"Yeah, yeah, I promise I won't let her move an inch!" Kenneth assured with vigorous nods. "So, when will she wake up?" "It's hard to say. She wasn't in the best shape to begin with, and with all this ... Just keep a close eye on her." With those parting words, the doctor left.
Kenneth returned to the hospital room to find Dorothy, her face void of any color, which made him feel a mixture of anger and sorrow. But then, reflecting on himself, wasn't he also cast from the same mold? His friends had told him time and again to move on and stop wasting his time, and even Dorothy had urged him to find a girlfriend.
But it's not so easy to just take his affection for Dorothy back once it's given away.
As the evening approached, Karen finally managed to slip away from home, leaving the kids with her parents.
"Dorothy hasn't woken up yet?" She approached the bedside, sighing as she looked at the figure lying there. "Bro, why does she have to have such a hard life?" "The doctor said she's out of danger, just unconscious. Let her sleep it off. When she comes to, she'll probably want to go running back to Everett." Kenneth dabbed at her hands with a towel, gently avoiding her wounds with tender care.
Karen heaved a long sigh, "It's pretty clear that Dorothy and Everett are done for good this time. So, what about you?" "I'm not pushing for anything. As long as she's okay, that’s all that matters." Kenneth looked up and smiled at Karen. "When I saw Dorothy, all battered and bruised, chasing after Everett regardless of her life, 1 wanted to make them a match! How many times in life do we get the chance to love like that?" "But their class difference is too overwhelming! After all that's happened, I've been thinking. We see Dorothy exhausted, worn thin because of Everett, but Everett had done a lot too, maybe as much as Dorothy." "Let's not talk about them anymore. It's in fate's hands now.” Kenneth didn’t want to dwell on it. He placed Dorothy's hand back under the covers and raised an eyebrow at Karen. "What about you? How are you holding up?" Karen's face sported a few scratches, but nothing serious. A bit of antiseptic and a bandage were enough to heal her cut.
"I'm fine! The whole thing wasn't even about me. It's just my parents making a mountain out of a molehill, insisting I stay home with them." Karen pulled up a chair and crossed her legs. "The only thing I regret is not giving Heather a piece of my mind when I had the chance. I mean, I'm usually sharp-tongued, but when I really needed it, I was at a loss for words!" Kenneth chuckled at her comment. "If it wasn't for your mouth, you probably wouldn't have those scratches on your face!" "If it wasn't for my mouth, I'd probably suffocate!" Karen rolled her eyes. "I've wanted to give Heather a verbal lashing for ages.
Look, Dorothy's moving! Dorothy's moving!" Karen's sentence was cut short as they noticed the person on the bed stirring.
Kenneth quickly moved closer. "Dorothy?" Her eyes slowly fluttered open to see Kenneth and Karen anxiously peering down at her.
Dorothy instinctively tried to sit up but quickly collapsed back onto the bed.
"Ugh..." Pain contorted every feature of her face.
"Don't move!" Kenneth pressed and alarmed her. "Your leg is seriously injured. Do you really want to end up crippled?” Karen echoed anxiously, "Yeah! Dorothy, please don't move!" But Dorothy seemed deaf to their pleas, her first words were, "Take me to... Everett..." Even if it meant ruining her legs for good, she was determined to stand by Everett.
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