Nothing Can Stop Love

Chapter 9

Maggie

I barg through the hospital doors and go to the first nurse I see.
"Hi, I'm here for a patient. His name is Tom Holland." I smile. The receptionist looks at her computer. "Oh yes, I see. Come with me miss." We walk at the left wing of the hospital. "We're here." She points at the room inside where Tom lies. I walk inside and see Harry on a chair next to his bed. I pat him on the shoulder. He look up and his eyes locks on me. His eyes are red and puffy. 

"Omg Maggie." He gets up, hugs me and starts crying. "Where are the others?" He looks up after crying on my shoulder. He wipes his tears away and straightens his t-shirt. 

"They went home. They couldn't bare looking at him in the hospital. I stayed with him." He wipes more tears. "Maggie, I'm so scared he isn't gonna make it. He hugs me again.

"Hey, look at me Harry. He's gonna make it. Trust me. Look at him. He's strong and he's gonna make it." He nods. He walks away and comes with another chair for me. I take the chair and put it at the other side of Tom's bed.

"It's the same room Jake died." I look at Harry who looks at Tom. 

"I'm sorry?" he froze his gaze on Tom. "Jake died in this hospital room. Here's where they kissed, where they said their last goodbye's. Where Tom saw Jake for the last time alive." He looks at me. "People die in this room." I sigh.

"Harry, Tom's not gonna die." He finally looks my way. 

"You never know Mags! You don't know how much drugs he took!" his tone is sad and angry.

"I know Harry, but let's not think about dying right now. You want something to eat?" He smiles.

"Hopsital food is horrible." I laugh. "Yes, I'm aware." We laugh together. A nurse comes in.

"Hello, my name is nruse Carrien. Eliza Carrien. I'm here to give the patient a shot."She look at us. "Who's family with the Patient?" Harry raises his hand. Nurse Carrien looks at me. "I'm sorry miss, family only now. You can come tomorrow." 

"Can't I stay here?" She gives Tom a shot and turns to me. "Miss, what is your name?" I hesitate. "Maggie Gyllenhaal." She sighs. "You're brother was Jake Gyllenhaal wasn't he?" I nod. "Well, Miss Gyllenhaal, visitor time for friends are limited since family is important. So you can g-" I don't let her finish. "Yeah? It's limited? Well, tell me why Tom was there all night for Jake and I couldn't even visit my own brother because Tom was there!" I stand up. MY brother! MY bloodline. And I couldn't visit him! So you dare tell me to fuck off!" I look at Harry who was absorbing the whole conversation. Nurse Carrien look at me. 

"Miss, Jake didn-" Harry stands up. "Uhm, nurse? Jake did die in this hopital. In this actual room. Better check your facts before you talk." I snicker and can't hold it in anymore. 

"Damn, roastedddd." Harry bursts out laughing right that moment when Sam comes in with flowers. He looks at us shocked. Nurse Carrien stomps off angry.

"Why are ya laughing for? Your friend and your brother is ina coma, probs gonna die. Why's that a laughing matter?" We tell him the story and he starts laughing too.

"Damn, you both roasted that nurse goooood." we laugh. I look at my watch.

Bye guys, I have to go. It's Glory's funeral in a few mins. They nod and I leave. I see nurse Carrien looking at me in hatred. I roll my eyes and go home to change my clothes. My phone rings.

"Maggie sweetheart, it's Savannah. Glory's mom. I'm sorry to inform you but the funeral isn't gonna be held today. Mark got some kind of infection in his throat." she hangs up. Wow, ok?

I grab my keys and ride to the hospital to stay with Tom. I just can't feel to let him go. I walk into the hospital to the other side of the hospital. When I see Harry crying.

"Harry, what happened? " my voice sounds genuine worried.

"They told us that- that- that Tom isn't gonna make it!"

"What?! But how. Why!"

Harry cries for another few minutes before he can respond. "He has drug intoxication."

I gasp. No no no, he can't die. "And are you sure? Who said that?"

"The doctor who was with Jake's death too. Forgot his name." I look at Tom. No, he can't die! He's still so young and has so much to live for!
I start tearing up and Harry hugs me. We sit together on the endge of his bed and cry in silence.