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::Give Him Hell, Kid:: {Ray Toro's Daughter} ::Seven::

Created by green-day-39 on Thursday, April 24, 2008

Ray.
"Let me in!" I screamed, banging on the door that sealed off my daughter from me.
"Mr Toro!" a doctor said, running over to me. "Your daughter will be fine as long as you stop doing that! You're going to put doctors off and distract them from doing their wor -"
"GET THE FUCK OFF ME!" I yelled, pushing him away from me.
"Ray!" Bob said, rushing over to me. "Calm down, man.."
But I couldn't calm down. I was hysterical and my nasty side was coming out. "Fuck off, Bob! I don't care about anyone else, just my kid! LET ME IN YOU FUCKERS!" I slammed my body against the door, making the doctor - and several security guards - run over.
I screamed, kicked, shouted, punched, scratched and bit them as they dragged me away from the door, where Bob was stood, shaking his head and sighing. "I'll take care of her," he said loudly over the noise.
But I carried on screaming, my energy draining slowly from me as my feet got dragged along the floor..
That cold, white floor with the glaring, white walls. "Let me go," I gasped, coughing. "Let me.."
But I blacked out before I could finish my sentence, my blood pounding in my ears, my mind thinking about Rae.. and most of all, my heart aching for the survival of her..
Rae.
Fluttering my eyelashes, I opened my eyes and took in the bright white walls, ceilings and floors..
I was in hospital.. a very white one too.
"Hey," a voice said softly.
I looked over and sat in a chair next to my bed was Bob, Mikey next to him. "D-dad," I stammered. "Where's my d-dad?"
Mikey looked at Bob and Bob sighed. "He's um.. there."
I followed his pointing finger with my eyes. It led to a hospital bed with somebody lying in it, motionless. I wouldn't have known who it is, but that 'fro will give it away everytime..
I gasped. "W-what happened?!" I demanded.
"Don't worry, he just blacked out from.. er, shock," Mikey said, shrugging.
"B-but my d-dad! W-why am I here!?" I screamed. "I want to go home!" I tried to stand up, but failed.
"Whoa whoa whoa," Bob said, pushing my shoulders back down. "Rest, yeah? I'll get a doctor. You need some tests doing."

***

"Where's my dad?!" I screamed.
I'd just woken up after I'd had brain tests done, and we were waiting for the results.
"He's still over there," Bob pointed at a hospital bed, where my dad was laying.
"W-what happened to him?" I asked, bursting into tears.
Mikey and Bob looked at each other, raising their eyebrows. "You know what happened.. he blacked out," Mikey said slowly.
"I didn't know!" I protested.
"We told you an hour ago!" Bob replied.
"B-but y-you didn't!" I sobbed. "I'm in hospital!" I said, stating the obvious.
"Yes.." Mikey said.
"But why?!"
"You were attacked," Bob replied, looking at me like I was stupid.
"Who? When? Why?!" I yelled, crying.
Suddenly a doctor walked over and asked Bob and Mikey to 'step into his office'. They followed him and were in there for ten minutes. I couldn't hear a word they were saying.. but I could hear muffled voices and shouting..
I looked over at my father, wondering what had happened to both of us. But then I heard part of the conversation between the doctor and the guys.
"She has memory loss. When she sleeps, she'll only remember the stuff that happened before the attack. She won't be able to retain any new information.."
It made me laugh. That wasn't me..
That couldn't be me..
I mean, me? Losing my memory?
Yeah right.
Uh Oh.
"Hand in mine, into your icy blues
And then I'd say to you we could take to the highway
With this trunk of ammunition too
I'd end my days with you in a hail of bullets.
I'm trying, I'm trying
To let you know just how much you mean to me
And after all the things we put each other through and
I would drive on to the end with you
A liquor store or two keeps the gas tank full
And I feel like there's nothing left to do
But prove myself to you and we'll keep it running.
But this time, I mean it
I'll let you know just how much you mean to me
As snow falls on desert sky
Until the end of everything
I'm trying, I'm trying
To let you know how much you mean
As days fade, and nights grow
And we go cold.
Until the end, until this pool of blood
Until this, I mean this, I mean this
Until the end of..
I'm trying, I'm trying
To let you know how much you mean
As days fade, and nights grow
And we go cold.
But this time, we'll show them
We'll show them all how much we mean
As snow falls on desert sky
Until the end of every..
All we are, all we are
Is bullets I mean this.
[x4]
As lead rains, will pass on through our phantoms
Forever, forever
Like scarecrows that fuel this flame we're burning
Forever, and ever
Know how much I want to show you you're the only one
Like a bed of roses there's a dozen reasons in this gun.
And as we're falling down, and in this pool of blood
And as we're touching hands, and as we're falling down
And in this pool of blood, and as we're falling down
I'll see your eyes, and in this pool of blood
I'll meet your eyes, I mean this forever..
"
"Demolition lovers.." I gasped, reaching out for Gerard's hand.
Gerard and Frank were now in the room along with Bob and Mikey, but my dad was still in the hospital bed, motionless and still..
Gerard was singing to me and it made me start to think. "Demolition.. demolition.." I gasped.
"What the fuck?!" everyone yelled and screamed for a doctor.
My body started to shake and my eyes lolled to the back of my head. At the same time I was repeating the words 'demolition lovers'.
Doctors rushed over, but didn't touch me. They just let me have a.. a spasm..
And then with a horrific jerk, I laid still, breathing heavily and completely out-of-it. My eyelids drooped..
"Stay awake," a doctor warned, gently tapping my face.
I couldn't reply, it seemed impossible.. like my mouth had collapsed..
But I tried to keep my eyes open.. to make them happy.. for me to live.
"R-Rae?!" a voice shrieked.
I noticed it immediately as my dad's, and the footsteps that followed the shriek soon confirmed it.
He was running to me.. to hold me, tell me everything would be okay..
"Sir, please go back to your bed. You need rest, and your daughter will be fine. She's had a minor fit," a doctor said.
They wouldn't let him.. they wouldn't let him near me?
But.. but, why?
RestInResults.
My eyes clamped shut before I could listen to anything else. I couldn't open them again, and I couldn't speak. But I could hear them speaking, cursing..
What's happening to me?
Here's the deal:
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