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 Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2008 12:55 am
Emma shrugged on her leather jacket and placed her sunglasses over her eyes before straddling the bike with Connor behind her and zooming off towards their tiny town. Half way through the trip though, when they were driving on a road that looked like it was in the middle of no where, that's when something happened. That's when Emma's eyes started to droop. That's where the motorcycle went out of control. And that's where Emma and Connor had their first motorcycle accident.
Emma's vision blurred and focused uncontrollably as she viewed Connor who was lying about a hundred feet away from her. Thank god he was wearing the helmet, she thought to herself as pain was felt all over her body. Her head had hurt the most though, and just as she was about to painfully reach her hand up to inspect the damage to her cranium, she blacked out.
((there's nothing a little twist can't do to spice things up. XP))
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2008 1:05 am
Connor groaned painfully, struggling to sit up. Immediately after yanking off his helmet, he frantically looked around to find Emma. He dropped the helmet and began to scramble to his feet, but stumbled on his left foot. Looking down, he saw that his left leg was gushing blood and had a large gash down the shin. His leg looked slightly crooked, but he could still limp along, so he slowly made his way toward Emma. Ignoring the pain from his leg that shot up his spine, he crouched and removed her sunglasses, slipping his left arm under her knees and his right under her back. With some difficulty, he stood up with with her cradled in his arms. The leg injury was his worst injury, Connor concluded, since the only other wounds he had were roadburn marks, dark bruises, and several cuts. Regardless of injuries, he began walking toward the direction they'd been driving, all the while yelling despite a strained throat. "Help! She's hurt, help!"
[[Ain't that the truth. xD]]
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2008 1:14 am
When Emma left, Bob had felt that something bad was going to happen. That's when he decided to follow them in his old rusty truck. Even though he couldn't keep up with her the whole time he was following her, he figured that if he just drove all the way to her house and found no problems, then she would be ok.
His heart nearly stopped though at the sight that he saw next. In the middle of the road was a banged up and dismantled Ducati, along with a helmet and a pair of sunglasses. Bob looked up ahead the road to see if he could see the people who owned the Ducati and frowned when he saw a limping Connor carrying someone in his arms up ahead. He sped towards the two and stopped by them. As fast as the speed of light, Bob hopped out of his truck and grabbed Emma from Connor and put her in the truck bed. Bob went back and helped Connor get up there too that so he could watch over Emma. "Hold tight, I'll take you guys to the hospital and then I'm going to ask what happened," Bob stated as he hopped back in the driver's seat and sped off to their town where the nearest hospital was.
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2008 1:21 am
Connor nodded silently, a fearful emptiness having washed over him. Nodding his thanks to Bob, he held Emma's body against him so she wouldn't be hitting the metal of the truck bed. He kept a gentle, but trembling hold on her, his own pain having numbed with fear and concern already. No...Not again...I can't lose her too...
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2008 1:31 am
Emma found herself in a world of white. "Hello?" she called, only being greeted with the echo of her own voice. She was startled when she heard a boy's voice reply shortly afterward. "Emma, you don't belong here yet," it said. The body that possessed the voice materialized before Emma's eyes, causing a gasp to come out of her mouth. Tears began to pour from Emma's eyes (in the real world as well) as she realized who the boy was. "B-brother?" she questioned as she staggered towards him.
Bob pulled up to the entrance of the hospital and ran inside to the check in desk. "We need stretchers outside! There's a boy with a severly wounded leg and a girl with serious head trauma and broken bones!" Bob exclaimed in a panic as he pointed out the door. The nurse nodded and called in the paramedics, who were immediately on the scene. They rushed outside and placed Connor and Emma on separate stretchers, taking them away to ICU.
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2008 1:37 am
Connor looked down worriedly in the truck bed, nearly brought to tears himself from the tears streaming down her face. He did not though. The tearwells he once had dried up long ago. When the stretchers arrived, Connor tried to help get Emma to the paramedics, though he really of was no use due to his leg. Once on a stretcher himself, he stared blankly upward, just letting his mind wonder. I hope she's alright. If I lose Emma too then I don't think I'll be able to make it through this time...
[[Edited: I gotta hit the sack. I'm near passing out. x.x]]
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2008 1:47 am
Her brother hugged her back and burried his face into her hair. "You don't belong here sister, you belong back in your world. It's not time yet," he whispered, causing Emma to sob. "B-but brother, I want to be here with you," she wailed quietly as she continued to sniff. Her brother broke away from her hold and with his beautiful green eyes, he stared into her identical ones. "Not yet, you have Connor. Connor needs you Emma, go back..."
The doctors left Emma to sleep after they had patched up Emma's wounds and wrapped her head with white bandages. She luckily only had a sprained wrist and ankle, but received major head trauma instead of any breakage of bone. "Now we wait until she wakes up," the doctor stated as he exited the room, giving her privacy.
((kk, i might not be able to post in the morning tomorrow though because i'm going wakeboarding XD. i'll be able to post later tomorrow though))
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2008 7:46 am
Annora pushed past his sister lightly and stepped into his room. She smiled and sat on his bed, making sure that was okay. She smiled and patted his bed to have him come sit next to her. "I like it. I've always wanted a smaller house." She said to him. "I guess when you are rich, you wish you weren't." She said lightly.
John walked over and sat next to annora. "Yeah...i don't really wanna be 'rich' i just wish we had more money than we do..." John noticed his little sister peeking through the cracked open door. "Excuse me." John went over to his door and shut it i her face then locked it. He put a blanket by the crack in the bottom of the door so she couldn't hear as well knowing that she'd eaves drop like always. "Man she's annoying!" John said sitting back down next to her.
