Post by Robert's Vampire Bride on Apr 29, 2006 23:12:17 GMT -5
this is another one of my favs that i wrote, hope you all like it, agian another one i wrote very early last year, and now is simply a reposting.
(A Full House fic, Rated PG)
there's a breath of panic as a girl of golden hair rushes down the stairs,with eyes still parcially in dreamland.
"you're up early, you still have a half an hour before your usual wak up hour", her father said as she struggles to get her backpack around her shoulders.
"i have to be at school early today, they are doing the pre-sat's today, and i am running late", paniced donna jo tanner.
"oh, well at least make yourself a peice of toast, you can't take a test on an empty stomach", danny tanner, her father warned.
"ok fine, but i only have like three minutes!", dj spat, as she shoved a piece of bread into the toaster.
As she shoves the last bite down her throat, she quickly rushes to the door.
"wait! do you need a ride sweetheart?", danny asked her.
"ah...no dad, that's alright, i have a better idea!", dj gasped as she ran out the door.
"ok, good luck!", her father shouts after her, although she was already seconds out the door, and a few seconds later there is a roar that disappears into the distance. danny scratches his head in confusion.
hours later, everyone else awakes to begin thier morning rutine.
"hey danny, where's dj, has she overslept", asked his co-worker and sister-in-law.
"she left for school already, she needed to get there early for some kind of test and ws already late", he answered her.
"oh yeah, the pre-sat's", the second daughter commented, "she talked yestersay of nothing, but getting to bed early".
"well i better get going, i have a meeting at the smash club with this guy that is suppose to watch Hot Daddy and the Monkey Puppets perform tonite", purposed the handsome uncle with shiny midnight hair.
"have a good day honey", said his wife the co-talk show host. he bends down to her sitting level and gives her a kiss.
"bye girls", he says as he appraches the door.
"bye uncle jesse", says stefanie, the second daughter.
"bye uncle jesse", repeats the littlest daughter, michelle.
within minutes of exiting the house, jesse walks back in, with confusion.
"hey danny? where's my motorcycle?", he asks the father of the house.
"how should i know, i don't stand there and supervise you while you park your motorcycle", he replies.
"i parked it here in the backyard where i usually do, but it's not there anymore...did you move it?", asks the handsome uncle jesse.
"jesse! i don't ride motorcycles! HOW could i move it, let alone why!?", danny makes a wise come back.
"are you sure you didn't park it somewhere else and forget, honey?", asks his wife known as rabecca.
"no, why would i park it somewhere else...what could have happened?", jesse wondered.
"maybe someone stole it" offered stefanie.
"you know come to think of it....", danny recalled, "...i could have swarn i heard it's roar leave the yard this morning just seconds after....."
"after what?", asked jesse hesitant.
"....just seconds after dj walked out that door!", danny paniced.
"WHAT!!! dj, can't drive my motorcycle, she's eighteen years old! i never taught her!", jesse gasped with concern.
"oh my goodness, what if something happens to her!", rabecca joined in the panic party.
At this moment, a load clatter filled the air as it passed by the tanner household. the family runs out to the yard in alarm. there are deep tire marks on the ground surrounded by orange cones and investigaters studing them.
"what's going on out here!", danny shouted, as they ran at the scene.
"there was a scene here", an investigater answered, "a lady called claming to have witnessed an adolencent girl speeding past here on a motorcycle, completely out of control".
"she could barly drive that big thing, i immedatly called 911 upon seeing her, casue i was afriad she would have an accident", the witness woman gasped, cradling her little scotty dog.
Meanwhile, dj, as stated by the investigater, was tearing down the street on the motorcycle. she had absolutly no control over the motorcycle, and she had no idea where she was. despite trying as hard as possible, she couldn't figure out how to stear properly. her mind had been on nothing but making it to school on time for her test, that she hadn't thought at all to consiter the fact that she had no clue as to driving a motorcycle. she was was screaming with terror as she lost more and more control of her stearing. just then she felt herself, unintentionally swirving off to her side,thinking "oh God, this was a horrible idea!", as she tried to stear herself around, she felt herself smack into something as the ground all of a sudden appeared below her head, as she let out a scream of terror, joined by two other screams, as she automatically shouted out:
"HELP, UNCLE JESSE!"
