Patrick followed up with a quick right jab to Jake’s head, again Jake managed to dodge his punch by dodging away to the right. He then felt his right foot slipping down the upper step of the stairs.
“Got you now you little shit!” Screamed Patrick as he again lunged forward, going for a grapple. The man was going bat-shit insane, he clearly knew that if he grappled Jake like that then they would both be flying down the long stairs.
Jake had no other choice but to brace himself for impact again, with his quick thinking he came up with a plan that would hopefully knock his attacker out, or at least stun him so that his sister could get away.
Their stairs had a small flat surface in the middle of it, it was about six regular stair steps long and on it stood a small hardwood cabinet for decoration. If he managed to turn Patrick so that he would crash against it with the speed they would be falling down, then there would be certainly a possibility to knock him out, or worse.
Time seemed to go in slow-motion as Jake looked for an opening to turn Patrick’s body so that he would hit the cabinet… And he found it.
In a split second he managed to turn Patrick’s body so that he would indeed hit the cabinet. They both flew down the stairs with an incredible speed. Again, time seemed to go in slow-motion for Jake as he witnessed Patrick crashing into the cabinet, the small but heavy hardwood cabinet struck him deep and hard into his stomach region, he let out very nasty sounding screech and Jake could have sworn that he heard his lower ribs crack and break.
And now he had to decide his own landing. Turn around and go headfirst, or stay with his back towards the ground.
The first choice could easily break his neck or hit his head in such a way that death was certain so the choice was easy, he went for the latter.
He once more braced for impact, in his last seconds he could see his sister standing upstairs, crying heavily again, making eye contact with him and screaming something. He thought he could hear his name.
And then he crashed onto the wooden floor at the bottom of the stairs, an intense pain shot through his body and then everything went dark.
This day would be the last time I’d ever walk again.
*****
Beep…Beep…Beep…Beep…Beep…Beep…Beep.
“Bright lights struck into my eyes as I opened them, they had to adjust for a while before my vision came back to me.”
“A lot of white in here, a bright green line bumping up and down on a monitor besides me, it was the source of that annoying beeping sound. I was in a horizontal position looking up to the bright light infested ceiling. My head started to hurt like hell because of it, I had to get up to see more. I tried so hard but apparently my body had other plans. I managed to wriggle my torso up a few inches, which came with an incredible amount of pain. I tried to speak but the words I tried to say came out as soft painful moans, At least I could scan my surroundings.”
“Small room, window to the left of me, a sturdy bed where I was lying on, couple of chairs surrounding the same bed, different kind of monitors around me including that annoying beeping one. Shit, even with this bumping pain in my head I could put the pieces of this puzzle together.”