I'll keep you a secret, until tomorrow

I was jamming out on the guitar when I felt my phone vibrate. I smiled thinking that it was Embree.
The smile faded when I saw that it was a call coming from Jamie. I answered quickly, not even
bothering to ask how she had gotten my number.

"Hello." I said, letting the somewhat panicked voice enter my ears.

"Mr. Baker, I got a message from Embree for us to come over right away. She was upset and crying.
I think something may be wrong."

I quickly put my guitar down, grabbing my keys. "I'll pick you up on the way. Be ready." I ended the call, shoving the phone into my pocket, starting out the door. I got into my car and made it to Jamie's house in a matter of what seemed like seconds.

We made our way to Embree's. By the time we had arrived there were already police and emergency services out front of her house. I threw the car in park and shut off the engine, getting out, running toward the house. A police officer stopped me at the door.

"Sir, you can't come in here." I looked over his shoulder and could see Embree laying against the
wall. I quickly pushed past the officer, and rushed over to her.

"Embree?" I reached up touching her face, then looked down at her arms. I took off my over shirt,
ripping it apart and wrapping her wrists in the cloth. "Hang in there, baby." I stated, just above a
whisper. I stood up, picking her up, carrying her out the doorway to my car, not listening to what the
authorities were saying.

"Jamie!" I shouted. "Get in the driver's seat. I need you to drive" She quickly moved over, as I put
Embree in the back seat along with myself, keeping pressure on her arms. "Don't look, just drive."

We finally made it to the hospital. I ran into the emergency entrance with her in my arms. "I need a
doctor!" I screamed throughout the emergency department. The nurse behind the desk quickly
opened the door for us. I was met by none other than her Aunt Kathy, who was quick at work to get
her help.

I put her on a gurney and walked with them to wherever they were going. I was determined not to
leave her side for a single second. I knew I had to call into the school and get a replacement for my
days I would have to take off. I would worry about that when I knew more about her.

It wasn't long before they had taken her back and I found myself sitting in the waiting room of the
emergency department with Jamie. I looked over in her direction.

"You need to call your parents and tell them where you are." I stated, running my hands over my
knees. I always did that when I was nervous.

"I already called them." she replied. "They're on their way up here, now." I nodded, dropping my
head back down in my hands. "You're really worried about her, aren't you, Mr. Baker?" I froze, then
answered.

"I am. Very much so." I stated, bluntly. I felt guilty that things had to go this far. If only I had done
something sooner to stop it. I fought back the tears, but failed. I sniffled as a few tears ran down my
face. Jamie moved over next to me.

"Hey. Don't cry. You will have me crying." I couldn't stop myself. I bellowed out loud as she rubbed
my back trying to comfort me, before kneeling down in front of me so I could see her face. "I know
you care for her. More than a teacher should." I looked at her with a stern look as if I didn't know
what she was talking about. "Don't worry. I won't say anything. She's happier with you, than I've seen
her in a long time." A small smile formed on my lips.

"I could lose my job over this." I stated.

"I know. That's why I'm not going to say anything. I don't want to lose a kick ass teacher." I smiled.
"She's going to be fine. No matter what." I nodded.

I looked up as the door opened and the doctor walked toward me. I stood up as he reached where I
was sitting. I gulped hard, noticing the not so pleasant look on his face.

"Are you here with Embree James?" I nodded.

"Yeah." I replied to him.

"We have done a complete transfusion on her. There was no other way to save her life. Her wrists,
however, will be scarred. That's normal with an cut or laceration. She's in recovery right now. You
can go back and sit with her til she wakes up, then we will move her to a room." I nodded, following
him back to the back, taking one last look at Jamie.

"Go on. My parents will be here any minute. Please call and let me know how she is." I nodded,
hugging her before making my way through the door, behind the doctor.

I made my way into the recovery room and over to the bed where she was laying, pulling the chair
closer to the bed, sitting down. I reached over and touched her hand, then pushing a piece of her hair
back from her face. I sighed sitting back in the chair, pulling the phone from my pocket calling the
principle of the school, letting him know that I was going to be out and wasn't sure how long.

I shoved the phone back into my pocket, taking her hand again, circling my thumb in her palm. I
leaned down kissing the bandages that covered her wrists, fighting back the tears. I felt so damn
bad. I should have done something earlier. I Just wanted to do what she thought was best.

I laid my head down on the bed beside her and let out a yawn. I was tired, but wasn't sleeping til I
knew she was okay. I kept hold of her hand, and my head on the bed. It wasn't long before I felt her
hand move within mine. I looked up, seeing her eyes flutter open.

"Hey." I said just above a whisper, with a smile. She stayed still with no words.

I could see the tears, forming in her eyes. I wasn't sure if she was scared or disappointed that she
was still here, but I knew at that moment that I loved her more than I loved myself, and I would now
be her safe haven and I wouldn't let anything bad happen to her ever again.

Notes

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