Chapter Sixteen

Blaine:

It was six a clock when I went into Clover's room. I put my hand on her forehead and checked if she had a fever. I let go immediately and stalked out of the room. Then Sam went rushing into Clover's room and put a thermometer into Clover's mouth. As the seconds ticked by, I grew relentless. It felt like forever when the thermometer finally beeped. Sam then called Alex and told her to call an ambulance immediately.

Then I heard what we all been waiting for. That was the ambulance's siren. Sam came into the room; the paramedics came in rushing after her. They grabbed Clover and put her on the stretcher. Then they rushed right out. Sam and Alex went into the ambulance. Before Alex entered, she told me to watch over Normy. He would be in distress and he was. He had tears streaming down his face. He looked so broken. As if part of his heart was taking away with Clover. When he looked up to me, I saw my own pain reflected into his. We both love Clover. He loves her as an older sister. I love her more than a childhood friend.

I remember everything that happened when we were little, but when I met her again she didn't remember. Nothing changes though. I went and stood beside Normy. He noticed me and hugged me. I felt the love that Clover had for her cousin. It was as if he was my own little brother.

"Don't worry. Clover will be fine. She's strong." I said. Trying to calm down a distressed and broken Normy.

"I know. But I still can't stop worrying. She's like an older sister to me." he said.

"I know. I love her too." I said. Then my cell rang. "Hello?"

"Blaine?" someone asked. I took me cell phone away from my ear and looked to see who was calling. It was Sam.

"Yeah, Sam. What's wrong?" I asked.

"Well,wereachedthehospital.Adoctorcamerushingover.Hetoldustowaitoutside.RightnowtheretakingtestsonClover.I'mscared.Shedoesn'tdeservetobeinhere." she said.

"Don't worry. Have faith, everything will be alright." I said.

"BlaineIhavetohangup.Thedoctorjustcameout.I'llcallyouwhenhe'sdonetellingmeandAlexwhat'swrongwithClover." then she hung up.

About thirty minutes later my phone rang again. I looked at caller ID and saw that it was Alex. I looked at the others and told them. They said to put it on speaker. I did.

"Blaine,it'smeAlex." she said.

"Yeah, what's wrong with Clover?" I asked really worried.

"Thedoctorjustsaidthatitwasaseriouscaseofheatstrokemixedwiththeflu.Ifthat'sevenpossible.InClover'scase,Iguessitwas.Hesaidnottoworry.IfCloverstayedinthehospitalovertheweekend,thatshe'llbefineandwillbeabletogotoschoolonMonday.Hesaidthatwewereluckytohavecaughtthisontimebecauseifshewasleftlikethisforalittlewhilelonger,sheprobablywouldhavedied.That'sallthathesaid." she said. Then she added "HeyBlaine,bringNormytomorrow.Iknowthathe'sprobablyworriedsickaboutClover.Thedoctorsaidthatpeoplecancomeandvisittomorrow.She'llprobablybeawakebythen."

"Is that all?" I asked, breathing again. I held my breath while she told me what the doctor said to them.

"Yep." she said.

"Alright then. See you tomorrow." I responded.

"Okay.Bye." was the last thing she said. I asked Normy if he wanted to go. He said yes before I even finished the question.

Clover:

While I slept soundly in my bed, I started to feel hot. I had heard the door open faintly. Then I felt a strong hand on my forehead. Then I heard that said person rush out of my room. Then more footsteps came. Someone had put a thermometer in my mouth. The next thing that happened was that the thermometer beeped. Then I heard that person, who put the thermometer in my mouth, tell someone to call an ambulance. The last thing that I remember was being put on a stretcher and heading, I don't know where. I was sort of unconscious.

When I woke up again it took me a moment to clearly see were I was. I heard beeping and felt something below my nose that helped me breath. I reached up to take it off. Then I felt that same strong hand, that was place on my forehead in my room, grab my hand and settle it down on my stomach.

"Don't you dare take it off. You need it." someone said. I hadn't needed to see his face to know who it was. His voice told me.

"Blaine?" I asked, but it was more of reassurance that he was there.

"I'm here, Clovy." he said. When he said Clovy something flashed in my head.

