Saturday, October 3, 2015

Big Time Boyfriend part 82

Let's see, APPLICABLE WARNINGS: Someone gets thrown in the pool, CPR, someone passes out.... The typical for a Monday update. :P Seriously though, there is heavy medical angst as well as just general angst. It's intense. reader discretion is advised.

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Episode 82: Blue.

Katie waited patiently at the top of the stairs for James to emerge, sighing in relief when he did. “Wanna go down to the pool?” She asked.

“Sure, lemme go change,” James slurred with a smile. Katie sighed, hoping the water would help him cool off. She nodded and grabbed a thin long sleeved shirt to pull over her tank top so no one would see her arm. James arrived then and they went down to the pool. Katie had to steady James quite a bit before she got him in to a chair.

“Take your shirt off, it’ll help you cool down,” she whispered. James nodded, fumbling with getting it over his head. Katie was getting worried and texted Lucy to come help.

“You’re sweating,” James noted. “Take your shirt off.” His words were growing increasingly slurred. Katie nodded, standing up to take her shirt off, once again pissing off the Jennifer’s.

“Oh look who it is, little miss freak,” Blonde Jennifer snapped. “What happened to your arm?”

“None of your damn business bitch!” Katie snapped, COMPLETELY not in the mood.

“Oh really? Seems pretty bad if your whole arm is wrapped up,” Curly haired Jennifer said. “Why don’t you go wash it up?”

“Are you seriously going to AH!” And they shoved her in the pool again. In that moment James passed out right as Lucy arrived.

“James! JAMES WAKE UP!” She shouted. Katie climbed out of the water and took in what was happening.

“FUCK CALL 911!” She shouted, shoving Lucy out of the way. Instincts took over as she checked James’ breathing; it was hardly there. She began CPR, everyone staring.

“Come on James, you can do this, you have to do this,” She whispered to him in tears. Carlos saw everything from the window of the apartment and gathered up a bag before running down. James was already on a stretcher and on his way to the hospital.

“I’ll meet you guys there!” Lucy shouted, going with the EMT’s.

“Come on, you can change when we get there,” Carlos said, tossing Katie a towel. She didn’t even bother drying off, racing to the car with Carlos, shaking and hoping James would still be there when she got to the hospital.

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