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"oh my god!", danny gasped, as his and the whole family's horrors come to life. a group of radom people come running up to the scene in panic.
"parametics, parametics, please come quick", a young man shouts.
The investigater looks up from his study of the tracks.
"we followed the tire tracks here as soon as we saw", said a young lady, "a young girl on a motorcycle just took a nasty crash!"
"she lost control of the motorcycle and collided with our car!", the first young man shouts, embracing his girlfriend.
"sh...she, flew up, and rolled over the top of our car, knocking us on ourside. we came out ok, but she rolled into a payphone!", the girlfriend cried.
"oh my god, that's my daughter!", shouted danny.
"holy shit! that's my neice, on MY motorcycle!", jesse gasped.
"YOUR motorcycle!", the young boyfriend shouts in alarm.
"she took it out this morning without anyone's knowledge!", danny confirmed.
"forget it, where is she!", jesse demanded.
"this way, follow the tire tracks, they go all the way to the scene!", the young girl friend said, as the tanner family was told that only two people could fit in the ambulance, so danny and jesse tell the others to go back in the house and stay calm. they then climb into the truck.
"god danny, how could you let this happen!", jesse shouted!
"what are you talking about! i didn't let her ride the motorcycle, i was barly able to be strong enough to let her learn to drive a car, if you remember correctly!", danny snaps back.
"you had no idea what she was doing! you were the only one awake at the time, and you said you asked her if she needed a ride!", jesse scolded!
"right, and she told me that she had a, and i qoute 'Better idea'", danny came back!
"ok, and so you let her just walk out that door, without asking about this 'better idea', and then you THINK you hear a roar leaving the yard, and you don't even go check it out! i thought you were a protective kind of father! and now, my eighteen year old neice is out there on MY motorcycle getting herself in danger! dammit danny!", jesse shouted.
"oh god jess, you're right, i am an idiot! curse my morning mindlessness, i should have asked her what she was planning to do, and i should have been concerned when i heard that roar. Oh God, please let her be ok!", danny scolded himself, "bad father award for this, big time! oh please let her be ok!"
Jesse refuses another word to his brother-in-law, feeling very ashamed and angry of him, as the truck speeds through the tire track trail until the tracks swirve completely out of control and then harshly stop in front of a banged up car. danny and jesse then rush out of the truck ahead of the parametics. they sprint past the car until the skid to a startled stop in front of a motorcycle, that suffered minor dents and scraps. And, there, hanging off the side was a lifeless girl with golden hair, bleeding from the head, and through her shirt. pale at the face.
"oh my god....dj!", danny shouts in horror, as he runs at he side of his lifeless daughter.
"oh god no, dj!", jesse shouts, also horror struck, as he too runs to the girl's side.
"dj...dj, honey, please speak to me!", her father urged as he gentally collected the body by it's right arm, pulling it close to him. jesse knees down, and lets danny lay the body in his lap, as he takes his niece's shoulders.
"dj, dj, please open your eyes, sweetheart, say something, please!", jesse cried with plea, as he rested his teary head atop hers. the parametics knee beside them with a strecher.
"dj, please, please sweetheart, please still be alive, please!", her uncle cried in plea.
"oh dj, please you can't leave us, please honey!", her father chimed in.
"she's pretty much out cold gentlemen", the parametic informed them as he strapped a breathing mask around her nose and mouth, "she's lost a lot of blood and not breathing well, we have to work fast, is she's to be saved!".
"oh god, jess, look at those tire tracks, she really had no idea what she was doing on that motorcycle of yours!", danny commented, looking out at the out of control tracks.
"gee ya think!", jesse snapped back, quite harshly.
They rush her on the strecher, into the truck with her father and uncle at her sides in tears and still talking to her in her ears, pleading for her to make it.
"oh, please be strong honey!", danny pleaded,"please...oh deej, why did you have to go and pull such a stupid stunt!"
