Twisted Thoughts : The angry boy...

James was a twelve year old boy and he was the only child in the family. His parents adore him very much. However, James was a spoilt kid and he would throw tantrum if he does not get what he wanted. He would screamed and yelled at everyone. He was such a spoilt kid that no other children would want to play with him. One day, a teacher brought with her a new boy. The teacher told everyone, "Hi class, I want you all to meet Dave. He will be your new friend."

The teacher assigned Dave to a table next to James. Dave was as tall as James. He had more freckles than James. His hair was darker than James. However, Dave wore an eye glasses. In contrast to James nasty spoilt behavoir, Dave made friends with everyone in the class and even with kids from other classes. Soon Dave was so popular in the school that he was made the head of school prefect. Dave would tell James to be more friendly and perhaps other kids would talk to him soon. Burning inside James, he had been angried with Dave and had at times felt like punching him in the face. However, he had always stay quiet and made no response to Dave. One day before the school closed for Christmas, Dave had invited James to his house for a Christmas party. No other children had dare to invite James for he would always spoilt their party. So they had stopped inviting James.

When Dave told other kids that he had invited James over to his party, they frowned at his suggestion. "No! Not James! Why?", one kid got scared and told him that it is not good to invite James over to the party. "Oh, he is a nice boy", Dave would tell them and made sure to them that James will behave and be friendly to everyone. Come that Christmas day, James had went to Dave's place. It was a big place with maids and butlers running around everywhere busily for the party. Dave's parents was involved in politics for the country. "Oh you are here, come in James!", Dave welcome James into his mansion. "Hey everyone, here is James!", everyone quieten down and some stopped at whatever their were doing. Upon seeing this, James's heart felt crushed and sad that all his friends had seriously not approved of his appearance in Dave's party. James took one step backward and left without saying a word. "Hey James don't go, will you?", Dave ran after James. "I am not like you, Dave!", James said angrily. "Go back to your party, I don't like you too!", James slammed the door and ran as fast as he could back to his house. While he was running, he suddenly felt his whole world twisted, he became dizzy and fell unconscious onto the ground.

When he woke up, there were tubes and machines every where in the room. The roow was very white. Dave was sitting beside him. "James, you fell unconscious, you know", Dave told him. "What happen?", James's head was still spinning a bit due to the medication that was flowing in from the needle attach to his hands. "I have no idea but your parents and my parents is outside speaking to the doctor", Dave explained to James. He laid there and suddenly he could heard someone wailing loudly out of the room. Some one was crying and shouting as if something bad had happened. "James, is this the first time you fell unconscious?", Dave asked his friend. "Yes", James trying to swallow his saliva.

Then Dave's parent walked in and patted James's hand, "You will be alright, don't worry". Dave's father then took Dave out of the room. From his bed he heard some soft conversation like "I am sorry Mr Hartnett", "Take good care, he is a strong boy" and some sobbing. Finally, the conversation had died down. Dave and his parents had left. The room was now as silent as before Dave had left. The only sound that filled the room was the machines and drips that attached to his hand and body. He could hear his father's voice, "Come on darling, let's go inside to see James". His mother was sobbing and  murmuring, "He is too young and", before she could continue Mr Hartnett had stopped his wife. "Don't worry, darling", James father had assured her. The door open and Mr Hartnett came in first followed by his mother. "How are you son?", asked Mr Hartnett. James nodded his head. His mother looked devastated and barely able to look straight into his son's eyes. She was still sobbing. "What happened, Ma?", James asked her. "It's okay, honey", she wiped her eyes with her pink handerchief. Mrs Hartnett just kept quiet and smiled to her son.

The doctor then came in to check on James and as well as to tell him what was happening to him. "How are you, James?", asked the doctor. "I am fine", nodded James. "You will need to stay in the hospital for a while, James because you have a weak heart, " the doctor stop so that James able to understand what he told him. James looked to his parents. His mother was in his father clutches and sobbing too. "Now, you should not exert yourself too much. You were running yesterday and you fainted, do you remember?", he asked James. James nodded again. "I will help but you must follow my advice to take your medicine so you will be strong and healthy, can you do that?", asked the doctor again. James nodded again. "Good boy", the doctor patted his young patient's head. Before leaving, the doctor turned to the parents and said a few words that he will see them again tomorrow.

The next day, Dave came by to see his friend. "Hi James, how are you?", he put out his favorite toy and a chocolate bar on his bed. "My doctor says I have a weak heart", Dave shook his head as though he had no inkling what his friend on the bed was saying. "Can you go to school again?" Dave asked him. "I am not sure," James partially shook his head. "You know, I am quite lonely without you at your desk", Dave told him. James can only smile. "Dave, I am sorry if I'd ruined your party the other day", James said slowly. Dave held his hands and made sure that his friend was forgiven. They had spent nearly two hours just talking about school subjects and friend who had enquired about him. The other evening, his parents would visit him. As days goes by, James situation had became worsen and Dave had continually came to visit him. At each visit, Dave will bring a friend to visit him. Soon, everyone had visited James.

One day, James had become too exhaustive and too tired to open his eyes. He was struggling. His parent were tormented than ever before. His mother looked so lost and his father was deep in thoughts by the window. The doctor had tried his best to help James and make him feel more comfortable. As usual, Dave came by to visit James. "Dave, you had been a very good friend", and Dave had told him it was alright and he should get better so they could go to the playground. "I will", and that was the last time Dave heard from his friends again.

Editor : Another Twisted Thought series and this story has no relations to any person or anyone living or dead. This is purely fiction and for entertainment purposes only

williamwilstroth... Dave and James