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Post by ↑ELISE↓ on Feb 4, 2007 22:36:08 GMT -5
Blake was carried out of the ambulance and into the hospital. Room 123. Jane followed, bitting her lip all the way. He had to make it. If not, she would die too. Just to be with him. The soaking wet, dirty girl went into the room, but the doctor said to stay out. "No, I need to keep him alive." she said quietly. "That is what we are here for." the woman said. "No, please. I won't get in the way. Just please, I need to...to give him comfort." she said, pleading eyes as she looked in a saw Blake with his eyes closed in the hospital bed. IVs were stuck into him and an EKG machine was monitoring his heartbeat. "Alright." the doctor said, letting Jane pass. The girl sat on a chair next to the hospital bed.
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Post by shadyrock on Feb 5, 2007 19:39:08 GMT -5
(( I hate needles...*winces*))
Blake was dead, dead asleep. He couldn't wake up he wanted to hold Janes hand and tell her it would be alright. But no he was asleeper than a nail. His steady heartbeat went slower and slower as he went into a deeper and deeper sleep. he ould no longer hear Janes beautiful voice.
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Post by ↑ELISE↓ on Feb 5, 2007 20:27:19 GMT -5
Jane held Blake's limp hand and gave it a reassuring sqeeze. She knew he was probably in too deep a sleep to feel it, but it made her feel better. Worrying more about his health, she bit her lip and asked the doctor, "Is he for sure gonna be completely better?" The doctor turned to her after looking at some charts. "We think so, but there may be complications. It was a terrible hit." she said. Jane nodded, looking back towards Blake.
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Post by shadyrock on Feb 5, 2007 20:31:39 GMT -5
Blake felt a faint squeeze. He wanted so terribly to wake up jump out of the stupid place and be with Jane alone. He tried to give a squeeze back but it felt a tiny little twitch. Hopefully Jane knew Blake was waiting to get out of here and go away with her.
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Post by ↑ELISE↓ on Feb 5, 2007 21:02:55 GMT -5
The doctors stuck more needles into Blake's arms and legs. Jane didn't care much for needles, so she turned away. Jane knew Blake didn't have much energy and that the loss of blood was great. She felt so bad. The car crash she had been in had left her in the hospital for three days, one and a half of them of them in a coma. They didn't think she would have survived. The second time, this time in rehab, she was there for nearly a week and a half and nearly died. Not eating, self-abuse and drug and alcohol use were the causes. Once again, she almost died. But she pulled through, God had given her a chance, no, two chances, at life, and Jane knew that He would give her Blake a chance too. Jane smiled weakly at Blake, wanting so bad to take him home and nurse him back to health herself, to be with him. But she was no doctor. The day was so tiring. Hangover, fight, nearly losing the one she loved in the rain, killing a man, what next?
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Post by shadyrock on Feb 5, 2007 21:21:43 GMT -5
(( GAH! I HATE NEEDLES!!! *hidesbehindeliseybearr*))
Blake felt the pain of the needles come up his body to his brain. He twitched. He hated needles more than bad songs, he had a ton of bad expirences with them. Like the time Andrea was playing doctor on him and was pretending to give him a shot. She shoved the needle into his arm and couldn't get it back out. The paramedic had to come on and surgicly remove it from his tissue.
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Post by ↑ELISE↓ on Feb 5, 2007 21:28:27 GMT -5
((Hehe. I hate them too. But that is what you get when you go to the doctor!))
Jane got nervous. She hated hospitals. So many bad memories. It brought tears to her eyes to see Blake in a state like this. Ughh, and she was thirsty too. Even though he couldn't really hear her, Jane said to Blake, "I'm gonna go get a soda Blakey." She looked at him once more before getting up and going across the hall a way to the vending machine. "Hmmm..." she mumbled, viewing her beverage choices while tapping her finger on her chin in thought.
