[FIC] ¿Quién Soy Yo? (2/?)
Title: ¿Quién soy yo? (Who am I?)
Pairing: John Terry/Frank Lampard
Rating: R - violence against authority
Languages: Spanish, English (includes Chilean slang)
Summary: Frank Lampard forgets who he is and tries to recover his identity - In this part: John is out of the hospital and gets notified about Frank's health. His holidays will end so early
as they started.
Part 1
English citizen John Terry has luck for get recovered for such brutal aggression. But indeed he doesn't know that Frank is at Carlos van Buren Hospital's ICU with an internal hemorragae and he's at the edge between life and death.
The media are already covering the case about them. Not only because they're English, it's because they were footballers.
English and Chilean media are reporting everything about John and Frank.
But in Frank's case, the authorities doesn't let the media get into the hospital, so they must wait for any answer.
While at the hotel, John recieves some bad news:
"Hey...are you John Terry!?"
"Of course...why?"
"I have news about Frankie..."
"Oh yeah! How's he?"
"Well, Frankie was indeed really bad.I don't know what happened to him, damn Director! It had to be a public hospital..."
Terry gets nervous.
"What-what-what!? Blimey! What happened to him!?"
"He can make it, but he'll have some sequels. Maybe he cannot play football anymore..."
"Why!?"
"Because he gets his head smashed and... he bleed inside... so... that's what I heard on the news..."
"What did you heard on the news, bloody hell! Tell me or I'll smash your head up!" John says angry.
"Easy, John! I'm just a fan of you and I'm worried ..."
"The damn Director didn't say anything."
"Where's he?"
"At Carlos Van Buren Hospital in Valparaíso."
"Take me out there!"
"It's very far away.You have to cross through a half part of the city."
"Doesn't matter, fucker...I wanna go."
"Don't treat me bad, man...it's okay."
The Chilean fan guided John Terry to the hospital in Valparaíso.
Indeed, they crossed the half part of the city.
Until they saw a building painted of white, old, with a banner with the numbers of the ambulance.
Vans with TV antennas were outside of the hospital.
"Be careful, the media is here..." the fan said.
Then the director arrives. The cameras are standing up the stairs.
"Here he comes!" the fan exclaims.
"I wanna see him NOW!" John says.
"He...hey! J.T where do you go!? You'll mess up everything! Come back!"
He ran at the E.R entrance when the director says in Spanish:
"Medically he's in reserved state. The internal bleeding is cut, connected at mechanical ventilation, with a pharmacological comma."
When John heard the word "coma" he entered to the place and shaking hospital director's.
"Where's he!? Where's he!? Huh!? Tell me...tell me, please...! I just want to see him"
"No you can't" the doctor says.
"Yes, I can..."
"Let me see him please!"
"It's better not"
"Please...all I wanna know is about Frankie..."
"I know, I know. I was reading that he's in reserved conditions, at pharmacological coma...with mechanical---"
"No! No!"
John ran away from the place screaming the word once and again.
"Please, Frank! I need you...I need you...Frank, no! Don't leave me...don't leave me, please...Frank I beg you!
No!"
John was for the second time at the hospital for shock state.
"I love you... I love you... I cannot live without you...I cannot live without you"
On TV the images of John facing the hospital director and the images of him crying at the E.R were very seen through the day. Subtitles were included.But Frank doesn't know about it outside. Inside, he's suffering.
John left the country, he couldn't stand out anymore... his love for Frankie gets caught on tape, and even more... he cannot play for two weeks.
And even he's trying the black suit, the same one he used for Pat Lampard's funeral.The Premier begins at the following week. But he's locked in a bubble. No internet, no TV. Just writing letters...in case of anything.
tbc. 02/11/2009
stay on tune...
Peace!