Male 17 years old, burn victim, oh and tree fell on him... [Atm this is private]

OCC This is in third person revolving around Fitz, he is unconscious therefor obviously he isn't thinking about anything just yet. It is just a recollection of events and what is happening....

The ambulance pulled up to the ER in a hurry. People were running about yelling orders to doctors and nurses. One of the newer nurses watched them open the doors to the ambulance and saw them pull a stretcher out with a teenage boy on it.

"What happened?" She asked the EMT as she ran up beside the stretcher.

"The boy was intoxicated and the woods caught on fire, a tree fell on him." The EMT told her and shoot his head.
He went on to tell the doctor around her what they had to do and the boy's stats. The boy looked terrible, burns covered his face and arms. His legs and waist looked like they had been crushed. It was a terrible sight. The nurse flinched and looked away.

"What do we got here?" a male voice asked the nurse turned and saw another ER doctor had came over.

"Male 17 years old, his name is Mark Fitzgerald he had a inflamed tree fall on him." The EMT told him and then helped push the boy inside the building. They pushed the stretcher into one of the rooms and lifted him onto a bed.
Nurses filled the room checking his vitals, and his stability. Everyone rushed around the boy who was still unconscious.

The new nurse stood outside of the room and watched them work on the boy. There wasn't much they could do for the burns but she was pretty sure he had either a broken pelvis or broken legs.
The main doctor on duty had told her to inform him if anyone came to see him and to talk to them to see if they can get any more details on this boy. She was also the one that had to inform his mother, it wasn't something she was looking forward to.

A couple hours later they had the boy stabilized but he was still unconscious. The doctors said it was for the best seeing as burns hurt the most. They don't know what's going to happen with his recovery until he wakes up, but if he wakes up soon then they are almost certain he should make a full recovery.

The new nurse had called the boy's mother but she was at work and couldn't get off until the end of her shift. The nurse watched as the boy slept almost peacefully. I wonder what's going on in his head she thought to herself.
OCC again... okay so the next Fitz one will probably be a dream or what hes dreaming about while still unconscious.

I didn't know what possessed me to rush like I did. It wasn't like I wanted to save myself from the fire. No, the burn victim was my friend. Well, my friend who currently hated me. I didn't blame him for hating me though. All of this happened because I'm a dumbass. I tried to break off whatever Eli and I had going on. That was done and over with now. He never cared about me or my feelings, and Fitz was right. I should of just told him to go away, and just leave me alone. I should of listened to Fitz.

The doctors weren't letting anyone in to see him yet, and to be honest, it was probably best that way. I was too hysterical to do anything. Hell, I could not even know the person that well and I would be at the hospital freaking out like I was right this second. He just had to be okay though, it wasn't like I could just let it go. There was too many things I had to apologize for. So that was why he had to be okay, because I cared about him and he had too much life ahead of him. That was the main reasons why.

After a long time of waiting, I was sitting next to Fitz's unconscious body. Half asleep from waiting so long, I just wanted him to wake up. It was hard, sitting here with him so quiet. "Why can't you just wake up? Goodness, must you be so frustrating? And seriously who gets hit by a burning tree? Minus you apparently. Goodness, you men need to grow a brain or something. Trees on fire are dangerous! No, you were probably too drunk to see straight. I know you all too well. I liked you better when you weren't passed out in a bed and singing Train." I was rambling but he needed to wake up, or I was going to talk his ear off.

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Clare Edwards = #BF5FFF
Athena Nicolauo = #00BFFF
Justus Rivers = #32CD32

I was laying in the woods by the ravine where I was hit by a tree, a burning one to be exact. But everything looked normal there wasn't any sparks or flames, all I could see was lush green undergrowth. Everything was peaceful and serene, different then the last time my eyes had seen this place. I tried to take a deep breath thinking that it would hurt but I realized I felt nothing at all... it was like I was weightless or something. I felt like I had no care in the world at all. Like anything was possible.

I kept running and jumping through the woods, I felt like I was in some kind of magic dream world. Well as a matter of fact, hell maybe I am in that place between life an death? I smiled this was going to be amazing! I thought to myself as I started to go nuts. It felt like hours and I still hadn't gotten tired. This was a weird feeling.
I laid down on the soft grass and looked up through the tops of the trees at the clouds. I started to guess the shapes like I would if I was a child once again.

I had been sitting for awhile when suddenly I heard a familiar voice yelling at me.
Telling me to wake up, and how they missed me singing train. For a second I was floored. Why in the hell would Clare be here? Or wherever she is. She is dating the emo punk... why would she try and talk to me. My mind went over what she had said and I caught the words "I liked you..." Does that mean she still likes me if she's trying to talk to me?