"she wouldn't have, had her father been there to stop her, and now becasue of, yes, her dunb idea, and YOUR carelessness to stop her....", jesse proceded to shout, but couldn't bring himself to finish the thought.
" oh, god, we could loose her, NO DJ!", danny cried.
"DON'T YOU DARE...EVER SAY THAT AGIAN!", jesse shouted angrily, as he slammed his fist to danny's head. danny immedatly followed this act by slamming his own fist into his head, his face red and teary.
"no, she's strong, like her mother, she'll make it! i know she will, she has to!", he assured himself.
"are you mad! she's much stronger than her mother, i know she'll make it! i know it!", jesse sobbed out.
As she is rushed into the emergency room, she is pumped hastilly with air, as her breathing begins to weaken ferther. As she is losing more blood, a large number of parametics are pressing clothes, desperatly, to her wounds, to stop the constant flow. danny and jesse remain at her side, in tears. as she is stripped of her blouse and treated for her badly injoured rib cage. she was bleeding badly, and bore many broken bones as shone in x-ray. her ribs are tightly rapped in bandages, and she is quickly, suck in the right arm with needles baring fluids to get her blood flowing properly. her bleeding head is also treated and rapped. her head and been examined and reported back to fortunatly, be free of fractures that may have caused any type of brain damage or concussion. unfortuntly, however, a problem still remained, despite the fluids running through her body, she was only regaining very faint color, and her breathing was not improving.
"she's still not breathing, we may be close to losing her!", gasped a sergeon.
"NO!", the tanner men shouted.
"NO PLEASE, YOU CAN'T LET HER DIE, YOU CAN'T!", shouted jesse.
The sergeons rapidly took the only action they could, and just barly shocked her back to life. unfortunaly, she remained in a coma for the next two days with jesse and danny by her sides the whole time as she lay in bed lifeless, and still hooked up to her fluids and breathing tubes in her nose.
When she finally awoke upon the birth of the third day, she was happy to see her father and uncle by her sides. however, what had happened, and why was she expieracing harshness of her breathing? Then upon seeing her uncle's sleeping face beside her, she instantly saw a picture flash before her mind. she was on a motorcycle, HIS motorcycle. that's right, she had taken it out so she could get to school on time. but then why was she in the hospital? why wasn't she in school?
"un.hh..hhle Jhheese", she found a struggle to faintly wisper, as each word burned her lungs. when there was no answer, she tried agian.
"un.hh.hhlee Jhhesse", she reapted, once agian feeling the burn of each word. this time she reached her arm over carfully, and gently stroked his hair in attempt to get his attention. this time, jesse stirs his head and lifts it in a yawn.
"dj! oh my god!", he quietly gasped happily. he gentally sits himself on the bed beside her, putting his arm around her.
"oh deej, thank god you're alive", he breathes with relief, as he ever gentally kisses her forhead.
"un.hh.hhlee Jhhesse", she breathes for a third time, this time cracking a smile despite the pain of her breathing, as she gave a small groan, "whaaa..whaaa..why...ssschhool".
she was sure her uncle hadn't understood her question, as she couldn't find herself able to complete it as she groaned from so much burning in her lungs.
"ooh, ooh, ooh, deej, careful honey", her uncle gentally warned, "school? why?...deej, you never made it to school, you were in an accident".
"mhooo..mhoott", dj attempted.
"shh, yes motorcycle. you took my motorcycle two days ago, to go to school. you knew you couldn't drive it, you knew!", jesse began as he started to shed tears, "but you went anyway, and you crashed....we almost lost you".
All of a sudden dj gives a violent gasp for air as another picture flashes before her mind. she was in the air....with the ground BELOW her. then everything had gone black.
the room came back into view. her uncle had his arms around her, his head level with hers, trying to clam her down as she squirmed about.
"hey, hey, hey, it's ok deej, it's ok sweetheart, calm down, breathe baby!", he was gasping. she took a violent breath as she went steady agian.
"fflllhhyig, grround..be..below!", she gasped.
