The Shoot - Part Eleven by Gboy
DISCLAIMER - I don't know Nick Carter or any of the BSB's or any other celebrity mentioned in this story. If you are under 18 or are offended by the thought of two men engaged in sexual activities then please dont read.
I hope you enjoy this part. It's more dialouge intensive than the past ones and more depressing!! Enjoy!
PART ELEVEN
PARIS
"What about the management," Brian ran to keep up with Nick. "What are they going to say..... ya know, security and stuff?"
"Fuck management! I'm in love!" Nick twirled round but didn't stop his progress, beaming he stopped and looked at Brian, his best friend for so many years, "I have to do this, to hell with timetables, interviews, everything!"
Brian smiled, he could see how happy and in love Nick was.... he could see it in his eyes; "Go for it!"
Nick pulled Brian into a bear hug; "Thanks. Say bye to the guys for me!"
They parted, Nick flashed a smile at Brian before walking into the Eurostar terminal.
LONDON
You know in crappy old movies they show on rainy days, people always say their life flashes before their eyes if they are in an accident or something? Well its true. I turned just in time to see the car. It's headlights like two large luminous eyes barreling for me. Images raced through my head - my first step, my first day at school, my first broken bone, my first kiss (it was with a girl so not really THAT memorable) the first time I made love, my first time with Darren...... my first time with Nick. In a split second twenty three years was spooled out like a movie reel.
The car screeched desperately trying slowed down. It didn't quite stop in time and smacked into my stomach, sending me flying over the roof, down the back and crashed to the floor, cracking my head as I landed. I heard a lot of commotion as I lay there. I could hear cars stopping, people on mobiles talking, asking for an ambulance.
"Nick...." I mumbled. A sharp pain raced through me, blackening my vision.
Jem dialled Carl's mobile number. She sat on a bench near the Palace of Westminster. Darren had followed Carl. She had been left to wait and worry. It had been a bad idea to call Darren. She had been confused, Nick had left Carl heart broken, she had thought he needed to see an old face. She loved him to pieces but she wasn't a guy or gay. Darren was the only person she could think of. She has seriously fucked up.
"Answer for christ's sake!" She shouted to the phone, "What the hell's taking so long?!"
After a few more rings she pushed the disconnect button and hastily dialled the number Darren had given her the other day.
"Darren?" She asked as he picked up. There was a lot of noise on his end of the line and she had some difficulty understanding him. "Speak up!" She almost shouted.
"Carl's hurt..... He fell into the road." Darren sounded beyond shocked.
Jemma's stomach hit the floor. Carl was her best friend and she had hurt him in the deepest way. She knew without being told that she had caused the accident. If she had respected Carl more she would never have made the call to Darren.
"How bad?" She asked, her voice shaking.
"The ambulance is just here, I'll know soon," He went quiet as if listening "He's being taken to St Thomas's. Meet us there."
Darren hung up. Jem's mind was racing. What if Carl died. He'd die thinking the worst of her. He would never know how much she regretted phoning Darren. When she had seen his reaction to Darren she knew it was a mistake him being around.
EUROSTAR
He watched as the countryside flashed by the window. The first class compartment had been reserved for just him, so he could be alone with his thoughts. He pulled his discman from his bag. 'Wherever You Will Go' by 'The Calling' blasted through the headphones.
'I know now, Just quite how My life and love might still go on, In your heart, In your mind, I'll stay with you for all time'
A smile, for the millionth time since he had talked to Hayden, crossed his attractive features. He couldn't wait to see Carl, to hold him again, to kiss him, to make love to him. He missed him. This was the most intense love he had ever felt.
His phone started moving on the table in front of his, drawing him out of his thoughts. He pulled the headphones out of his ears, picked up the phone.
"Hello?" He spoke
"Nick, it's Jem...." Jem started before Nick interrupted her
"Hey Jem, I was gonna call, I'm on my way to London, I tried to call Carl earlier but his phone just rang...."
Nick rambled on for a few more minutes before; "NICK!" Jem shouted down the phone
"What?" He asked chuckling
"Carl's been hurt," She stated bluntly
"What....?" He repeated in a shocked voice.
"He's been in a car accident...... I don't know all the details... He was hit and now he's on his way to hospital." A sob caught in her thoat. "How long will you be?"
Nick was lost in a malstrom of thoughts, he vaugely heard her question; "In about a half hour."
"Good," She sobbed "He's at St Thomas'"
"I'll get in a cab from the station." He made his goodbyes and hung up.
He sat thinking. He needed to be strong..... He could'nt.... he cried into his hands. He didn't want Carl to die. He would loose HIS life too.
Darren looked on. The ambulance lights flashed, reflected in the puddles on the tarmac.
He was in shock. For the first time in his life he felt sorry for someone else.
What had he done?
Jem hailed a cab as soon as she had finished talking with Nick.
She stood thinking of the past few days.
If she hadn't called Darren this wouldn't have happened.
What had she done?
Nick continued to cry uncontrolably into his hands.
If he had trusted Carl more this wouldn't be happening. He wanted to be there now.
It's all my fault, he thought.
"What have I done?"
ST THOMAS' HOSPITAL
"Cross match his blood and get a transfusion ready. He's got to go straight to theater."