I stood up and ran looking around every tree to find her, maybe she was here somewhere too...
After what felt like forever I had grew tired, I placed my hands on my knees and sucked in air. What was going on...
I kept hearing Clare's voice like it was right in my ear and I was so confused. I closed my eyes and pictured her sitting next to me. I could see her smiling and laughing at me singing Train... I miss that.
I want that back...

All of a sudden a sharp pain hit my chest and I cried out in pain. Then my skin started to burn; I just wanted this pain to end. I shut my eyes tightly pleaded for the pain to end.

The sound of beeping filled my ears, and I hurt all over. What the hell...
My eyes flickered open and I saw Clare, her head was laying my lap and she was passed out cold. I smiled the first real smile in a long time. She really was here. I lifted my hand that had the iv in it and brushed the hair out of her face. Wow even fast asleep she still was so beautiful. For a moment I forgot that I was upset with her.
I saw her open those eyes of hers and I smiled wider.

"Did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there?"

I didn't know what happened. One minute I was awake and rambling to him, the next I was falling into a deep sleep. I was so tired and I had no idea what was going on. It was just a mixture that made me feel so sick and made me want to sleep for a long time. Maybe that was why I didn't fight it. Instead, I fell right to sleep, my head resting in his lap. It wasn't the best place to sleep, but I didn't care.

The next thing I knew, was that my hair was being moved. My face tingled from the reaction and I picked up my head. The next thing I knew was seeing Fitz's smiling face. He obvious was hooked up on some drugs or near death experiences made him forgive people like me. People that hurt him so much. I couldn't help but smile at him when he said one of the lines from Train.

"Fitz! How stupid can you be!? I mean, really? Why get drunk in the Ravine, at least do it on a roof of a house or something. Or not at all. It is illegal for a reason." I was rambling again, but I was just so happy that he was alive and awake. Obviously he recognized me, I could tell by his eyes. "You shouldn't scare people like that. Its not very nice."

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Clare Edwards = #BF5FFF
Athena Nicolauo = #00BFFF
Justus Rivers = #32CD32

The police sit down, questioning me.
"Why did you have a lighter?"
"I bought it."
The policeman makes an exasperated sigh, "No, why did you use the lighter?"
"None of your business."
The policeman bangs the desk, "I won't hurt you, but I will if I have to."

"Okay, fine." I fidget, "My mom and dad died because they used to abuse me. I killed them by accident in a house fire." I breathe, "I ranaway twice and --" I admit, "I attempted suicide."
"Emily Rose? You're in foster care?"
"Yes."

Did I kill Fitz? I shake, "Can I see them?"
"Yes, but you're on suicide watch."

I look at the policeman and leave to see a battered and broken Fitz. "A-am I a murderer?"

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The entire time Clare was yelling at me I only smiled. There wasn't anything I could tell her that would make what I did see right. I just shook my head and continued to smile as she scolded me, telling me to get drunk on a roof.

"Well Clare, then I would run the risk of falling off and dying. I think this is much safer." I told her trying to make a joke out of the situation. I chuckled a little bit at my own joke.

"Come on it's funny you know it."
I looked away from her for a second and took a deep breath, not realizing the pain it would cause me. I started to cough and my chest felt like I was getting hit by a base ball bat. When I tried to move around my waist and legs screamed in pain and for the first time I looked down to see stupid bed sheets. I lifted the blanket and saw my waist and legs were in casts. Fantastic...

As the pain slowly faded from my chest I took a smaller breath.

"Why are you here Clare?" I asked her honestly. I had no clue why she was here with me instead of being with her boyfriend. I mean I love having her here, trust me. But it still hurts to know that she's with someone else. Maybe she's going to be that one girl I'll never get over. I reached my hand out to push away her bangs that had fallen but instead placed it in my lap.
I sighed and folded my hand into a semi closed fist. I really wanna know why she's here, and I hope it's something good.

He had that stupid grin on his face as I yelled at him. Sometimes I just wanted to slap it off of his face. However, violence was never the answer and I wasn't about to bring that up anytime soon. Goodness, sometimes he could be so frustrating. Why were guys always frustrating? It was like it was their job or something. To make us worry and go insane for fun. Maybe violence could be the answer just this once.

"Hilarious, Mark Fitzgerald. Hi-larious." I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms. He really thought this was funny, when it wasn't. "You could just not drink, it could help a little." That seemed the smartest choice to me. Then again, I was never drunk before, so that was probably why I always seemed to think it wasn't the best idea. Maybe it was and I was just missing out on all the fun. Nah, that wasn't it. I would not conform to what they wanted.

I could see the pain in his face, and it made me feel awful. He really should of been more careful. Had he of not been drunk, he wouldn't be in this hospital right now. "Like I said, you should be more careful. Drink somewhere safe, like at home if you must. Or go to a friends, but stay put. Don't drink and drive." I was lecturing him to try to get passed the fact that I was probably a leading factor to him getting hurt. In more ways than one.

