The Right Way #67

               "Ryan!" I half-shrieked. I knelt to the ground. I lifted his head off the ground and cradled it in my lap. "Wake up, Ryan! Please!" I begged through my tears.

               Jordan and Mark had run off to get help from the tent. They came back with a man and a woman, followed by Ryan's family. "We are both doctors," the woman said. I nodded and she approached Ryan. The man followed her and they both knelt down on either side of him. They conducted a quick examination, murmuring in low tones.

               Someone had called an ambulance, and 10 minutes after Ryan had collapsed, 2 paramedics ran around the corner with a stretcher and supplies. "It would be best if he was taken to the hospital," the man told me. I was numb. The paramedics rushed over and lifted Ryan onto the stretcher.

                I slowly stood as Natasha rushed forward with her mom. "We need to go to the hospital. Now," Ryan's mom demanded as she took charge of the situation. Ryan was already being loaded into the ambulance when we rushed over. They said they had enough room for two.

                "Mom, you and Skye go. I'll make sure everything stays fine here," Natasha volunteered.

                 Her mom smiled sadly and nodded. We leaped into the ambulance and took place next to Ryan. I grabbed the hand that didn't have an IV in it and held onto it for dear life.

                The paramedics started to clean up his cut on his face and check his vitals as we sped off the the hotel grounds. The hospital was a few blocks away, so it shouldn't take that long. Suddenly, it hit me. All of the commotion, the stress, it hit me like a wave of bricks.

               I was about to pass out when I felt a hand against my cheek. It couldn't have been Ryan's mom; she wasn't touchy-feely. I willed myself to open my eyes. I grabbed the hand and saw that Ryan was staring at me. He was awake. "Ryan?" I mumbled. He smiled. "Ryan!"

              His mom had not been paying attention, too busy talking with the paramedics when they were done checking over Ryan. They turned back around in surprise at my outburst and she immediately started crying.

              The men rushed forward and helped Ryan sit up. We had just arrived at the hospital. They escorted Ryan to a room where doctors could do testing on him. We followed after and sat in chairs next to his bed. He reached out and took my hand, rubbing the back of it with his palm. "Hello, I'm Police officer Manalo. Can you please tell me what happened?" He directed at Ryan and I. I figured I should start talking since I was the first to have an encounter with Kyle.

             "I was walking back from the bathroom when I felt somebody grab me around the waist and yank me backwards. He pulled me in the shadows and started whispering. I automatically recognized it as Kyle, but I thought he was locked up so I was really confused. He started to choke me, but I managed to slide out of his grip. I used some self-defense moves and managed to run back to the tent, where I found Ryan. He then left to find Kyle with some of the other guys."

             "When I left with Jordan and some other groomsmen, we had no idea what to expect. We found Kyle, standing in the shadows. He wasn't far from the party, so we tried to take care of him quietly. We had him surrounded, but he lunged at me with a pocket knife, which is where I got this cut. He hit me really hard in the back of the head with something, maybe a rock, but then Jordan or Mark or somebody else grabbed him and flung him to the ground. Then everybody else showed up and it ended." I felt tears gather in my eyes, finally realizing how close I was to losing Ryan today.

              He looked over at me when he was finished and squeezed my hand. I squeezed it back as the officer finished up his notes and left the room.

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