Thursday, March 8, 2007

got postcards from my former self saying how you been?
mood: stuffy nosed but mostly upbeat

music: i'm like a laywer with the way i'm always trying to get you off (me+you)-fall out boy

hi,

redmoonchick comment respondes:

.alright i think i should start be more careful with what i'm saying. for the record i was not close to danny in any dirty ways to get sick from him. i simply sat next to him on more then one occasion and i believe i may have taken a drink of his pop. all you dirty minded people jumping to conclusions! JK XD


well nothing too important happened yesterday it was in fact a pretty average day. i went to school did my work and came home. well my yearbook teacher who also teaches yoga and my creative writting class went on a field trip today so she wasn't there. that means that absolutely no one was doing what they should've been doing in yearbook ecspecially, to make matters worse we have a deadline coming up and most of my pages are getting sent in to be printed and i just found out that there was a page i was assigned to that i didn't know about and absolutely nothing has been done on it and it's due monday! oh and the guy who is assigned to the page with me is never around. i also skipped yoga yesterday, i know it was bad but i hate doing yoga when the teachers away and the sub teaches us! but don't worry i got a stern talking to after she got back.

the danny report:
well danny still isn't completely over his sickness he still has a cough and he also denies that he got me sick. but he did and i know he's reading this *points at danny* you did get me sick because i know have your cough! danny was also kind enough that yesterday in first hour when i was talking to him he coughed right in my face!

my bro and i got into another play fight yesterday after i updated. this fight included me getting knocked out of my computer chair and being tackled in the hall way and repeatedly knocked over when i was trying to get up, but i'm alright.

well it is thursday and that means a new chapter to my story!
sorry this isn't the spell checked version! that one is on the school computer ^^;

"my friend rory"

chapter seven: one o' clock: the aftermath

i was taken outside by the police officer. as he walked down the stairs slow and gentle as to not upset my leg. he asked me questions maybe because he had to or maybe it was just a way to know that i was still alive. "what's your name?" he'd ask. "laylah" i'd respond. he asked me my age and if i was hurt in any other ways. "not physiclly" i wanted to tell him but emotionally i was a wreck but anyone would be had they just been through the same things that i had. once we made it passed the stairs i was once again in the main floor hallway. the very place all of this had started and i wished i could just go back to this morning, back to when i wasn't shot in the leg, to when my bestfriend wasn't dead and i wished in vain i could be that innocent girl again. then i wondered what would've happended if i had taken rory's advice? what if i had skipped school today? would rory have stopped killing when he did? would the boy who helped me be dead? what about mr. carter and the other students? so many what if's resided in my mind doing no good to me except to make me wonder "what if?"

i really wish that the police officer hadn't taken me down through the main hall. i also wished that i would've been smart enough to close my eyes so that i wouldn't have seen rory's aftermath. there were many cops on this floor flipping people over and taping things off with their yellow tape. for a moment i felt as if i was on one of those cop shows that you see on TV. it felt just like that except i knew it was all real and that these people were no actors and how they wouldn't wake up once someone yelled "cut". the police officers were also venturing in and out of the classrooms on this floor. as we walked passed the other officers i could feel the man holding me nod at each person we passed. as we walked i could see rory's first victims now being turned over. i could see the shocked expressions on their faces. the pain and surprise from their deaths evident on the young teen faces. i let out a horrified gasp and closed my eyes tighter then i ever had before. i silently prayed that my now dead classmates faces wouldn't haunt me for the remainder of my life. their spirits anger that i lived and they did not. as we ventured closer to the school's exit a thought struck me hard. "the bathroom" i whispered out, "huh?" i heard the officer say, "the bathroom, there are bodies in the girls bathroom." i told the man. the officer nodded and informed the other officers, i glanced at the bathroom door as we passed thinking only of julie and how her blood still stained my clothes.

it felt like it took an eternity to get out of the building but as soon as i felt that warm breeze on my face once again, i knew it was safe to reopen my eyes. the scene laid out before me was one i had only seen before in movies and the news. cop cars spread out along the parking lot as did ambulences. cops and paramedics also were running quickly here and there, not one person was standing still. news cameras and journalists had also set up shop outside the school. the second the officer and i stepped out of the school a swarm of photographers began taking our picture. the officer told them to back off and give us some space but they were relentless each one trying desperately to snap that perfect shot. "phil!" i heard a voice call out "yeah?" i heard the cop carrying me answer. i now knew the name of my second savior but i still longed to know the name of the first and i hoped that one day i would be able to ask him his name myself. "bring her over here" the other cop called. phil proceeded to turn away from the photographer and their clicking cameras and take me towards a cop car its doors wide open. "she needs an ambulence!" phil shouted. "i know but right now none of them are free. there's more on the way." the other cop told us. "well young lady this will have to do for now" phil told me as we reached the car. he lowered me down gently onto the seat. "lay down" he told me. "no" i said. "your injured you have to lay back" he reasoned with me, "no the last thing i wanna do right now is lay down" i told him. i didn't really care if i was being uncooprative with the officer, part of me felt that i had the right to be. the cop sighed defeatedly and helped me get situated to where i could sit up and still have my leg protected. "i'm going to get someone to wrap your leg" he told me. i nodded and with a pat on my shoulder he turned and left.

