Chapter Thirty Four

                                    

                                          
~Cynthias POV~
                          
Scott and I walked into the hospital, bringing Aunt Melissa dinner. There was a lot of people rushing around. As Scott went over to give it to her, I walked over to a girl I know from school, Artemis.
                          
"Hey, Artemis. Are you okay.?" I sat down and put my arm around her and held her hand.
                          
"It hurts so bad." She cried.
                          
"Wait, what happened.?" I asked and tightened my grip on her arm.
                          
"Car accident. I think I broke my arm and ribs." She showed me her other arm and it was indeed broken. I could smell the ribcage. That was broken as well.
                          
"I think I read online that human contact can help with the pain." I said and she nodded. I grabbed her broken arm and she winced.
                          
I couldn't heal her because she would know something. I looked over at Scott and saw him doind the same thing to a lady. I started to tighten my grip and suck some of the pain from her and into me. The veins in my arms started to show and she stopped crying and looked at me.
                          
"H-how did you d-do-" she was cut off by a yell.
                          
Ethen rushed Danny in. "Somebody help, please.!"
                          
Danny was hunched over and Ethen was helping him walk. Scott, Aunt Melissa and I ran over to him. We sat him down and I sat next to him in the same position I was with Artemis.
                          
"Danny what's wrong.?" Aunt Melissa sat on the otherside.
                          
"Heal him, Cynthia.!" Ethen insisted. I went to heal him.
                          
"Ahh Fuck.!!" I yelled and Aunt Melissa looked at me because I just swore infront of her.
                          
"Cyn, what happened.?" Scott asked.
                          
"The mistle-" I began but Danny threw up.
                          
"Mistletoe." Ethen said and stared at Danny."
                          
Aunt Melissa grabbed him and rushed him into a room.
                          
"Is he dying.!? Danny please dont die.!" I started to cry.
                          
"He's not gonna die. I won't let him." Aunt Melissa grabbed some stuff.
                          
"Cyn, go help the other nurses and doctors out there. You know what you're doing." She instructed me.
                          
I nodded and ran out and started rushing around and helped patients stay calm. ''Alice, what do i do.? I wanna help.!'' I asked one of the nurses I know. 
                          
''Help settle the patients.'' She motioned me. ''Anyone on Dr. Hilliyard.!?'' She called and a lady, I dont know her name, answered.
                          
"Shes stuck in traffic.!''
                          
All of the doctors, nurses, and me rushed around. I was trying to help keep as many patients calm as possible. 
                          
About 10 minutes later, Ethen, Aunt Melissa and Scott came out from the room. 
                          
"Is he okay.? Please tell me he's okay.!" I panicked.
                          
"He's fine." Aunt Melissa breathed. 
                          
"Yes, your aunt did a great job in there with Danny." Ethen said and I glared at him. "Thank you so much again." 
                          
"It was no big deal." 
                          
"Well, me and you have to go." Scott said, looking at me. "We'll see you later mom." He kissed her cheek then I did. 
                          
We walked out of the hospital with Ethen following us. Scott started playing with the helmet for his dirt bike and so did I. Did I mention I had a dirt bike as well.? No.? Well yes, I have a dirt bike. My uncle Garry, who owns a ranch, sent it in some type of mail system to the house a couple of days ago. I had my bikers license for Jersey, because that's where his ranch was, but I need a new one for here. Its a blue 2011 Yamaha with the number '44' on the front. My helmet was black, white and blue which matched the bike and motorcross suits. I used to compete in races fown there.