"shh, deej, it's alright, it's over now, it's alright", jesse assured her.
"i remember...there was a test..was late...had to get there fast", she said softly.
"so you thought you could drive my motorcycle!....deej, what were you thinking!?", jesse gasped teary eyed.
"i..i wasn't....i..so sorry uhncle jhesse, i ...so stupid...never should have done it...i..am....such a..bitch!", she gasped, feeling he burn of every word agian as she sucked in a gulp of air in a gasp.
"shhhh, hush sweetheart. don't talk like that. you are not at all a bitch, you just made a mistake", jesse cried, giving her a kiss.
"ii..understand..if...you hate me", dj said as she immedatly follwed up by gasping in a another gulp of air greedily.
"shhhh, sweetheart, hush, be carfull of your breathing. you know i could never ever hate you. none of it even matters anymore, i am just relieved that you're alive. you know we came pretty close to losing you. i got so horrified. and so did your dad", her uncle explained tenderly as he gave her a few kisses on her forhead, and she shifted her eyes over to her other side where danny's head still lay asleep.
"my head hurts...i can barly breathe!", she gasped, almost going to tears, "i deserve this for my stupidity".
"don't you dare say that deej! you made a very stupid mistake, but we all make those in our lives, and eventually we learn from them, like you just did all on your own. but you most curtianly don't deserve to be in the pain you are in", jesse said.
"oh, my head hurts...i can hardly breathe, and i can't move...every breath burns my lungs", she gasped agian, hoping for her uncle's comfort.
"i'm so sorry sweetheart..i can only imagine. you just tough it out, and just hang in there with all your strength", her uncle replied, stroking her forhead.
Just then, the bed stirred as danny yawned, opening his eyes.
"deej, oh sweetheart! thank goodness!", he gasped and immedalty gave his daughter a kiss.
"how are you feeling sweetheart?", he asked.
"ah, danny, i ah, i wanted to apologize, for getting so mad at you", jesse said.
"no jess, you had every right, i should have been paying WAY more attention, i very much regret being so careless", danny replied.
"no dad! i was the most careless of all here! i should have never rode uncle jesse's motorcycle without any expierance, like that", dj retorted.
"well, dj, it makes me very proud that you are realizing your wrong, all on your own", danny said.
"yeah, good job deej, i'm proud of you too", jesse agreed. dj smiled.
just then, the rest of the family appeared in the room.
"oh deej, honey are you feeling ok", becky asked with a hopeful tone.
Jesse, not wanting dj to use her breath too much, answered for her.
"mmm, she's in a whole lot of pain. her head hurts, she can barly move, and she can't speak without burning her lungs, and giving her a shortness in her breathing".
"dj! i was so scared!", stefanie sadly said.
"we all were, sweetheart", said becky.
"i am sorry, i was really, really, stupid..", dj gasped beginning to feel her chest burn and her neck grow stiff as she began to shed tears.
"i wasn't thinking at all, i should have never took uncle jesse's motorcycle...i was so, so, so, so, so stupid...and i am so sorry! i ruined the motorcycle".
"shh, deej, don't talk like that ok. i am not mad, and i could care less about the motorcycle, i am just...oh..i'm just relived that you are alive dj, you are so much more important than the stupid motorcycle...i love you so much", jesse assured her.
"i love you so much uncle jesse", she replied as she gasped for another breath.
"be careful honey", said becky, "and don't worry, nobody's mad at you, we are just all happy to see you here alive".
"that's right honey, we were all so worried, especailly uncle jesse and i, casue we there, and we saw your lifeless body", her father said.
"danny please...no! don't bring that up!", jesse chokes back tears.
"i promise i will never do it agian", dj gasped.
"alright, good girl", jesse said.
"thank you for your forgiveness", she decided to resort to almost a wisper to keep from using to much breath.
"dj, you never got any forgiveness. you never needed any, because i was never mad at you, i was just scared", jesse replied.
"i will still, forever regret what i did. i love you uncle jesse...so much".
"i love you deej..so much", jesse said with a smile, and gave her a kiss.
