Aaron, BJ, and Angel held me down as I tried to go after Katie to stop her. After she threw herself off the cliff, I yelled "NO!!!!" She was gone. Forever. Why did she jump? For us? No. She shouldn't have done it. She knew I loved her. My god! She was one of my best friends.
God, my leg was killing me. It was starting to stop leeding, but I'd lost alot of blood. Katie's parents left in another car that was hidden in the bushes, and my parents got in the front seat. BJ moved up By Leslie, but Aaron and Angel stayed back with me.
My parents drove us to the hospital, and the last thing I remember was me being put on a stretcher and wheeled into the ER.
*~* AJ's P.O.V. *~*
Bri, Kev, and Howie were chillin' at my house for a while. We had just turned on the TV when MTV news came on. "We have just recieved news that Backstreet Boy, Nick Carter, was checked into Orlando General Hospital today, with a gun-shot wound to his leg..." We all looked at each other, then ran out to my Jeep to get to the hospital. When we got there, BJ was in the waiting room crying. "Nick lost alot of blood... Katie's parents shot him in the leg... Katie jumped off a cliff... they told her if she didn't they'd kill us and her. We told her not to..." "Where's Nick?" "ask the nurse. I'm supposed to wait here to stop reporters and answer as many of their questions as I can." "k." I walked up to the desk, and while the woman was looking up the room number, a person dripping with water, who also had a cut on her head, came up to the desk.
"Excuse me, miss, I need help..." I looked closer at the girl. "Katie??" (AN: My evil, yet quite good twist to the story... I don't want to have killed myself off in another story.)
*~*Katie's P.O.V. *~*
"AJ?" "Aren't you supposed to be dead?" The woman looked up. I rolled my eyes and said, "They think I killed myself. I just dove off a 75 foot cliff into 25 feet of water. I really am in pain and need a little bit of help." The woman immediately page for a doctor. Shortly after a nurse came with a wheelchair.
I was wheeled into an room, and a second later a nurse came in with a towel, a hospital gown, and scrub pants. I dried off and changed into the dry clothes, and then sat back in the wheel chair, and then waited for a doctor. I got stitches in a cut on my head and then the doctor asked, "Do you feel like and bones are broken?" "my right arm kills, can you check it out?" "Yes, we also will have to examine your head, to make sure you don't have a concussion."
I went through all the x-ray thingys, and it turned out no concussion, but I had a small fracture in my right arm. While the cast was being put on, the doctor said, "You're very lucky this is the extent of your injurys. You could have been killed." "If I didn't, seven others would have also been killed." "Still, that was a very dangerous stunt to pull." "It's not gonna happen again. The people who did this, wanted me dead. They think I am. They didn't know that when they weren't looking, when my cousin's and I were little, we used to climbthe cliff and jump in the river. I knew the deep part, and had enough time to get the rope off my arms before I hit water." "Well, you're done, but I'd like you to stay here over night for safety." "Alright. May I visit a friend who is here? He may be in ICU, though." "If you'll stay in the wheelchair, we'll see."
After a few minutes of begging, the doctor let me find out where Nick was (ICU) and then let me go up to see him. I wheeled myself into the room, where Nick was laying unconcious. I wheeled up right next to his bed and took his hand. His face was very pale, he lost alot of blood. One of the nurses walked in to change his IV. "Excuse me, can you tall me whats wrong with Mr. Carter?" She picked up his chart and said, "Um... he was shot... he lost alot of blood... they cant find a donor. No match." I looked at him. He'd probably die if they couldn't find a match. And I couldn't do that to his fans. "I'd... I'd like to test." The nurse said alright. A few minutes later she came back with a needle and took a sample of my blood. "I'm in, uh, in room 235C, could the results go there?" "Of course." I sat in Nick's room for an hour before I returned To my room. Aaron was waiting there. "Aaron?" "Katie? I thought you were dead!" "What are you doing here?" "They found a match for nick, but all they knew was that she was in this room." "Aaron, this is my room. Its a single room. I'm the match?" "Yeah. Wow! C'mon, Mom wants to meet you." Aaron started pushing my wheelchair down the hall to the waiting room. "Hey Mom! Look who it is." "Aaron, is that who I think it is?" "Yeah!" "Katie, you lived?" "Mmm hmmm. I used to dive off that cliff all the time." "You had us scared to death. Now, not that I'm not glad that you're alright, but Aaron, we told you to find Nick's match." "I did." "Katie?" "Yep!" "Well, could you get any better?" "I can do transmission work...?" "Well, come on, we have to go upstairs to the room that they're doing the transfusion or whatever its called." They wheeled me to the elevator and took me upstairs. Nick's bed was now moved closer to another bed. I got on the other bed and relaxed. It was just a needle. Its not just a needle! It's Nick's life!!! Before the doctor put the needle in my arm, I warned him, "If I pass out, don't worry, I do that when I get needles." The doctor nodded and put the IV in my arm. I passed out a minute later.
