IV. commotion
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CALVIN'S POV:
"CALVIN!!"
"OH CALVIN PLEASE WAKE UP!!" Marsha continued to yell.
"YOUR GONNA BE OKAY!"
"HURRY UP DRIVER, WE HAVE TO GET HIM TO THE NEAREST HOSPITAL!"
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*Wind gusts loudly*
'Where am I?'
'What is this place?'
'HELLOO!' - *echos travel back and forth*
'Why am I here?'
'Calvin?' a voice said.
'Is that you, Calvin!?'
'DAD??'
'Yes, son it is me!'
'How...?'
'How am I here?'
'How are you here?
'Aren't you dead?'
'Hold on, one question at a time, you were always the impatient one.'
'DAD! HOW AM I SEEING YOU?'
'Am I dead-?'
'No, I can't be dead I still have so much to live for!!'
'DAD, I CAN'T BE DEAD, NOT YET!' I said trying to hold back my tears.
'Son! Calm down you're not dead.'
'At least I don't think you are,' he said chuckling.
'DAD, THIS IS NOT A JOKE!'
'SON, be quiet you don't want to wake them!'
'Wake who-?'
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*Heart monitor beeping*
"What happened to him, doctor?"
"We think he passed out due to dehydration, we did find something else though Mrs. Parker."
"Wha- what did you find??"
"Mom," I whispered loudly trying to get her attention.
"Oh, baby your awake," she said as she came running towards me.
"Are you okay?" she said running her light hands through my hair.
"I'm fine," I replied moving her hands slowly off me.
("¿Estás sequro de que estás bien?")
"Are you sure your okay?"
("Si, Mamá estoy bien.")
"Yes, mom I'm fine," I said back to her while she showed the doctor out.
"If you're okay you won't mind this," she said as she slapped me effortlessly on the cheek.
"MAMÁ!" I say back holding my burning cheek.
I honestly was overreacting it didn't hurt that bad.
("Si alguna vez intentas escapar de nuevo, esta bofetada será el menor de tus problemas.")
"If you ever try to run away again, this slap will be the least of your problems."
("Bien, Bien MAMÁ!")
"Okay, Okay MOM!"
"Very well then, let me go get Zelan and Chuck."
"Oh- you don't have to bring them I'm honestly fine."
"Don't be silly, they're your family."
Moments later my blood brother Zelan, and my step-father Chuck usher into the hospital room.
Zelan was wearing the hand-me-down hoodie I gave to him, he also was holding a book in his hands, it looked to be his old diary.
Chuck on the other hand was wearing the usual; buttoned-down shirt with a pair of baggy jeans.
"Hey baby," Chuck says to my mom while kissing her cheek.
"Hey, honey."
Zelan walks over to them remembering not to interrupt Chuck.
"Excuse me, how is he mom?" Zelan whispers.
"He's fine baby, ask him for yourself."
Zelan makes his way beside my hospital bed.
"Hey man, how you holding up?" he asked.
"I'm fine, thanks." "You know you don't have to be here. You can leave if you want to."
"It's fine, I'm here for you."
I then turn my attention to my stepfather, there he was just standing acting all innocent, and mocking how not sorry he was for me.
I just hated him. I hated his guts. I despised him.
"Hey there buddy," Chuck smirked back at me.
I didn't even know Chuck could be the worst human on Earth, but there he was proving in every way possible that he was.
I rolled my eyes and pretended I didn't hear him and his annoying voice.
"I said, how are you?"
He then shouts and starts storming after me, "What the hell did I tell you about ignoring me!"
He quickly grabbed my neck without seconds hesitation and held me in a chokehold for about 10 seconds before my mother intervened.
"Stop, STOP!!"
"We're in a hospital for Christ's sake," she continued to yell at the both of us.
Zelan looked way too worried but he still kept quiet.
"Zelan, can you go and get us a cup of coffee?" my mom says changing the subject.
Zelan shakes his head in agreement as he walked away scurrying away to the door.
While he stood we all couldn't help but notice a young lady standing near the door and staring back at us.
I couldn't help but notice the familiarity in the girl's face. I quickly noticed it was her...
"Tric- Tricia??" I spoke hesitantly.
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