New Fic! Chapter 3!
Hello again to all my sweethearts out there! *winks* Well with me and my trusty Mountain Dew, I have written another chapter for you all. Since I'm off of work for the next two days, I have more time to write! YAY! *dances around* So with enough comments, I might add more. Well I won't make you wait anymore, ENJOY!!
Title: Between Reality and Dreams
Paring: Vam (of course)
Summary: When something goes wrong, one might not know the difference between reality and dreams.
Disclaimer: Don't own them, unless there is something I do not know. And never happened.
Prologue http://community.livejournal.com/__vam/1269250.html#cutid1
Chapter 1 http://community.livejournal.com/__vam/1270019.html#cutid1
Chapter 2 http://community.livejournal.com/__vam/1274575.html#cutid1
Chapter 3
Silently, he continued to pace the hallway, just like he had been for the past couple of hours. The doctors had finally came out of their hiding and told everyone about Bam’s condition. Then why the hell weren’t they able to see him yet? His mind screamed. He then let out a frustrated sigh as his eyes stayed focus on the tile floor beneath his feet. Since he had been pacing for some time now, he had memorized every crack and scuff mark on that floor. Finally giving up on trying to calm his nerves, he came to a quick stop. Scanning the waiting room, he saw everyone that was within the room. The Cky crew, both Bam’s and the band’s, then Phil and Ape. “I’m going to go have a smoke.” he spoke aloud, to no one in general before he left the room without another word.
Quietly making his way through the halls, he finally reached the main doors and immediately stepped out into the early morning. That was right. Through the accident happened late at night, everyone had been stuck there at the hospital. Now, Dunn was slightly able to make out a pinkish-purple tint around the horizon.
Spotting a picnic table to his right, he stepped up to it while lighting his cigarette. While taking a seat on the table part he rested his feet on the bench of the picnic table. Ignoring all the sounds working around him, he instantly began to get lost in his own thoughts again. He couldn’t keep all the information that he received on Bam out of his head.
Bam, wow. Not only had he been having problems before the accident, they just seemed to get worse on him. But this time, he couldn’t react to any of them. His body wouldn’t allow it. Since it was the passenger side that got crashed into, Bam received most of the blow. The door window had shattered, causing cuts all over the parts of Bam’s body that had been exposed at the time but also cutting a nice gash into his forehead. Metal from the door had cut into his right side, while part of the dashboard had shattered his right knee cap. So yeah, one could agree that Bam had received most of the blow of the wreck.
On the other hand, Jess only walked away with a mild concussion, a broken wrist, and a few scrapes from the broken glass. Doctors said he could be released in a couple of days. Sighing again, his thoughts went back to Bam. While Jess walked away with slight head injures, Bam’s weren’t allowing him to wake up. That’s why the doctors weren’t allowing them to see Bam yet. They wanted to do more tests to prove that he was indeed in a coma. The thought alone killed him. Taking the last drag of his cigarette, he flicked the remains of it onto the ground in front of him.
Glancing down at his watch, he read the time and realized that Ville would be there in a few more hours. And when he did arrive, what would he tell the man? Through neither of them spoke of it, both Bam and Ville adored one another. Hell, they even shared some of the same tattoos. However, he know the man was going to be a wreck. Hell he would be too if someone called him and said that someone he was really close to was in the hospital. Still, when he did get to tell Ville about Bam he did not have to information he did now. So that meant Ville was stuck on a long plane ride with just his thoughts. Wondering what possibly could ended the blue-eyed skater in the hospital.
Pushing himself off of the picnic table, he brushed himself off. Sooner or later he’d have to go back inside, so he decided just to go back now. Even if he didn’t want to, he had to face the truth that his best friend was laying in a hospital bed; half dead to the world now. Retracing his steps back into the building, he began to brace himself so he would be ready for when Ville got there. With the sliding doors closing behind him, he headed back to the waiting room to join the others.