my eyes scanned the scene once again while i still had the chance.i ignored the photographers and news cameras as they still took their photo's. i suspected that the police had given them a warning not to talk to anyone because they made no move to come close to me. instead i looked up at the front of the tan building and how this morning it had just been nothing more then a simple school. it was something far different to me now. i looked up at the very top of the building where the bay window had once been. my eyes followed the same path that i knew rory's body had taken and i realized that i had yet to see if his body was still there. a sick anxiousness filled me i didn't really want to see rory's body but i had to check to see if it was there. i would never be able to rest my mind, to really believe that it was all over if i didn't check. i scanned down quickly checking the spot that i knew his body had fallen. to my horror his body still sat there covered by a white sheet stained red in places. "oh god" was all i could say as i stared at the outline of my former friend. was this all that remained of rory? a stained sheet?. more then anything in that moment i wanted to take my eyes off of him, but i couldn't i kept watching, kept staring with all my might maybe thinking that after all he would sit up.

a stray police officer must've seen me staring at his body because he had it moved mere seconds later. i watched as they loaded his body onto a strecher and perpaired to take it somewhere that i couldn't follow. with rory's body gone i was left all alone with my thoughts. it all felt strange to me, how i would never again speak to rory or hear his voice or laughter. it all almost seemed ridiculous that the only way i would ever see him again would be in photographs or my memories.

"laylah." i heard someone say and for a moment my mind faltered and i thought it was rory, i actually believed that it was him speaking to me, that he was still there. i looked to the speaker and saw it was once again phil the cop but he wasn't alone this time. standing next to phil was a young woman, a perimedic i persumed. "laylah this is miranda. she's going to put a turnicate on your leg, to stop the bleeding." phil told me. i nodded absentmindidly not really caring either way. i guess i was shell shocked from the whole experience but who wouldn't be? miranda the perimedic quickly wrapped my leg and i watched her for a bit. while i watched her i tried to imagine what it was that she was thinking. what did she think about me?, about all that had happened?, did this woman from the outside see me as a victim? as some poor thing to be cradled? and if she did i wondered why it bothered me so much.

before the woman could finish wrapping up my leg i heard my name being called once again. "layah!?!" this time it was a woman and her voice was wracked with sadness and it sounded as if she'd been crying. i looked up in the direction of the voice only to see the person i had least expected, my mother. she was standing dressed in her business suit looking entirely out of place in this scene. i was right my mother had been crying. her make up was running down her face and the wind had messed up her curly blonde hair. "mom" i teared up as i said these words. something inside me had broken the instant i saw her. it wasn't a bad breaking it was good, i was comforted seeing my mother and i felt like a small child once again. my mother took one look at me before bursting into tears and racing towards me. she reached me quickly and in her haste she had knocked miranda the perimedic onto the ground and away from me. my mother wrapped her loving arms around me and held me close to her chest. i wasn't ashamed anymore and i no longer felt like a child. i held my mother and cried not really caring who saw me.

"oh laylah" my mother began between her sobs. "i heard about the shooting on the radio this morning and raced here but they told me you were still in the school with the shooter! oh god laylah i was so worried about you" she wept. two things about the words she spoke had struck me as odd. the first odd thing she said was that she heard about the shooter and how she neglected to use rory's name. the second odd thing was how she hadn't mentioned my brother at all. a fearful thought struck me. "what if my brother was dead? was that why she made no mention of him? because she didn't want to upset me more then i already was?" i had to stop myself before i let my thoughts run away with me. "mom?" i said pulling myself away from my mother and perpairing to ask about the whereabouts of my younger brother.

before i could ask her anything i saw people walking up to us. two very tall men and it took me a moment before i realized that it was my father and brother. "dad!, alexander!" i called to them my eyes widening with relife and excitment to know that they were okay. the two of them called back to me and in a instant they were at my side. "laylah, honey your alright!" my father said now pulling me close to him. it was a hard thing for him to do because i was sitting and he was so tall, the same went for my brother. my father released me and it was now my brothers turn to hug me and celebrate the fact that i was alive. "alexander" i began "how did you get out? i was looking for you! i was so worried. is ellie with you?" these words left me so quickly i could barely hear them myself, so i was amazed that alexander had managed to understand me. alexander pulled away from me and sat down next to my left.

