Genna nodded along as the doctor spoke to her. She knew good and well why they wanted to get ahold of house parents, but from what little the young teen knew of Orion's folks, lying was the best thing she could do for him. "Thank you," she said quietly, her voice can and reasonable despite the concerned, stressed out nature of her body. Pulling the sleeves of her sweater down a bit more to cover her hands, she hugged herself and sat defensively in the chair, wallowing in her in injuries and worrying incessantly about Orion's well being.
Time passed very slowly, the silence of everything only broken up by the occasional distant scream or cry of pain, and sometimes, even crying. It wasn't a cheery day in the hospital, it seemed.
Another half hour passed before there was any news. The same woman from before, along with Doctor Ricard, re-entered the room, a few doctors slowly rolling Orion, on the bed, behind them. They brought him to the room he was in before, and turned to Genevieve, approaching her so she did not need to move.
Doctor Ricard spoke up first. "Hi there." He was speaking more slowly than when Orion arrived, with more calmness, and a Spanish accent was clearer to everyone's ears. "I never caught your name, dear." He waited for a response of some kind, then nodded and continued. "There was a shard of glass embedded in his oblique muscle. We were able to get it out without damaging it more, but it does have a small tear, and he's going to be in some pain when he walks for awhile." He turned back to the boy. There was bandaging around his arm and around his whole chest; his shirt was gone. "Hopefully, he'll be awake soon."
Genna stood as the doctor and nurses entered the room again, instantly and involuntarily flinching at the pain in her foot. Regardless, she kept standing as they spoke to her, holding herself as a responsible adult would in her situation. "My name is Genevieve Mitchell." A bit of shame burned her skin as she nearly flinched at her own voice. This had not been a good day.
Turning her attention to where Orion lied in the bed, she felt another wave of worry and emotion tug at her heart. She knew she had done the right thing in bringing him here. No matter what he had argued, she had done something right. Now, with any luck, they could get through this without getting his parents involved. As much as she hated herself for even thinking it, she had a plan B.
"Thank you for everything, Doctor Ricard. I think I'll hang around here until he wakes up..." Nodding politely to the doctor and his companions, she very carefully lowered herself back into the chair, trying not to move like an old woman as she did. Now it was just a waiting game.
Most of the assistants were patting each other about a job well done, and heading out of the room after acknowledging Genevieve. Yet, Doctor Ricard didn't depart yet, very perceptive of the fact that she, herself, seemed to be experiencing some sort of pain or discomfort. He opened his mouth to say something, but took a few seconds to choose his words. "Is there something I can do for you? You don't look very comfortable." It wasn't exactly clear if he was referring to her appearance of pain, or just somehow making the room more comfortable for her.
Looking up at the man, Genna felt a moment of hesitation before actually doing something responsible. "Actually... I dropped one of my textbooks on my foot the other day and it's just been getting worse and worse. It started swelling and I've been having trouble walking on it. Is there anyway I could have someone look at it?" While she didn't want her parents to worry, her foot was a big problem right now. Trent would probably be furious at her, but if something was seriously wrong, she needed to get it checked. Besides, if he were to find out she was at the hospital, she would need a decent excuse.
Glancing over at Orion, she frowned a bit. Everything had been so upside down lately and now she was sitting in a hospital room with a kid she barely knew. She was risking a lot to be here. If Trent found out she was here... Or even if her parents heard she was in a hospital. Closing her eyes for a moment, she breathed out and looked back up at the doctor, keep the look on her face as calm as she could.
OOC: How is your vacation going, friend?
IC: Doctor Ricard listened to her as she explained the false story of what had occurred, and with a quiet sigh he gave a nod. "We're pretty stacked with patients right now, so its going to be a while. I'll send someone as soon as we have extra doctors standing by, okay?"
With this, he finally headed for the exit, turning around for a brief moment. "Buzz us when he's awake." He pointed to a call button right of Orion, then stepped out.
actually, it's over now :) Everyone's chilling for the last few weeks before school starts
Genna nodded. "Of course. Don't worry about it, it's not a big deal." She instantly regretted having said anything about her foot. Biting her lip anxiously, she settled into the seat again, running a hand through her raven hair and dropping her gaze to the floor. All she had to do now was wait for Orion to wake up. Looking up at the doctor, she offered a weak smile and nodded. "Yes sir... Thanks..."
As he left, Genna reached for her notebook again, hoping to find some solace in the peaceful scratching of pencil on paper. Quickly getting lost in the motions, she was completely enveloped by art. She didn't realize until she was almost done that she was drawing Orion. Pain gripped her insides, making her want to cry all over again.