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2008 12:12 pm
Connor sat in a hospital bed limply, simply staring up toward the ceiling without thought. Well, much thought. Emma...Please be okay... The doctors had put a cast over his left leg; It turned out that his left shin had been fractured in the accident. A doctor entered the room, presumably to make sure the cast had hardened. As soon as the person entered, Connor spoke. "Emma. Is she alright?" His voice was raspy and strained, barely above a whisper.
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2008 2:45 pm
"Connor," Emma stated as she looked her brother in the eye. "I have Connor..."
Soon, everything went black, and she was no longer in the world of white. A soft beeping noise was heard first before she opened her eyes to be greeted with a new world of white, one that she didn't care to be in at the moment. Emma opened her mouth to comment, but all that came out was a squeak, and then nothing. She tried again, but to no avail. Emma began to panic as she tried to speak, shout, and even scream her heart out, but all that she received was a tiny squeak here and now. All of a sudden, a doctor and a nurse burst into the room and went to check up on Emma. "It seems like she's doing fine overall so we should be able to put her through the CAT scan," the doctor stated, not noticing Emma's soundless cries. "Doctor, it seems as if there is a problem with her voice," the nurse stated as she rushed up to her and put two fingers on Emma's throat. The doctor slightly pushed her aside and questioned, "Emma, can you say hi?" Emma tried to speak the simple one-syllable word, but came up with nothing. "It seems as if her vocal cords were severely damaged, but I wouldn't know how that would come to be. Emma, did you scream at all when you crashed?" the doctor asked as he brought out his clipboard and wrote a few comments down. Emma shook her head as she all of a sudden burst into tears. What am I going to do? This is all my fault! Connor is probably hur... CONNOR! she thought frantically as she widened her tear filled eyes. Emma tried to mouth the words Connor to the doctor, but the nurse got it first. "The boy is doing well, he just has a broken leg and some cuts and burns," the nurse assured kindly as she gave her a smile. "For now we're going to see if there was any damage to your brain, so we'll be taking you to the CAT scan room," the doctor informed as he began to roll the bed out of the room.
"Emma is, well she's lost her speech. Apparently she has severely damaged her vocal cords to some unknown reason. At the moment, she is taking a CAT scan though," the doctor informed Connor with a business type of tone.
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2008 3:40 pm
Connor continued to stare at the ceiling for a few moments before rolling his head toward the doctor. A distressed expression, filled to the brim with concern and desperation, had washed over him. "Is the damage permanent? Is she going to be alright?" As long as she was okay, he'd be happy. Even if she could never speak again, as long as she was alive and well things would be alright. Connor would learn whatever he'd need to if the damage on her vocal chords was permanant. As long as she was alive, things would be fine. I wonder though, how did her vocal chords get damaged? I don't remember her screaming.
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2008 3:57 pm
((ok, here goes my talent of making crap up... haha))
Emma shook as she was slowly placed into the CAT scanner. She kept her eyes open, but soon they whited out. What's happening? Emma thought as she moved her eyes around to try and look for something other than white. "Brother," she stated as she saw a tall figure come towards her. He embraced her in a hug as his shoulders shook from sobs. "What is it brother? Why are you crying?" Emma asked as she wrapped her arms around him and rubbed his back to comfort him. "I gave away your vocal cords that so you can live," he stated guiltily as he pulled away and placed his palms on either side of her face. Her eyes widened with surprise, but she then softened your look. "It's fine brother, I should be thanking you. Now I don't have to leave Connor's side," she stated, her voice echoing off the invisible white walls. Her brother leaned down and gave her a kiss on the forehead before her sight returned to normal.
She discovered that she had been pulled out of the CAT scan and was being examined. "Ms. Watson, the fMRI showed that you have damaged the right side of your brain. Has there been any hallucinations that you've been having lately?" the doctor questioned as he showed her the picture of her brain.
Emma thought it over, wondering if she should tell him about the images that she had been having in her head, but decided to keep it a secret so she shook her head no. The doctor muttered something under his breath before saying, "Alright then Emma, we're going to keep you here over night that so you have time to heal and then tomorrow if you want to go you may." Emma nodded, thankful that she would be able to go back to school on time.
"I do believe the damage to her vocal cords are permanent, but she will be alright. After you're done resting here, you can go visit her as well for she has already woken up," the doctor stated as he walked out the door.
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2008 4:10 pm
Connor nodded and slid his hands up the bed in order to push himself into a sitting position. Bending forward, he slid his right leg off the bed, but had to pull his left with his hands to put both feet on the ground. Quickly assessing the room, he found a pair of crutches beside his bed, lent against the wall. He pushed himself on his feet, resting the majority of his weight on his right foot, and grabbed the crutches. As quickly as he was capable of, he adjusted the crutches and left the room, intent on going to see Emma.
After a few minutes, he'd found her room. Connor entered with concern still etched upon his face.
[[xD]]
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2008 4:16 pm
Millions of thoughts were running through Emma's head. Why do I keep seeing my dead brother? Is Connor ok? What am I going to do about a new bike? Where are my parents? How am I going to be able to communicate? Her thoughts were interrupted when a struggling Connor walked into the room with a pair of crutches and a broken leg. At the sight of her injured friend, Emma broke down in tears and held her arms out to him, wanting to feel his arms around her. It's all my fault that I did this to him. I should have listened to Bob, she repeated in her head as she continued to sob.
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2008 4:24 pm
Connor moved to the bed with as much speed as he could muster, haphazardly tossing the crutches toward the door. Managing to lie down next to Emma in the relatively small bed, he wrapped his arms around her, holding her close. "Everything's alright." Tears silently streamed from his left eye, as he pressed a gentle kiss to Emma's forehead. He'd began mumbling quietly in that same raspy voice, more to himself than anyone else. "I'm so glad you're okay. I thought I lost you. Emma, I'm so glad."
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