I woke up to BJ nudging me. "Katie, they're done. Wake up." "I'm up. I'm up." "OK, you can hang out in here if ya want. We had them move you back to your room. Nick's still out cold." "Can I go up to see him?" "Yeah, why not?" "OK." I wheeled upstairs, and BJ went to the McDonalds down the block for dinner. I wheeled up next to Nick and held his hand. "C'mon, Nick, you have to wake up. I didn't jump off that cliff so you could die. Please wake up. Please. Please..." I put my head on the bed next to his hand crying. Then I felt his hand move and sat up. Nicks eyes were open. "Katie? Am I in heaven?" "No..." "Then we both went to hell?" "Try again smart guy..." "Purgutory?" "No..." "Then where?" "You're alive, and as soon as that leg heals, you'll be kickin'" "Are you dead?" "No." "But you jumped off the cliff!" I used to jump off the cliff with my cousins all the time. There's a really deep river at the bottom. I broke my arm and cut my head open though. Then I gave u alot of my blood." "What?" "You lost alot of blood." "No, you're parents let you jump off a cliff?" "They didn't know. I was alot lighter then so I never went as deep. I used to only go down 11 feet, this time I went down about 20. I run out of air being underwater 22 feet. 30 feet, I nearly passed out. Know how long I floated down river? Some fisherman dude found me and drove me to the entrance." "oh my god!" Nick went to hug me and I stoped him. "IV's. Oh my god! The nurse." I hit the nurse call button on the side of the bed and a nurse ran in a minute later. I wheeled out of the room and down to the waiting room. Everyone was there. "He's up." The Carters, AJ, Brian, Kevin, & Howie ran down the hall to Nicks room to see him. I wheeled back down to my room and got in bed. It was late and I had to get sleep.
~The Next Morning~
I got up when a nurse brought in breakfast: A bran muffin, a mini box of puffed wheat, a carton of milk, and a cup of coffee. Not my favorite foods, but.... I'd live. I ate my breakfast and waited for the doctor. After I got checked out and I was all 'OK', i got dressed in my clothes, which a nurse had cleaned and dried for me. I'd never wear these clothes again, though, they were too torn. Mrs Carter drove me back to their house where I got the remains of my clothes and called a taxi. I iled my stuff in the taxi's trunk and had him drive me to the hospital. AJ was outside smoking a cigarette. "Stay here a second. I have to say bye to some people." I got out and told AJ to make sure the cab stayed. I went up to the ICU floor where Nick was and saw BJ, Aaron and Angel in the waiting room. "Hey guys, i'm gonna leave now, so I came to say Bye. Bye." Then I walked into Nicks room. Mrs. and Mr. carter were in there. "Jane, Bob, Nick? I've caused you all way to many problems. Look what happened to Nick. Its all my fault, so I'm going to leave." Jane said, "Where will you go? You're only 17. We'd be horrible people to let you go alone." "I'll be 18 really soon. I have a place to stay. My friend is expecting me back yesterday." Nick said, "But your parents think your dead. This wont happen again." "It shouldn't have happened once. Its my fault it did." Jane and Bob walked out of the room and I walked up to Nick. "Katie, don't worry about it. It's just a hole in my leg and the doctors sewed it up." "I have to go." I leaned down to give Nick a hug and he didn't let go. "Nick, let me go. C'mon Nick. Let me go. NICK! LET GO!" "I can't let you go Katie, I almost lost you twice, I can't loose you again." "Nick, please." "Promise me you wont leave me." "Why can't I leave you?" "Cause I love you!" He let go of me and I stood up. "You... You what?" "I said I love you!" I started crying. "Nick... don't say that." "But I do!" "No you don't. Love is just an illusion. You'll never be in love with me." "Then I'd rather have an illusion than not have you." "No Nick, you don't deserve me. You deserve someone much better." "It doesn't matter what I deserve. It's what I want! And I want you." "No, Nick. Please..." I turned around to leave and Nick said, "If you leave, will I ever see you again?" "I dont know." "If I don't, then I'll kill myself." "No you won't. It's very easy to run the blade across your skin, but you dont have the guts to press down. It's easy to open the bottle and hold the pills in your hand, but you dont have the guts to swallow them. Its easy to point the gun at your head, but you would never have the guts to pull the trigger. And, Nick, its really easy to stand on a bridge or a ledge, or a roof, but, Nick, you'd never have the guts to jump." Then I turned and walked out. I got in the taxi and had him drive me back to Atlanta.