Everyone smiled, thankfully, for seeing the oldest of the tanner youth, still alive after a deadly accident, a mistake untought of.
*END*
(A Full House fic, Rated PG)
there's a breath of panic as a girl of golden hair rushes down the stairs,with eyes still parcially in dreamland.
"you're up early, you still have a half an hour before your usual wak up hour", her father said as she struggles to get her backpack around her shoulders.
"i have to be at school early today, they are doing the pre-sat's today, and i am running late", paniced donna jo tanner.
"oh, well at least make yourself a peice of toast, you can't take a test on an empty stomach", danny tanner, her father warned.
"ok fine, but i only have like three minutes!", dj spat, as she shoved a piece of bread into the toaster.
As she shoves the last bite down her throat, she quickly rushes to the door.
"wait! do you need a ride sweetheart?", danny asked her.
"ah...no dad, that's alright, i have a better idea!", dj gasped as she ran out the door.
"ok, good luck!", her father shouts after her, although she was already seconds out the door, and a few seconds later there is a roar that disappears into the distance. danny scratches his head in confusion.
hours later, everyone else awakes to begin thier morning rutine.
"hey danny, where's dj, has she overslept", asked his co-worker and sister-in-law.
"she left for school already, she needed to get there early for some kind of test and ws already late", he answered her.
"oh yeah, the pre-sat's", the second daughter commented, "she talked yestersay of nothing, but getting to bed early".
"well i better get going, i have a meeting at the smash club with this guy that is suppose to watch Hot Daddy and the Monkey Puppets perform tonite", purposed the handsome uncle with shiny midnight hair.
"have a good day honey", said his wife the co-talk show host. he bends down to her sitting level and gives her a kiss.
"bye girls", he says as he appraches the door.
"bye uncle jesse", says stefanie, the second daughter.
"bye uncle jesse", repeats the littlest daughter, michelle.
within minutes of exiting the house, jesse walks back in, with confusion.
"hey danny? where's my motorcycle?", he asks the father of the house.
"how should i know, i don't stand there and supervise you while you park your motorcycle", he replies.
"i parked it here in the backyard where i usually do, but it's not there anymore...did you move it?", asks the handsome uncle jesse.
"jesse! i don't ride motorcycles! HOW could i move it, let alone why!?", danny makes a wise come back.
"are you sure you didn't park it somewhere else and forget, honey?", asks his wife known as rabecca.
"no, why would i park it somewhere else...what could have happened?", jesse wondered.
"maybe someone stole it" offered stefanie.
"you know come to think of it....", danny recalled, "...i could have swarn i heard it's roar leave the yard this morning just seconds after....."
"after what?", asked jesse hesitant.
"....just seconds after dj walked out that door!", danny paniced.
"WHAT!!! dj, can't drive my motorcycle, she's eighteen years old! i never taught her!", jesse gasped with concern.
"oh my goodness, what if something happens to her!", rabecca joined in the panic party.
At this moment, a load clatter filled the air as it passed by the tanner household. the family runs out to the yard in alarm. there are deep tire marks on the ground surrounded by orange cones and investigaters studing them.
"what's going on out here!", danny shouted, as they ran at the scene.
"there was a scene here", an investigater answered, "a lady called claming to have witnessed an adolencent girl speeding past here on a motorcycle, completely out of control".
"she could barly drive that big thing, i immedatly called 911 upon seeing her, casue i was afriad she would have an accident", the witness woman gasped, cradling her little scotty dog.
Meanwhile, dj, as stated by the investigater, was tearing down the street on the motorcycle. she had absolutly no control over the motorcycle, and she had no idea where she was. despite trying as hard as possible, she couldn't figure out how to stear properly. her mind had been on nothing but making it to school on time for her test, that she hadn't thought at all to consiter the fact that she had no clue as to driving a motorcycle. she was was screaming with terror as she lost more and more control of her stearing. just then she felt herself, unintentionally swirving off to her side,thinking "oh God, this was a horrible idea!", as she tried to stear herself around, she felt herself smack into something as the ground all of a sudden appeared below her head, as she let out a scream of terror, joined by two other screams, as she automatically shouted out:
"HELP, UNCLE JESSE!"