"His spleen is damaged... It needs to be removed."
"Three broken ribs.... Major internal injuries."
The trolly carrying Carl raced though the corridors of the hospital. The doctors debated his injuries. He was in a bad way.
"Why are you still here?" Jem asked Darre tiredly after about forty minutes of waiting at the hospital.
"Why shouldn't I be here?" He replied
"Carl won't want you here." She was tired. She wanted her mistake to go away. She wanted Darren to go.
"You asked me to come. Now you want me to leave?" His anger was rising.
"That's about the size of it." She stood and face Darren. She was ready for anything he had. If he started anything, hospital security would deal with him.
Having realised this, Darren lowered his voice to a menacing rumble; "None of this would be happening if you had kept your nose out of our buisness."
"How did this happen?" She pressed Darren
"What do you mean?"
"Carl just happened to fall into the road?" She looked odd with her bright yellow hair and blazing fire eyes.
"Yeah...." Darren looked shiftily round the packed waiting room.
"What did you do to him!?" Her voice rose inspite of her trying to remain calm.
"It just happened.... I pushed him a little....." The blow around his face came as a complete surprise.
"You've probably KILLED him!!" She screeched at him before once more cracking him across the face. Tears cascaded down her face, anger boiled over inside her. "You BASTARD!!"
"Get off ME!!" Darren pleaded under the constant barrage of Jem's blows. Suddenly the blows stopped coming. Jem had crashed into the chair behind her sobbing loudly. "Jem" He said quietly.
"Just go." Her eyes blazed as she delivered the warning.
"Jem. How is he?" The voice made Jem turn quickly.
Nick looked terrible. The bags under his eyes had grown since she had last seen him. She wiped the tears from her face and move to Nick.
"I'm so sorry" She bawled
"What.... Is he?" Tears spang once more to Nick.
"No." Jem reassured him
"Then what have YOU got to be sorry for?" Nick ran his fingers through her hair.
"I called Darren." Nick registered this news.
"Carl's ex?" He asked
"That's me..." Darren sat with his head in his hands. Looking up he noticed who the American accent belonged to; "I know you..."
Nick ignored Darren's look; "Jem.... why did you call him?"
"I thought Carl needed to see him." Jem blubbed
"You wanted them back together?" Nick felt hurt as he pulled Jem from his chest. He looked into her eyes.
"I didn't know what was happening with you and Carl. I just thought he needed a friend."
"And you weren't friend enough?"
"I didn't think I could handle it...."
"You shouldn't have interfered at all!" Nick said loudly
"That's what I said." Darren chipped in
"Keep out of this!" He turned and fixed Darren with a glare through his tears.
"He pushed Carl..." Jem interjected "It's his fault that Carl's in there!" She pointed to the bowels of the hospital.
Nick's fury bust to the surface. His right fist floored Darren in one hit; "Leave."
Darren could handle himself with Jem, but Nick was another matter. He made his way through the crowd who were all looking at him. Most were too busy with there own problems to notice the pop star in their midst.
"I'm sorry....I'm sorry..." Jem repeated over and over as Nick pulled her once more to his chest. She looked up at his gorgeous face; "What made you come?"
"I talked to Hayden Christensen this morning." Nick said lamely.
"Thank god you're here." She stared sobbing again "I don't think I could have handled this on my own."
"He'll be fine..... He HAS to be fine." Nick closed his eyes, tears running from his cheeks down the front of his shirt.
A FEW HOURS LATER
Nick swallowed his fifth cup of coffee and pulled a face; "This stuff tastes like shit."
Jem smiled for the first time in ages; "It's a hospital.... they need the business."
A doctor in a white coat walked over to them; "Are you reletives of Mr Jennings?"
"I'm his boyfriend." Nick jumped up from the chair.
"Mr Jennings has just been through major surgery to stop the internal bleeding caused by the impact of the car. Also his spleen had to be removed."
"Is he going to be all right?" Nick asked worriedly
"It's early days yet....... But hopes are high." He smiled a watery smile
Nick smiled from ear to ear and hugged the doctor; "Thank you so much!!" he let the doctor go and moved to hug Jem.
"Can we see him?" Nick asked excitedly
"He's is the ITC unit at the moment. When we move him to the wards then you can. That won't be for a while yet.... Go home, get some sleep."
Nick nodded tiredly. The doctor smiled and turned away.
"I'll have to look for a hotel." Nick ran his hands through his short blond hair.
"Stay at Carl's. I've got the key." Jem said handing the key to him.
"You'll have to show me where it is."
They left the hospital. Jumping into the cab, Nick looked back at the large hospital building and wispered a goodbye to the love of his life.
The beeps of the machines were the only thing to be heard in the small room.
Carl lay motionless on the bed. Wires and pipes coming from his mouth and nose.
The beeping suddenly intensifyed. Carl's body went into shock, thrashing widly on the bed.
Nurses and Doctors raced into the room. Alarms were going off all over the place.
"His heart's stopped!" One doctor shouted
Hi! Gboy here! Sorry its taken a while to get this chapter out..... The muses weren't with me!
The last few chapters have been depression city! They may get better....... maybe!
Keep emailing me, it's always nice to get them
gboy