear all this up. Walking to the kitchen I flicked on the light and noticed our bottles we had previously been drinking. Stupid fucking Chavs, can't they just leave us all along?
Lewis came through the door and helped me clear everything away. "Come on, let's go to bed," he said taking my hand and leading me out of the kitchen up to our bedroom. I turned off the light and we carried on walking. He stopped and faced me, "I love you, If you was Tilly or Hazel. I don't know what I would be going on right now. My life without you...is shit."
I wiped the tear away from my eye and gently pressed my lips onto his. Losing concentration we fell over the sofa and I fell on my back, my legs instantly wrapping round his waist pulling him closer to me. He moaned into my mouth, turning me on to the full. My mind continued tracing the thought of Tilly and the 3% chance of living.
Lewis carried on removing my clothes. I could tell he was trying his hardest to forget everything that had happened. I peered over the clock as he kissed my neck; it read 3:56 AM. Damn it was morning and we were on the verge of having loads of sex. Finally we ended up fully naked. Entwining with each other. Our fingers laced together, hips clashing together. Things got sweaty and Lewis pulled me up supporting my back, I moaned a few times as I felt it all. Suddenly, as I was reaching my final the image of Tilly dying flashed into my overdriven mind.
I clawed Lewis's bare back; the thoughts resumed flashing in my mind.