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"oh my god!", danny gasped, as his and the whole family's horrors come to life. a group of radom people come running up to the scene in panic.
"parametics, parametics, please come quick", a young man shouts.
The investigater looks up from his study of the tracks.
"we followed the tire tracks here as soon as we saw", said a young lady, "a young girl on a motorcycle just took a nasty crash!"
"she lost control of the motorcycle and collided with our car!", the first young man shouts, embracing his girlfriend.
"sh...she, flew up, and rolled over the top of our car, knocking us on ourside. we came out ok, but she rolled into a payphone!", the girlfriend cried.
"oh my god, that's my daughter!", shouted danny.
"holy shit! that's my neice, on MY motorcycle!", jesse gasped.
"YOUR motorcycle!", the young boyfriend shouts in alarm.
"she took it out this morning without anyone's knowledge!", danny confirmed.
"forget it, where is she!", jesse demanded.
"this way, follow the tire tracks, they go all the way to the scene!", the young girl friend said, as the tanner family was told that only two people could fit in the ambulance, so danny and jesse tell the others to go back in the house and stay calm. they then climb into the truck.
"god danny, how could you let this happen!", jesse shouted!
"what are you talking about! i didn't let her ride the motorcycle, i was barly able to be strong enough to let her learn to drive a car, if you remember correctly!", danny snaps back.
"you had no idea what she was doing! you were the only one awake at the time, and you said you asked her if she needed a ride!", jesse scolded!
"right, and she told me that she had a, and i qoute 'Better idea'", danny came back!
"ok, and so you let her just walk out that door, without asking about this 'better idea', and then you THINK you hear a roar leaving the yard, and you don't even go check it out! i thought you were a protective kind of father! and now, my eighteen year old neice is out there on MY motorcycle getting herself in danger! dammit danny!", jesse shouted.
"oh god jess, you're right, i am an idiot! curse my morning mindlessness, i should have asked her what she was planning to do, and i should have been concerned when i heard that roar. Oh God, please let her be ok!", danny scolded himself, "bad father award for this, big time! oh please let her be ok!"
Jesse refuses another word to his brother-in-law, feeling very ashamed and angry of him, as the truck speeds through the tire track trail until the tracks swirve completely out of control and then harshly stop in front of a banged up car. danny and jesse then rush out of the truck ahead of the parametics. they sprint past the car until the skid to a startled stop in front of a motorcycle, that suffered minor dents and scraps. And, there, hanging off the side was a lifeless girl with golden hair, bleeding from the head, and through her shirt. pale at the face.
"oh my god....dj!", danny shouts in horror, as he runs at he side of his lifeless daughter.
"oh god no, dj!", jesse shouts, also horror struck, as he too runs to the girl's side.
"dj...dj, honey, please speak to me!", her father urged as he gentally collected the body by it's right arm, pulling it close to him. jesse knees down, and lets danny lay the body in his lap, as he takes his niece's shoulders.
"dj, dj, please open your eyes, sweetheart, say something, please!", jesse cried with plea, as he rested his teary head atop hers. the parametics knee beside them with a strecher.
"dj, please, please sweetheart, please still be alive, please!", her uncle cried in plea.
"oh dj, please you can't leave us, please honey!", her father chimed in.
"she's pretty much out cold gentlemen", the parametic informed them as he strapped a breathing mask around her nose and mouth, "she's lost a lot of blood and not breathing well, we have to work fast, is she's to be saved!".
"oh god, jess, look at those tire tracks, she really had no idea what she was doing on that motorcycle of yours!", danny commented, looking out at the out of control tracks.
"gee ya think!", jesse snapped back, quite harshly.
They rush her on the strecher, into the truck with her father and uncle at her sides in tears and still talking to her in her ears, pleading for her to make it.
"oh, please be strong honey!", danny pleaded,"please...oh deej, why did you have to go and pull such a stupid stunt!"
