Your name is Crystal (Chris, Chrissy)
You're a female
You're also a lesbian
You have problems at home but your teacher doesn't know.
Miss Rebecca Alan is a Historical teacher
If she found out about your home life she'd shut you down. You're like h...
"Ashton Dennings?" I stand up as I hear his name. "Yeah is he okay?" The doctors lips press together.
"There were some complications during the surgery, the bullet had ripped through the large intestine wall, so the bleed was insignificant. We did manage to get the bullet out but the bleed was too heavy that he went into cardiac arrest" the doctor explains. By now my eyes are blurry due to the fast tears escaping my eyes.
"Wh-what does that mean?" I choke, trying not to break down.
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"Mr Dennings is in a stable condition and will recover, Mr Sloan" they say, a smile broadens on their face. My face lights up.
But that didn't happen...
"I'm sorry, but Ashton Dennings, he didn't make it his heart wou-" I cut him off as I break down. "Stop! Don't say anything else" I yell.
His lips press together. Rebecca is staring in shock. "Excuse me can you leave please" she announces. The doctor nods turning his back to us and leaving the room.
I just stand their shocked. My best friend, my brother...
He's dead...
How?
"No..." I whisper
"No..." I choke.
"NO! NO NO NO!! PLEASE NO!!!" I sob heavily falling to my knees. I sob into my hands.
Tom instantly gets up and kneels in front of me. His arms wrap around my neck pulling me into him.
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He holds me in place as I sob into his chest.
Whose going to tell me it's okay when I make a mistake?
Whose going to laugh at me when I trip over the smallest things?
Whose going to-
Stop it!!
I can't take it...
*** I sit at the side of Chris, still sobbing. How will I tell her. I don't know what I'm going to do? She just lost her best friend. Her other brother...
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"Hey darling... Tom and Rebecca went to go get food. They'll be back soon." I inhale and swallow deeply. My breath gets caught on the back of my throat.
"I'm okay" I whisper.
I am...well not really...I'm a mess.
Please wake up Chris.
*** Rebecca's POV:
The words slip out of the doctors mouth like it's the easiest thing ever. I watch as Calum leaves the room. He's going to Chris.
I start breathing heavily, I can't control it.
"Bec? Rebecca?" Tom says. He panics. "Rebecca!" Then I just break.
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I can't take the pain.
"HE'S GONE! FUCK! NO" I sob into Toms shoulder. He's broken too. The tears keep falling.
"He's got to be kidding! A sick joke but he has-he has to be joking! HE HAD TOO!" I yell louder.
My lungs feel as they're about to explode.
*** It's been 2 hours. Me and Tom are currently getting food. I'm still not able to process Ashton. How are we going to tell Chris?
We order the food and begin to drive back to the hospital. Hospital food is ew!
We walk through the hospital and go to Crystal's room. I knock as I enter, so Calum can acknowledge my presence. He smiles sadly.
Still no change.
I pass him some food and we begin to eat. It's silent. I don't like silence.
"Cal..." I whisper, still choking back a sob. He nods "yeah?"
"I don't like silence, can we talk?" I say timidly. He furrows his eye brows.
"Oh I'm sorry. Yeah sure. Apart from this situation, how's your week been. I know it's only Wednesday." I chuckle at him.
"Well apart from this situation, my week has been pretty boring, nothing much going on. But the sad thing is that we were planning a party for Chris, for her 18th. Plus me and Chris were going shopping tonight. So if this situation wasn't shitty and traumatic enough..." Calum just sighs.
"Before the police come, I think I need to tell you about what happened when I was at home..." I slowly process what he says. But I just nod shocked that he's about to open up...