Author's Note: I'm sorry it took so long to get this out. I just couldn't get this chapter out right. I still don't think it's right but I'm gonna have to deal with it. Alright. Whatever. Send feedback!!!!!!!
Disclaimer: This ain't real.
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- Dirty Little Secrets Chapter 9 * * *
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JC awoke to a loud thump. He sat up, hearing whimpering coming from Justin's room. He stood up. He walked into the bathroom that connected his room to Justin's. He knocked on the door. "Justin?" he called quietly. Hearing no response, he reached for the doorknob. He turned it and walked into the room. His breath caught in his throat. Tears sprung to his eyes. "Jus?" he whispered. He ran to the bed. "JUSTIN!" he screamed. He pulled Justin's limp body into his arms and held him tenderly. He held Justin's head on his shoulder. He let out a heartwrenching sob. "JUSTIN!" he screamed again.
Chris rushed into the room followed by Justin's mother and step-father. He ran to the bed. His eyes stung with tears. Justin was so pale. So pale. Blood. The thick red liquid was everywhere. The bed was soaked in it. Justin's body was covered in it. The sight of his friend was enough to cause Chris to cry.
JC looked up at Chris with tearful eyes. "Help," he choked out.
Chris bit his lip as he reached down to place his fingers on Justin's neck. Justin's pulse was weak and growing weaker. Justin was dying.
Paul placed his hand on JC's shoulder. "We have to get him to the hospital." he told the hysterical boy.
JC gathered all his strength and lifted Justin up in his arms. He carried Justin down the hall. He nearly fell on the stairs but he caught himself. He had to get Justin to the hospital. He climbed into the backseat on Paul's car, holding Justin in his arms.
Chris rushed back into the house to alert the hospital that they were coming. He called the rest of the guys and told them to meet him at the hospital. He didn't tell them why. He ran outside and got in his car. He sped off towards the hospital.
Paul drove like a maniac towards the hospital. He nearly got in a wreck on the way. He pulled up in front of the emergency room.
A swarm of doctors and nurses rushed out to the car. They took Justin from JC and put him on a stretcher. They disappeared into the emergency room.
JC tried to follow but was stopped by an elderly nurse. He walked with his head hung low. He sat in the uncomfortable orange plastic chair. He felt a pair of arms wrap around him. It was Lance. What was Lance doing hugging him? Lance had slept with Justin. Lance had caused this.
"I'm so sorry," Lance whispered to JC.
JC remained quiet and let Lance hold him. He needed someone right now and Lance was his second best friend, after Justin.
After a long while, a doctor walked into the waiting room. He walked over to the distraut group of people.
"How is he?" Chris asked.
"He should be fine. We managed to stop the bleeding. We had to pump his stomach..."
JC tuned out the doctor. He hugged Lance tighter. Justin was going to be alright. Justin was going to live!
"Can I see him?" JC asked, interrupting the doctor and gaining weird looks from people. "Can I see him?" JC repeated his question. After a few moments, he added, "Please?" He continued. "I'm his boyfriend. I need to see him."
"What?" a wide-eyed Lynn Harless asked.
"Lynn, I'm in love with Justin." JC admitted. "I'm in love with him."
Lynn was clearly not happy with this revalation, but she kept quiet. She would speak to Justin about this as soon as he was out of the hospital.
JC looked around the room for Lance but found Lance missing. He had somehow eluded him. That didn't matter. All that mattered now was Justin. "So," JC spoke up. "Can I see him?" He continued. "Please? He needs me. Please?"
The doctor sighed. He was a push over and he knew it. "Okay. But tonight only. You can't make any noise." he said.
JC smiled. "Now which room is he in?" he asked.
The doctor led JC out of the waiting room and down the hall to Justin's room.
JC sat down in the chair beside Justin's bed. He grabbed Justin's hand. "I'm sorry, Justin." he told the unconscious blonde. No more words were spoken through the night and JC soon found himself asleep, still grasping Justin's hand. * * *
Justin awoke to a bright light shining on him. He blinked his eyes trying to adjust to the light. He felt someone holding his hand and he turned to his side to see JC asleep in the chair beside his bed. He smiled. The smile fell off his face as he realized where he was. He was in a hospital. He tried to sit up but a throbbing pain in his head knocked him back on the bed. He brought his hands up to his head.
JC's eyes flew open as he heard a groan from beside him. He looked at Justin to see Justin laying on the bed, holding his head in his hands. Tears formed in his eyes and he didn't bother trying to hold them back. "Justin," he whispered.
Justin turned his head to face JC.
"I'm sorry, Jus. I'm so sorry." JC said.
"Don't be sorry, Josh. I should be the one appologizing." Justin told JC. He reached up to wipe a tear from JC's eyes. "Please don't cry."
"I can't help it. You scared me so much. You were bleeding so bad when I found you. I thought you were dead." JC said.
"Oh God! I didn't mean for you to find me!" Justin said, looking down at JC's shirt and seeing the blood stains. "I'm so sorry!"
"Why did you do it?" JC asked.
"Can we please not talk about this now?" Justin asked.
"Okay." JC said.
After a few minutes, Justin said, "It wasn't your fault, ya know."
JC nodded but he didn't know. He still believed that it had been his fault. Nothing was gonna convince him otherwise.
"So, um, when do I get out of here?" Justin asked.
I know it was short. All my chapters are short and this one is no exception. It's 12:30 now. I hope I did an alright job. I hope I didn't screw it up too bad. I have school tomorrow so bye bye bye!
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