"she wouldn't have, had her father been there to stop her, and now becasue of, yes, her dunb idea, and YOUR carelessness to stop her....", jesse proceded to shout, but couldn't bring himself to finish the thought.
" oh, god, we could loose her, NO DJ!", danny cried.
"DON'T YOU DARE...EVER SAY THAT AGIAN!", jesse shouted angrily, as he slammed his fist to danny's head. danny immedatly followed this act by slamming his own fist into his head, his face red and teary.
"no, she's strong, like her mother, she'll make it! i know she will, she has to!", he assured himself.
"are you mad! she's much stronger than her mother, i know she'll make it! i know it!", jesse sobbed out.
As she is rushed into the emergency room, she is pumped hastilly with air, as her breathing begins to weaken ferther. As she is losing more blood, a large number of parametics are pressing clothes, desperatly, to her wounds, to stop the constant flow. danny and jesse remain at her side, in tears. as she is stripped of her blouse and treated for her badly injoured rib cage. she was bleeding badly, and bore many broken bones as shone in x-ray. her ribs are tightly rapped in bandages, and she is quickly, suck in the right arm with needles baring fluids to get her blood flowing properly. her bleeding head is also treated and rapped. her head and been examined and reported back to fortunatly, be free of fractures that may have caused any type of brain damage or concussion. unfortuntly, however, a problem still remained, despite the fluids running through her body, she was only regaining very faint color, and her breathing was not improving.
"she's still not breathing, we may be close to losing her!", gasped a sergeon.
"NO!", the tanner men shouted.
"NO PLEASE, YOU CAN'T LET HER DIE, YOU CAN'T!", shouted jesse.
The sergeons rapidly took the only action they could, and just barly shocked her back to life. unfortunaly, she remained in a coma for the next two days with jesse and danny by her sides the whole time as she lay in bed lifeless, and still hooked up to her fluids and breathing tubes in her nose.
When she finally awoke upon the birth of the third day, she was happy to see her father and uncle by her sides. however, what had happened, and why was she expieracing harshness of her breathing? Then upon seeing her uncle's sleeping face beside her, she instantly saw a picture flash before her mind. she was on a motorcycle, HIS motorcycle. that's right, she had taken it out so she could get to school on time. but then why was she in the hospital? why wasn't she in school?
"un.hh..hhle Jhheese", she found a struggle to faintly wisper, as each word burned her lungs. when there was no answer, she tried agian.
"un.hh.hhlee Jhhesse", she reapted, once agian feeling the burn of each word. this time she reached her arm over carfully, and gently stroked his hair in attempt to get his attention. this time, jesse stirs his head and lifts it in a yawn.
"dj! oh my god!", he quietly gasped happily. he gentally sits himself on the bed beside her, putting his arm around her.
"oh deej, thank god you're alive", he breathes with relief, as he ever gentally kisses her forhead.
"un.hh.hhlee Jhhesse", she breathes for a third time, this time cracking a smile despite the pain of her breathing, as she gave a small groan, "whaaa..whaaa..why...ssschhool".
she was sure her uncle hadn't understood her question, as she couldn't find herself able to complete it as she groaned from so much burning in her lungs.
"ooh, ooh, ooh, deej, careful honey", her uncle gentally warned, "school? why?...deej, you never made it to school, you were in an accident".
"mhooo..mhoott", dj attempted.
"shh, yes motorcycle. you took my motorcycle two days ago, to go to school. you knew you couldn't drive it, you knew!", jesse began as he started to shed tears, "but you went anyway, and you crashed....we almost lost you".
All of a sudden dj gives a violent gasp for air as another picture flashes before her mind. she was in the air....with the ground BELOW her. then everything had gone black.
the room came back into view. her uncle had his arms around her, his head level with hers, trying to clam her down as she squirmed about.
"hey, hey, hey, it's ok deej, it's ok sweetheart, calm down, breathe baby!", he was gasping. she took a violent breath as she went steady agian.
"fflllhhyig, grround..be..below!", she gasped.
"shh, deej, it's alright, it's over now, it's alright", jesse assured her.
"i remember...there was a test..was late...had to get there fast", she said softly.