Fitz asked me something that I didn't know the answer. "A burning tree fell on you. Am I not allowed to care?" I frowned and stood up. "I'd hate to make you angry again, so I can just go and be a whore somewhere else if you want." I stood there, my arms crossed. If he honestly wanted me to leave, I would leave. I didn't want to cost his recovery, or his sanity, and just leave while I can. It was better this way, I guess.

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Clare Edwards = #BF5FFF
Athena Nicolauo = #00BFFF
Justus Rivers = #32CD32

NO! Was the first thing that came to my mind. I didn't want her to leave. I wanted to hold her hand and have her smile at me.

"No, Clare, I really would appreciate it if you um stayed." I told her and then looked away quickly. Trying to hide my obvious nervousness. I couldn't get ride of that feeling in my stomach when my eyes inner locked with hers. It was like a scary feeling, but at the same time it was a good one... I have no clue what the hell I'm talking about. I hate emotions they are so fricken complicated.

"Please stay Clare." I basically pleading with her. I reached my hand out and put it on the edge of my bed as close to hers as possible without touching. I hope she holds my hand eventually.

I heard the nurse come in and say I needed more meds that make me sleep.
"No I don't want to sleep!" I yelled freaking out. I don't know how long I had slept before but I did know that I didn't want to go back to that place.

"No!" I looked frantically at Clare. I didn't want to lose sight of her face.

He told me he'd rather I'd stay so I stood still and stared at him. "You don't seem to want me here, and I'd rather not be somewhere I am unwanted." Plain and simple, I was still hoping he'd tell me to sit down and shut up. That would make me perfectly happy. It was mostly because I wanted to know if he still wanted me, and even if he didn't, if he still wanted to be my friend.

Then he put his hand as close to mine as he could get, I looked down at it. Sitting back down in the chair, I took his hand in mine and smiled. "Okay, I'll stay, for now, but you'll need to get some rest eventually." He had to get better so I could smack him with my French book for being an idiot.

As if the nurse was reading my mind, she walked in and announced that he needed more meds to sleep. I nodded my head, not wanting to get in the way of what was best for him. However, it seemed that Fitz was not happy with that outcome at all. Frowning I squeezed his hand. "You should sleep."

Looking to me for help, I shook my head. "You need your rest. I can come back when you're awake." Giving him a small smile, I hoped he'd just let the doctors help him. "The doctors know best, and if they think I shouldn't come back for a few days I won't." I was being honest, he needed to get better, that's all I cared about.

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Clare Edwards = #BF5FFF
Athena Nicolauo = #00BFFF
Justus Rivers = #32CD32

My eyes searched her face wildly, she was telling me to listen to these lunatics? Really?
I shook my head and lost myself in her eyes.
"Okay." I whispered finally settling down and grasping her hand tightly.
I refused to lose contact with those blue eyes of hers. I leaned back into the bed and sighed.

"Promise me you will be here when I wake up?" I asked her all seriousness in my voice. If she wasn't here I don't know what I would do. My eyes went from her eyes to her lips. I really wanted to kiss her, but I know that it wasn't the right time. I heard footsteps scuff along the floor and I turned my attention back over to my left and saw a nurse putting some medicine into my IV.

"The medicine should be kicking in momentarily." She told me and then excited the room.
I started to feel the drugs coursing through my system when my vision started to blur.

"Clare please don't leave." I pleaded I brought her hand up to my lips and kissed the knuckles. That was as good as I could do for kissing her right now. Out intertwined hands dropped into my lap and I faded into the black that I was desperately afraid of going to. I hope I don't have that dream again.

I was so worried for Fitz. It wasn't a normal thing, to get hit by a burning tree. I was even more worried when he didn't want to rest. He needed it more than anything else. There was the point that he had just awoken from the deep sleep he was in, but still. He had to get better. That was the only thing I would ask of him. "Just focus on getting better."

He told me to promise that I'd be here when he woke up. Of course I would be, it wasn't like I was going to leave him just like that. If he wanted me to stay, then I would. That was the end of that. I wasn't going to abandon him when he wanted me around. It wasn't fair nor was it right. "I promise, I'll be here." Unless a doctor kicked me out, then I would break my promise and I would feel terrible.

I noticed when he faded into the sleep, and I smiled. Of course, I was still blushing because he had just kissed my knuckles, but that was beside the point. Running my free hand through his locks of hair, I smiled. These were the moments I loved, and that wasn't something I'd change any time soon. I felt horrible for what happened, and I knew him being drunk when this fire happened was all my fault. I could only change what happened after this, and that was what I intended to do.

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Clare Edwards = #BF5FFF
Athena Nicolauo = #00BFFF
Justus Rivers = #32CD32

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