Tricks Of The Game

Chapter 40

*Brianna's POV*

The constant vibrating noise coming from the nightstand woke me. Glancing at the clock on the table, I groaned, pissed off at the person who decided to wake me at 1:15 in the morning after the long weekend. The vibrating stopped, sighing as my head hit the pillow, as it started up once more. I reached for my phone, seeing Patrick Sharp's god awful smiling face. I hesitated before answering, knowing that he wouldn't call me unless it was an emergency.

"Patrick, I swear to God. This better be good if you're calling me at this annoying time in the morning." I heard sirens in the background and sniffling coming from the Sharp Shooter.

"Bri, I don't know what happened. Kelsey and I were walking, and then she just collapsed. I caught her, but she wasn't responding. I don't want to be the one to call Duncan, but I need you, Brandon, and Duncan here, now!"

I was out of the bed, smacking Brandon across the chest. "Ok, Patrick, we'll be there soon."

I ended the call, throwing my phone on the bed, finding the first pair of leggings and long sleeve shirt within my reach.

"Babe, what's going on?" Brandon sat up, sleep still noticable in his eyes.

"Kelsey collapsed. I'm calling Duncan, you call Andrew, tell him he needs to get his ass over here to watch Evelyn. We need to go."

I grabbed my phone off my bed, finding Duncan's number, clicking call, walking out of the bedroom.

"Bri, what's up?"

The tears started to well up in my eyes, "Duncs, it's Kelsey. She was with Patrick, and she collapsed. She's being taken to the hospital. Grab Colton, come over here, Andrew is coming over to watch Evelyn, but hurry."

The line went dead, as Brandon bolted down the stairs in a Blackhawks t-shirt and track pants.

"Andrew and Chaunette are headed here now. Did you get ahold of Duncs?"

I nodded, grabbing my charger and purse, making sure I threw a few snacks in there, just in case.

"Yeah, but as soon as I stopped talking, he had already hung up."

A knock had Brandon sprinting to the door, as I managed to slip on a pair of shoes. Brandon came around the corner with Andrew, Chaunette, and Duncs, who had a sleeping Colton in his arms.

"Chaunette, can you take Colton upstairs to the extra bedroom? We need to get going." She nodded, taking the sleeping boy from his father's arms. "Lets go." Venom dripped off the words that left Duncan's mouth, knowing very well that he had no idea Kelsey was with Patrick. Making our way down the steps, Duncs had already slid into the back seat, meaning I would take the passenger seat. Waddling over to the door and plopping down, Brandon started the car. Strapping myself in, Brandon backed out of the garage, speeding down the driveway towards the main road. As we continued, the lights of the city slowly came into view, until they surrounded us. Pulling into the hospital parking lot, Duncan and I jumped out of the car, rushing towards the door. As we approached the front desk, Patrick spoke from our left.

"No use in trying, they wouldn't let me back there."

Duncan turned red in the face, "Why would you even go back there, huh? You gave her up, kicked her to the curb, you gave up on YOUR child, and you're trying to get back there. Do us a favor, get lost, if you're going to give up an amazing girl like Kelsey, tell her lies, go. She doesn't need dickheads like you in her life." I pushed Duncan back, as he inched his way towards Patrick.

"Then maybe you'd like to know that before she passed out, we kissed. And she smiled after that. You're nothing to her, just a pair of arms to hold her at night."

Brandon grabbed Duncan as he tried to launch himself at Patrick.

"Duncan, go sit down on the bench outside. Brandon, go with him, watch him." Duncan stormed out the door, Brandon closely following him.

"You, sit down, don't move. I will deal with you later." Walking up to the nurses station, I heard Patrick sigh as he plopped down in the chair.

"How can I help you?" I looked at the small brunette the sat behind the desk, her scrubs obviously a size or two too small.

"My sister Kelsey was brought in her. I was wondering if I could go see her."

The brunette started typing on her keyboard, "What's her name?"

Patrick sobbed behind me, whipping my head to look, Jonathan had showed up, as was trying to calm the Sharp Shooter down.

"Her name is Kelsey Campbell. Please, I really need to know how my sister is. She's really all I have left."

The brunette, whose nametag read Jenny, clicked her fake nails against the keyboard, blowing a bubble with her gum.

"She's being taken to her own room. Room 1002, take the elevator, 6th floor, go past the nurses station, 2nd door on your left."

Stepping onto the elevator, I pressed the 6th floor button, and pulled my phone, creating a group message to Brandon, Duncan, and Patrick.

She's being taken to her own room. I will text you when I get there. Don't kill each other, we all know there's more to this story than what's being told. I'll let you know what room she's in and when you can come up. Until then, Brandon, you're in charge of the two children. Don't let anything happen.

Putting my phone back in my purse, the elevator door opened revealing the nurses station Jenny had told me about.

"Are you Kelsey Campbell's sister?" I looked at the older woman, nodding slightly. She gave me a small smile, "Come with me, I will take you to her room."

I followed the petite woman, not realizing that the elevator had pinged again, and I was soon followed by Brandon, Duncs, and Sharpie. The nurse pushed the door open, and the sight brought me to tears. My poor Kelso, lay unconscious on the bed, the slight rise of her chest, caused a sob to fall from my lips. I slowly walked towards her bed, touching her hand that lay limp on the blanket.

"Babycakes..." No more words, only emotions.

"You, this is all your fault," I turn to see Patrick fall backwards clutching his jaw.

"Sir, you need to leave. I'm calling security if you don't." The nurse looked at us with fire in her eyes. "In fact, all of you need to leave."

Taking one last look at Kelsey, I walked to the door, following a hurt Patrick Sharp, a pissed of Duncan Keith, and an equally confused Brandon Bollig.