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done it.
You’re both ok and that’s the main thing” He eyed me for a second
as if to consider whether to offer any more information.
    “Can I use your
phone again... there is a call I need to make” I didn’t even pause
before offering it.
    “Of course,
here it is” I handed him my iPhone and watched him dial. “Would you
like me to step outside to give you a minute?” I asked.
    “No! Please
stay” he pleaded “I just don’t want to be alone right now” he said,
fear evident in his eyes. Who the hell was he going to call and why
were they making him this nervous? He held the phone to his ear and
waited.
    “Hey it’s
Jackson.” He paused to listen to the person on the other end. “I
need to talk to James.” I could hear the incredulity in the raised
voice answering him, but not the words. “Yes, I know what time it
is and that he has a show tonight but this is important so you are
going to have to wake him up.” Jackson eyed me as I started to
piece together his riddle. “James, I’m sorry man, I really am...
it’s Mike, we were in an accident. You need to get to the hospital
man...no he’s alive...he’s in surgery now. I’m ok a bit banged up
but nothing compared to Mike... You need to get here man... He
stopped breathing but this girl saved his life... The Alfred...
ok... see you soon.” He disconnected the call and handed me the
phone silently.
    “Jackson, who
were you talking to?” I asked cautiously. Jackson faced me and his
eyes spelt out what his mouth was saying.
    “James Bowden,
Mike’s his baby brother.”
     
     
     

Chapter 7 – A Moment of Your Time
    News had spread
quickly that Mike Bowden, the younger brother of James Bowden,
leader singer of Power Station had been involved in a massive car
accident. James and his entourage had entered the main doors of the
emergency department and security was trying to keep press and fans
out. Mike was still in surgery and Jackson, who had minor injuries,
was being transferred to a ward.
    My head had
still been spinning with the information overload I had just
received. Jackson didn’t want to let go of my hand, the fear for
his friend evident in his eyes.
    “Time to go
Jackson” Nurse Grace said curtly as she re-entered the room.
    “Is it ok if
Lexi comes too?” Jackson pleaded, not bothering to check if this
suited me.
    “Yes, that’s
fine... we need to move you now though.” and with that, she wheeled
him out of Emergency into the waiting elevator.
    I felt my phone
vibrate in my pocket. I checked my caller ID to see it was Matt
calling me. I let it go to voice mail; I didn’t want to upset Nurse
Grace any further. I felt it buzz again, this time a text.
    - R U OK??? CALL
ME
    It had been so
long since someone had worried about me, it was touching. I
discreetly messaged back as we walked out of the elevator and into
the hallway.
    - I’m fine! Met up
with an old friend.... we’re “catching up”
    I lied... it
was easier than telling the truth and I knew that Matt wouldn’t
question me further.
    Nurse Grace got
Jackson settled into a private room, Jackson letting go of my hand
only when forced too as his IV was adjusted.
    “Jackson, I
should probably go. You are ok now... You should really get some
rest.” I used my most soothing tone of voice as I tried to free my
hand from his vice-like grip. He shook his head, but I could see
that the effects of the pain medication and sedatives were slowly
taking over and he was losing control of his will to stay awake. I
patiently waited until his eyes were shut before placing his now
relaxed hand on the bed.
    “Are you Lexi?”
a foreign voice asked from the doorway. I KNEW that voice, it had
sung to me (or so I liked to imagine) so many times before and here
it was calling my name, like some strange dream.
    My voice nodded
a little as I responded, “I am” not entirely sure what the protocol
was when you were having an impromptu conversation with one of your
idols.
    “I’m James.