"Clovy!" someone yelled. It was Blaine. He came up and we sat down at the river bank staring at the river. This was when I was when we were ten and before I moved to Freehold.

"Yeah?" I asked.

"I can't believe your moving." he said whining.

I giggled. He looked at me and smiled. Apparently he was pleased that I had giggled at something that he had said. I, then, said "Yeah, neither can I. I don't want to move. I don't want to leave Sam, Alex, Virgil, Dean and you behind."

"Neither do I. Hey want to sing at least one song before you leave?" he asked. I saw that his eyes had ray of hopes in them. I could never refuse those hopeful eyes.

"Sure. Why not?" I said.

Then we headed to his house. When we arrived we saw that Alex, Sam, Virgil, and Dean were there. We had formed a small band with just us. Alex was on the drums. Sam on piano. Dean on base. Virgil, Blaine on guitar or guitars. Lastly, me on vocals. We told them that we would do one song before I moved. They said that since I was moving that I chose that song. I chose one of my favorites. "Always" by Hillsong. We headed to the studio, that was in Blaine's home, and turned everything on.

Our parents were there. Blaine and Virgil played the guitars while I sang. Blaine also sang with me. As they began to play the intro. I took deep breaths. Even though it's just us, I was still nervous. Then I began.

"Did You rise the sun for me?
Or paint a million stars that I might
Know Your majesty?

Is Your voice upon the wind?
Is everything I've known marked
With my maker's fingerprints?"

My nerves went away when, together, we sang:

"Breatheonme
Let
meseeYourface
Ever
IwillseekYou

Chorus:
'Cause
allYouare,isallIwant,always
Draw
mecloseinYourarms
Oh
God,IwannabewithYou

Can I feel You in the rain?
Abandon all I am to have You
Capture me again

Let the earth resound with praise
Can You hear as all creation lives
To glorify one name?

Jesus

Breathe on me
Let me see Your face
Ever I will seek You

Chorus:
/'Cause all You are, is all I want, always
Draw me close in Your arms
Oh God, I wanna be with You/

I wanna be with you

Oh God, I wanna be with You

I wanna be with you"

I began to tear at the instrumental part. He said some things and together, we softly sang:

"Ever I…

/Ever I will seek you/

Chorus:
/'Cause all You are, is all I want, always
Draw me close in Your arms
Oh God, I wanna be with You/

I wanna be with you

Oh God, I wanna be with You

/I wanna be with you/"

They saw me crying. Then Blaine came up and hugged me. I held onto him the whole time there. Until my parents said that it was late and we had to head home. We bid them goodbye and left.

When I snapped out of the sudden flashback, looked into Blaine's eyes and saw those familiar rays of hope. Then I said "You're my childhood friend?"

"About time you remember." he said, smiling that same crooked smile that always sent my heart flying. Man, how I missed seeing that.

"Yeah. You were, by my side and I didn't realize it until now. Wow, I'm stupid." I said. Beating myself up for this.

"It wasn't your fault. We haven't seen each other for about six years. I've changed since then. When I fist saw you by the school fountain, when you transferred, I didn't recognize you until Sam introduced us, again." he said. When I was five and befriended Sam and Alex, Sam introduced me to her other friends. They were Blaine, Virgil and Dean.

"Yeah." I said. Then the doctor came in for another check up.

When he left Sam and the others came in. She informed me that she had told my mother what happened. I looked at her like as if she had spoken another language. I yelled at her for telling my mother. She would worry. She new that I barely got sick and when I did, that it didn't quite agree, no, like me.

I would have ripped Sam's head off if Blaine hadn't intervened and pushed me back down onto the bed. She told me that while she spoke to my mother she had a hard time convincing her not to come. I gave her the expression that said, Duh,shewouldworryandbuyaflightticketandcomehere. She looked at me apologetically. I let it go.

Then it was time for us to sleep. The next morning I woke up feeling a lot better. More refreshed to be exact. The doctor had come in and said that I could leave today, but to take it easy. When we got home, I went and rested on the couch. Anyone would use this moment to boss people around. Well sorry to burst your bubble, but I'm not one of them.