"well" he began. "when rory came into the school i was in the office making copies for ms. kirkland. i heard the gunshots and the office workers told me and everyone to remain in the office so i did. then that security guard went out to check and before he was shot he screamed that it was rory that was shooting people. when rory had come into the office i called to him and told him i was there. i thought for sure that he was gonna shoot me but he didn't and instead he told me i could leave. i asked him about you and he told me not to worry about it. i told him i wanted to find you but he threathened to shoot me so i stopped arguing. after i left the office i heard rory start shooting in there. i knew i should've left right then but i wanted to warn the people in the basement, so i ran down there and told ms.kirkland what was going on. ellie happened to be in ms.kirklands class at the time, so she and about five other kids went out of the building with me. i made sure the coast was clear and told them to go out before me, after they were out of the building i ran out too but i glanced back and saw rory heading into the bathroom." i gasped in surprise cutting my brother off. "i was in the bathroom at that time!" i told him. i realized that my brother and i had only just missed each other by a few moments.

my brother took a deep breath and continued. "after we got out of the school the six of us ran to the house across the street and i called the cops. i wanted to go back in the school and help more people but when the cops arrived they wouldn't let me." my brother stopped talking for a moment and looked at me sadly. "i saw you, you know" he began. "when you were talking to the cops and you asked about me but you were gone before the cops or i could say anything. i wanted to go back into the school then too but the cops threathend to arrest me so i didn't. after that mom and dad showed up and we waited until we saw rory fall out of the window." he laughed a bit as he said this. "i honestly couldn't believe it was rory at first. i never thought he was capable of doing something like that." my brother finished his story of the events, he sighed and ran his hands through his dark hair.

"where's ellie?" i asked alexander. my brother lifted his hand and pointed a few feet to the right. i followed his hand and saw my dear friend ellie, she too was with her parents. i could tell that ellie had been crying as she talked with her parents, maybe she sensed me looking at her or my brother pointing in her direction but either way ellie turned to look at us. the two of us just stared at each other for a moment and i knew we were both thinking the same thing: "we should've listened to rory"

ellie said something to her parents and pointed towards me and my family. ellie's parents nodded and the three of them began walking towards us. i smiled a little as ellie approached me. i've know ellie for along time but not as long as i knew rory and i was relieved to see that at least one of my dear friends made it out okay. "hi ellie" i said to her as she sat beside me on the ground, "you were shot laylah?!?" was her only reply. "yeah" i nodded "on accident" as we talked ellie's parents hugged and talked with my own parents. "i can't believe what he did." ellie said and she didn't have to say his name we all knew who she was talking about anyway. "yeah" my brother and i agreed, it felt odd and disturbing to be sitting here like this in the parking lot of our school after what had happened. "did you see rory do it?" ellie asked me as she rested her head on her knees. "do what?" i asked looking between ellie and my brother. "you know, kill himself. did you see him do it?" she asked again, and once again i nodded "yeah, he shot himself right infront of me" i told them. "we saw it too" alexander said, "what?" i asked surprised at his words "we saw rory crash through the window. we saw him hit the pavement." he told me, "it was awful" ellie added. i thought about what they had told me and came to the conclusion that in a way the three of us had all seen rory die. i had watched him shoot himself and my friends watched him fall the rest of the way, in a way rory had subjected all of his friends to watching his death play out.

there was silence between the three of us and that silence stayed as mine and ellie's parents went to talk with the cops. they stood a few feet away talking and it looked like my father was yelling at the police. while they were away i once again noticed the annoying flash of the photgraphers. this time they were snapping pictures of alexander, ellie, and i. i didn't pay them much notice because i didn't really care anymore. i was getting very tired and my leg was aching badly, i sighed and wondered when my ambulance would arrive. i didn't have to wonder for much longer because five shiny white ambulances pulled into the driveway of the school mere moments later. they stopped just a few feet from where we sat and i wondered if one of these was for me. a driver dressed up in navy exitied the ambulance, openend the back and pulled out a strecher. a cop walked up to him and they spoke breifly before the cop pointed at me and i knew it was my turn to go to the hospital.

the perimedic and the police officer walked towards me stopping only to breifly talk with my parents. "i think that's for you sis" alexander said, i nodded relived because to be honest i was starting to feel faint. as the cop and perimedic drew closer i reconized the cop as the same one from before, the cop named phil. "laylah we're taking you to the hospital now" phil told me, i nodded more then ready to go. my parents had come over to me as well "can we go with her?" my mother asked, "only one of you can ride with her" the perimedic said. my parents looked at one another "you go" my father told my mother, "alex and i will follow along in the car". my mother nodded and gave him a brief kiss. they lowered the strecher to the ground and the cop once again lifted me and set me down easily onto the strecher. they then lifted the strecher and wheeled me towards the awaiting ambulance. i waved to ellie and my brother half heartedly as they wheeled me away. my mother walked beside me and held my hand and before i knew it she and i were in the vechicle.

before they closed my ambulance door i could see the ambulance across from me open up. i saw a strecher being wheeled towards the ambulance and i gasped as i saw the person on the strecher was none other then the mystery boy himself! "wh-where is that boy going?" i asked the perimedic that sat in the back with my mother and i. "that boy there?" he asked pointing at the mystery boy. i nodded "well its one of our ambulances so he's going to the same hospital as you". i laid back happy to know that the boy was alright and that i would get my chance to thank him after all. i heard the ambulance start up and we began moving. i tried my hardest to stay awake during the ride but i was too comfortable and too warm for some reason and i quickly passed out.
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i hope you guys like this chapter!
~redmoonchick~
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