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Post by shadyrock on Feb 5, 2007 21:37:36 GMT -5
Blake wanted to scream from the pain of all the needles. He never wanted to have Jane leave. HGe wanted to wake up from his coma for one second just to see her face. He tried harder and harder untill his eyes slowly opened. Jane still wasn't back. He was panting and his heart beat got faster. -When will she get back?- he wondered a he sielntly looked around.
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Post by ↑ELISE↓ on Feb 5, 2007 21:49:51 GMT -5
Finally making up her mind to get a Dr. Pepper, she put a buck into the machine and it gave her the bottle of soda. She bit her lip and opened it, taking a long sip. "Yumm." she said. "A pebble in the water makes a ripple effect, Every action in this world will bear a consequence." she quietly sang as she made her way back to the room. Upon seeing Blake awake, her eyes widened, and she quickly walked over to him. "Heyy Blake. Aww, how are you feeling?" she asked worridly.
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Post by shadyrock on Feb 5, 2007 21:53:12 GMT -5
Blake saw in the door way Jane," Hey angel..." He closed is eyes then weakishly opened them back up. He stared at her and smiled a tad. The pain rushing evn harder to his head. It hurt to be out of his coma. He bit his lip as he struggled to stay concious." I am fine." He sighed and stared up at her with teared eyes.
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Post by ↑ELISE↓ on Feb 5, 2007 21:59:10 GMT -5
Oh, it brought tears to Jane's eyes. He was in so much pain. She wished she could help in some way. The girl stroked his cheek lovingly. "I'm sorry." she whispered. A tear fell down her cheek. If only she had her guitar, but she had left it at the park with Erika. She would sing to him and heal him with music.
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Post by shadyrock on Feb 5, 2007 22:06:18 GMT -5
(( Erika to the rescue!!!))
Blake closed his eyes and asked," When will I be," He groaned and try to hold his stomach but it resulted in even more pain. He dropped his hands and conitnued," Getting out of here." He looked at her weakly.
Erika walked into the hospital with only one guitar. Blakes had smashed into pieces when he threw it. She had a brand new guitar case in her other hand. She wlaked up to the front desk and said," I need to give these to Jane and Blake Wilson." The lady pointed to a door in the back. Erika sneezed and walked on. She felt horrible like she was just going to die right there and then she had been out searching all over the park for Jane's guitar. It was frezzinbg out there and all she had was a wet and cold hoodie. She dipped up to the floor Jane and Blake was on. She tried t find the room wit them in them.
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Post by ↑ELISE↓ on Feb 5, 2007 22:10:52 GMT -5
((Yayy! Super Erika! =]))
Jane looked away from his eyes. She didn't know, but from the state he was in, could be days. "Umm. I dunno." she said quietly. The doctor turned around and after hearing his question answered it. "Probably a week or so. You condition is pretty bad dear." she told him and Jane. Jane frowned. Great, a week. They had already missed the Rose Banquet. What else? Jane thought she heard footsteps, possibly Erika's voice. But she shook it off. She needed to focus.
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Post by shadyrock on Feb 5, 2007 22:16:58 GMT -5
Blake closed his eyes and thought he was ruining her life." You don't have to stay with me." He said struggling to keep his eyes open. He was slipping out of conciousness.
Erika heard Blake's Weak voice. She entered the room and saw jane and Blake. The doctor turned to her and asked," Hello..." Erika said," I *heavy breathing* have these for Jane and Blake." she set the guitar case down and closed her eyes. She felt like she was going to faint. She sneezed and weakly lifted her eyelids.
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Post by ↑ELISE↓ on Feb 5, 2007 22:26:47 GMT -5
"No babe. I want to be with you. Without you, I'm done." she said. "Which is why you have to get better." she added, the words nearly getting caught in her throat. She weakly smiled. Jane looked up and she saw Erika. "Erika! My guitar!" she said, getting up and hugging Erika. She grabbed her guitar and grinned. She then noticed that Erika wasn't feeling too well. "Are you alright?" she asked concerned. "Hunny, come into this room over here." the doctor instructed, seeing that is was something serious. Jane worredily looked to Blake, then Erika. She sat back down by Blake. "Do you want me to sing to you?" she asked him.
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