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Jesska relayed the story, trying to give accurate information.
Seth’s mom fell into one of the seats, her face ashen as tears streamed down her cheeks. Seth’s dad arrived within minutes, and Jesska found herself having to relay the story again.
She started when Cameron wrapped an arm around her shoulders and forced her to sit down. “What are you doing?” she hissed.
He gripped her chin gently. “You’re in shock, Jess. This is going to hit you, and when it does, I want you sitting down.”
Jesska’s heart raced when a doctor approached Seth’s parents, pulling a chair up to sit facing them. “We did everything we could.”
“So, he’s okay, right?” Jesska jumped in.
“I’m sorry. No. We couldn’t save him.”
“No,” she whispered as Seth’s mother melted down beside her. “No. Wait, doctor, can you try again? Jason only stabbed him twice. People survive that kind of thing all the time.”
“The knife pierced the heart, unfortunately, and he bled out before he got here. There was nothing we could do. I’m sorry.”
“No!” Jesska rasped. “No, no, no, no.”
“Can we see him?” Mrs. King asked, reaching out to squeeze Jesska’s hand.
The doctor nodded. “We’re getting him cleaned up, and if you’d like to see him when we’re done, then yes, you can.”
Jesska stared at her brother, not sure what she was supposed to do. She felt like her body was on fire and there was a buzzing in her brain whenever she tried to think... put any of this into some form of order. It was like the walls were closing in on her and she was claustrophobic.
Cameron sat beside his sister, watching her as the shock wore off. Her body started to shake and as she rocked back and forth in her seat, she kept saying Seth’s name over and over again. He glanced up at her best friend. “Adalyn, would you please ask the nurse for a bucket or something?”
Adalyn nodded and rushed to the nurses’ desk. She returned with a plastic container and Cameron slid it onto Jesska’s lap just before she threw up.
“How did you know?” Adalyn asked.
“It can happen during shock,” Cameron said. “I’ve seen it before.”
The doctor returned to take Seth’s parents back to see him, but knelt before Jesska first.
He took her pulse and called for someone to bring her a blanket. “I think we should sedate you.”
She shook her head. “No. I want to see Seth.”
“I can’t let you do that, I’m afraid. Only immediate family.”
“But...” She burst into tears. “I want to see him. Please, can I see him?”
“Jess, I think it would be harder on you if you see him like this,” Cameron said. “You want to remember him alive and well, right? He’d want to protect you from those types of memories.”
“Shut up, Cameron! You don’t know anything. I want to see him.” She stared at Mrs. King. “Please can I go with you? Please.”
“Sweetheart, you’re not eighteen yet,” Mr. King said, his wife obviously unable to answer. “But if your parents say it’s all right, then I have no problem with you seeing him, okay?”
Jesska nodded, falling against Cameron before throwing up again. A nurse brought a clean bucket, removing the soiled one. The Kings went back with the doctor, and Jesska completely broke down. She sobbed uncontrollably and her body shook, despite the blanket. Cameron planned to talk to his father about getting her some heavy-duty sedatives to get her through a few days.
Their father arrived not long after Seth’s parents left the emergency room. He sat down beside Jesska. “Is he okay?”
Cameron shook his head.
“They said he died, Daddy,” Jesska mumbled. “But I don’t believe them. I want to see him.”
“I don’t think that would be a good idea.”
