Jane stands up and looks towards the two men. Her nightmare had come true but this was the part where it ended, she was not ready for what will happen next.
“You fucking bastards!” she screams at them.
Sirens are then heard in the distance. Instead of trying to help her and clear up what a mess they have done, the two men flee the scene. Jane sits down beside Pete again holding his hand, blood is pouring out of his chest rapidly. ‘Who else saw this’ she thought to herself, feeling numb and puzzled. The paramedics arrive and work quickly as they can to try save Pete’s life, Jane Kisses Pete’s fore head “You are safe now.” She whispers in his ear and then let’s go of his hand.
Jane stands up as they carry Pete on a stretcher into the ambulance. Tears fill her eyes, knowing full well that her reoccurring dream has now become a reality. ‘Where the hell were the police? Why did they not show? This was the thoughts that came to mind as she climbed into the back of the ambulance. The quick trip to the hospital seemed like an eternity, continuously Pete was trying to fight for his life, in and out of cardiac arrest until there was no fight left in him.
At the hospital, Pete was whizzed through into an emergency room to be operated on. At the hospital Pete was whizzed through into an emergency room to be operated, Jane paced up and down continuously in the waiting room. The receptionist had called for Pete’s mother to get to the hospital as soon as possible and to be by Jane’s side. Jane explained what had happened to her son but struggled with retracting that morning’s event, she felt like it was her fault for arranging plans for them today. As Pete, would still be fine and not fighting for his life.
“Oh Jane, I am so sorry you had to witness that. I know you don’t want to leave Pete but please go home and try to calm down. I will have someone to call your mum to come pick you up.” Pete’s mum said smoothly as possible trying to fight back the tears hearing the news of her son. Jane refuses her kind offer and chooses to walk home to try clear her head, the walk home took forever and Jane did not acknowledge anyone at all walking by, now and again she felt an icy sensation stroking down her spine but no one was close enough to her, maybe it was her imagination getting the better of her. She hoped her mother would be at home by the time she got back for someone to give her comfort and support but sadly no one was at home. In Jane’s last ounce of strength, she slumped onto her bed and cried herself to sleep.
Jane was woken up by her mobile phone ringing.
“Hello, Pete is that you?” she asked before actually checking to see whose number it was calling her.
“No it's Pete’s mum.”
“How is Pete? Is he going to live?”
“That is what I have phoned to tell you about, he’s…. dead.” Pete’s mum said, beginning to cry.
“What…. No… Why Pete?”
“He managed to tell me a message to pass on to you, he thinks you are a wonderful girl and friend but you must live on with your life.”
“Thank you for letting me know. Bye.”
“Bye.”
The tears start to fall again down Jane’s red hot puffy cheeks. All she could think about was the happy memories of her and Pete. The times when they went out to dinner together, the times they both had ice creams and fun in the sun, they were like a couple but not even romantically linked with each other. She wished she could tell Pete how she actually felt towards him and wanted to have her first proper kiss with him. Then suddenly her thoughts were interrupted by a text message on her mobile phone. The receiver is from Pete’s number. She reads the message, wondering who has got Pete’s phone.
Don’t forget me, I now know how your feelings are towards me, mine are also the same about you.
For a moment Jane freezes, trying to make heads and tails to what she has just seen. She reads the text message again and then again. Feeling confused and freaked out, she calls Pete’s mum to see who is using his phone.
“Hello.” Pete’s mum answers sniffling from tears
“Hi, is that Pete’s Mum?”
“Yes, is this Jane?”
“yes it’s me.”
“Oh.. hi Jane, what can I help you with?”
“I am sorry to ask this but I was wondering who has got Pete’s phone?”
“No one has dear, I have put it in his room with all of his belongings.”
“Oh, you see the thing is, this may sound crazy but I have just received a text message from Pete’s phone.”
“Oh… really, does it have time and date when it was sent?”
“It should have, I haven’t yet checked that.”
“Well keep it on your phone and I will pop round later this week to have a look at it.”
“Yes that would be nice, see you soon. Bye.”
After the phone call with Pete’s mum, Jane lays back down on
