Rachels POV
Everything happened in such a fast blur.
Mom pulled me out of the room, my legs felt like jello. House just walked out of the room with us, still not saying anything. Nurses and other doctors were taking care of Michael.
I didn't cry, no tears.
I just looked into the room to see the doctors and nurses work quickly and loudly.
After about 20 minutos Chase came out of the room and talked to my mom quietly on the side.
Chase and Cameron's marriage was over now, and I find that a bit disapointing. They were good together.
But, I loved Chase's new look. Short hair, which brought out his green eyes. And stubble.
When mom came back she didn't seem so sad, so i'm guessing nothing bad happened. I hoped.
" What's wrong?" I asked her.
" It's nothing big, don't worry. Michael had a tear in his lung from one of the broken ribs. They fixed it, he's unconscious but he should be fine." She sinabi quietly looking into the room.
" Where's his parents?" I said, just noticing that his parents were no where to be seen.
Mom looked down at her feet at this.
" His mom got cancer and died when Mike was 5. And his dad was an abusive drunk who abandonded Mike and his big brother, Jake, when Mike was 8."
Oh. My. God.
I felt so sorry for Michael then.
" Who lives with them?" I asked, I was curious now.
" Jake is 27 so he takes care of Mike. He works as a teacher. He is just like Mike except of course he is older and has facial hair." She said, trying to lighten it up with a joke.
I looked back into the room, and suddenly wanted to be back into his arms that I was in when we were in the pool.
' He probably needs someone to hold him too.' I thought.
TBC?
Everything happened in such a fast blur.
Mom pulled me out of the room, my legs felt like jello. House just walked out of the room with us, still not saying anything. Nurses and other doctors were taking care of Michael.
I didn't cry, no tears.
I just looked into the room to see the doctors and nurses work quickly and loudly.
After about 20 minutos Chase came out of the room and talked to my mom quietly on the side.
Chase and Cameron's marriage was over now, and I find that a bit disapointing. They were good together.
But, I loved Chase's new look. Short hair, which brought out his green eyes. And stubble.
When mom came back she didn't seem so sad, so i'm guessing nothing bad happened. I hoped.
" What's wrong?" I asked her.
" It's nothing big, don't worry. Michael had a tear in his lung from one of the broken ribs. They fixed it, he's unconscious but he should be fine." She sinabi quietly looking into the room.
" Where's his parents?" I said, just noticing that his parents were no where to be seen.
Mom looked down at her feet at this.
" His mom got cancer and died when Mike was 5. And his dad was an abusive drunk who abandonded Mike and his big brother, Jake, when Mike was 8."
Oh. My. God.
I felt so sorry for Michael then.
" Who lives with them?" I asked, I was curious now.
" Jake is 27 so he takes care of Mike. He works as a teacher. He is just like Mike except of course he is older and has facial hair." She said, trying to lighten it up with a joke.
I looked back into the room, and suddenly wanted to be back into his arms that I was in when we were in the pool.
' He probably needs someone to hold him too.' I thought.
TBC?
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Love.
Love.