"so you thought you could drive my motorcycle!....deej, what were you thinking!?", jesse gasped teary eyed.
"i..i wasn't....i..so sorry uhncle jhesse, i ...so stupid...never should have done it...i..am....such a..bitch!", she gasped, feeling he burn of every word agian as she sucked in a gulp of air in a gasp.
"shhhh, hush sweetheart. don't talk like that. you are not at all a bitch, you just made a mistake", jesse cried, giving her a kiss.
"ii..understand..if...you hate me", dj said as she immedatly follwed up by gasping in a another gulp of air greedily.
"shhhh, sweetheart, hush, be carfull of your breathing. you know i could never ever hate you. none of it even matters anymore, i am just relieved that you're alive. you know we came pretty close to losing you. i got so horrified. and so did your dad", her uncle explained tenderly as he gave her a few kisses on her forhead, and she shifted her eyes over to her other side where danny's head still lay asleep.
"my head hurts...i can barly breathe!", she gasped, almost going to tears, "i deserve this for my stupidity".
"don't you dare say that deej! you made a very stupid mistake, but we all make those in our lives, and eventually we learn from them, like you just did all on your own. but you most curtianly don't deserve to be in the pain you are in", jesse said.
"oh, my head hurts...i can hardly breathe, and i can't move...every breath burns my lungs", she gasped agian, hoping for her uncle's comfort.
"i'm so sorry sweetheart..i can only imagine. you just tough it out, and just hang in there with all your strength", her uncle replied, stroking her forhead.
Just then, the bed stirred as danny yawned, opening his eyes.
"deej, oh sweetheart! thank goodness!", he gasped and immedalty gave his daughter a kiss.
"how are you feeling sweetheart?", he asked.
"ah, danny, i ah, i wanted to apologize, for getting so mad at you", jesse said.
"no jess, you had every right, i should have been paying WAY more attention, i very much regret being so careless", danny replied.
"no dad! i was the most careless of all here! i should have never rode uncle jesse's motorcycle without any expierance, like that", dj retorted.
"well, dj, it makes me very proud that you are realizing your wrong, all on your own", danny said.
"yeah, good job deej, i'm proud of you too", jesse agreed. dj smiled.
just then, the rest of the family appeared in the room.
"oh deej, honey are you feeling ok", becky asked with a hopeful tone.
Jesse, not wanting dj to use her breath too much, answered for her.
"mmm, she's in a whole lot of pain. her head hurts, she can barly move, and she can't speak without burning her lungs, and giving her a shortness in her breathing".
"dj! i was so scared!", stefanie sadly said.
"we all were, sweetheart", said becky.
"i am sorry, i was really, really, stupid..", dj gasped beginning to feel her chest burn and her neck grow stiff as she began to shed tears.
"i wasn't thinking at all, i should have never took uncle jesse's motorcycle...i was so, so, so, so, so stupid...and i am so sorry! i ruined the motorcycle".
"shh, deej, don't talk like that ok. i am not mad, and i could care less about the motorcycle, i am just...oh..i'm just relived that you are alive dj, you are so much more important than the stupid motorcycle...i love you so much", jesse assured her.
"i love you so much uncle jesse", she replied as she gasped for another breath.
"be careful honey", said becky, "and don't worry, nobody's mad at you, we are just all happy to see you here alive".
"that's right honey, we were all so worried, especailly uncle jesse and i, casue we there, and we saw your lifeless body", her father said.
"danny please...no! don't bring that up!", jesse chokes back tears.
"i promise i will never do it agian", dj gasped.
"alright, good girl", jesse said.
"thank you for your forgiveness", she decided to resort to almost a wisper to keep from using to much breath.
"dj, you never got any forgiveness. you never needed any, because i was never mad at you, i was just scared", jesse replied.
"i will still, forever regret what i did. i love you uncle jesse...so much".
"i love you deej..so much", jesse said with a smile, and gave her a kiss.
Everyone smiled, thankfully, for seeing the oldest of the tanner youth, still alive after a deadly accident, a mistake untought of.
*END*