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What do you think? Like? Love? Hate? Any Opinions? LoL, I always love opinions and suggestions *smiles*. But with your feedback tell me what you thought of it. *BIG HUGS*
~Nikki
Title: Between Reality and Dreams
Paring: Vam (of course)
Summary: When something goes wrong, one might not know the difference between reality and dreams.
Disclaimer: Don't own them, unless there is something I do not know. And never happened.
Prologue http://community.livejournal.com/__vam/1269250.html#cutid1
Chapter 1 http://community.livejournal.com/__vam/1270019.html#cutid1
Chapter 2 http://community.livejournal.com/__vam/1274575.html#cutid1
Chapter 3
Silently, he continued to pace the hallway, just like he had been for the past couple of hours. The doctors had finally came out of their hiding and told everyone about Bam’s condition. Then why the hell weren’t they able to see him yet? His mind screamed. He then let out a frustrated sigh as his eyes stayed focus on the tile floor beneath his feet. Since he had been pacing for some time now, he had memorized every crack and scuff mark on that floor. Finally giving up on trying to calm his nerves, he came to a quick stop. Scanning the waiting room, he saw everyone that was within the room. The Cky crew, both Bam’s and the band’s, then Phil and Ape. “I’m going to go have a smoke.” he spoke aloud, to no one in general before he left the room without another word.
Quietly making his way through the halls, he finally reached the main doors and immediately stepped out into the early morning. That was right. Through the accident happened late at night, everyone had been stuck there at the hospital. Now, Dunn was slightly able to make out a pinkish-purple tint around the horizon.
Spotting a picnic table to his right, he stepped up to it while lighting his cigarette. While taking a seat on the table part he rested his feet on the bench of the picnic table. Ignoring all the sounds working around him, he instantly began to get lost in his own thoughts again. He couldn’t keep all the information that he received on Bam out of his head.
Bam, wow. Not only had he been having problems before the accident, they just seemed to get worse on him. But this time, he couldn’t react to any of them. His body wouldn’t allow it. Since it was the passenger side that got crashed into, Bam received most of the blow. The door window had shattered, causing cuts all over the parts of Bam’s body that had been exposed at the time but also cutting a nice gash into his forehead. Metal from the door had cut into his right side, while part of the dashboard had shattered his right knee cap. So yeah, one could agree that Bam had received most of the blow of the wreck.
On the other hand, Jess only walked away with a mild concussion, a broken wrist, and a few scrapes from the broken glass. Doctors said he could be released in a couple of days. Sighing again, his thoughts went back to Bam. While Jess walked away with slight head injures, Bam’s weren’t allowing him to wake up. That’s why the doctors weren’t allowing them to see Bam yet. They wanted to do more tests to prove that he was indeed in a coma. The thought alone killed him. Taking the last drag of his cigarette, he flicked the remains of it onto the ground in front of him.
Glancing down at his watch, he read the time and realized that Ville would be there in a few more hours. And when he did arrive, what would he tell the man? Through neither of them spoke of it, both Bam and Ville adored one another. Hell, they even shared some of the same tattoos. However, he know the man was going to be a wreck. Hell he would be too if someone called him and said that someone he was really close to was in the hospital. Still, when he did get to tell Ville about Bam he did not have to information he did now. So that meant Ville was stuck on a long plane ride with just his thoughts. Wondering what possibly could ended the blue-eyed skater in the hospital.
Pushing himself off of the picnic table, he brushed himself off. Sooner or later he’d have to go back inside, so he decided just to go back now. Even if he didn’t want to, he had to face the truth that his best friend was laying in a hospital bed; half dead to the world now. Retracing his steps back into the building, he began to brace himself so he would be ready for when Ville got there. With the sliding doors closing behind him, he headed back to the waiting room to join the others.
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What do you think? Like? Love? Hate? Any Opinions? LoL, I always love opinions and suggestions *smiles*. But with your feedback tell me what you thought of it. *BIG HUGS*
~Nikki