Brother's Best Friend {Patrick Kane}

CHAPTER 5

As I rushed too the hospital, all I could think about was how this whole catastrophe was my fault, and my fault alone. If I would've been home, this wouldn't have happened. If I wasn't with the boy who took my thoughts away from the real world.

I ran into the hospital so quickly, you'd think I was a track runner.

"Mam, please, calm down." A tall, brown-haired woman said calmly as she saw me run too the front desk. She was really pretty, but wore clothes that were too big for her. And her makeup didn't do her any justice either.

I then realized how out of breath I was. I could barely breathe.

"I-I-I'm here to see my br-brother. Jon-Jonathan Toews." I spit out finally, gasping for air.

"Room 219." The woman said. "Floor 2, room 219." She repeated.

I didn't bother to say thank you as I bolted to the elevator. I pushed that second floor button probably 50 times before the elevator actually started to arise.

"Hurry up!" I shouted to myself.

As the doors pryed open, I quickly made my way to room 219. As I opened the door quietly, an unconscious Jon was revealed to me. He looked horrible. His face was splotchey and red, and there were burn marks on his arms. I sat in the chair next to his bed and cried. What if he wouldn't be okay? What if the smoke in his lungs had caused permanent damage?

"Dani?" I heard a hoarse voice say. I looked up at Jon and he was opening his eyes, looking around. His eyes stopped at me and he smiled a little.

"Jon, I'm so sorry." I wispered.

"I burnt the eggs."

"What are you talking about?" I asked. Maybe he was going crazy. The thought made me shiver.

"The eggs.. I was making breakfast and went to check my phone in the other room. I forgot they were on the stove, and I took a shower. I started the fire. I burnt our house down." He said quietly. He looked like he was about to cry.

"Jon, it's okay. I promise, I don't blame you." I said. It was true, I blamed myself.

"We have no where to stay now." He said.

"Jon, I'll figure something out as an arrangement for a little." I said, giving him a smile. Everything would be okay.

"Ask Pat."

My face reddened. Did he know? "Ask Pat what?"

"If we can stay with him." He answered.

Oh great..

"Okay, Jon, I will."

As I went out into the hallway, getting ready to call Patrick, I saw him sitting pacing back and forth, with his head toward the ground. When we locked eyes, he ran up and gave me a hug.

"Dani, is he okay?" He asked, sympathy in his voice.

"Yeah, Pat, he's okay. But we don't have anywhere to stay, and he um wanted me to ask-"

"Say no more. You guys will both stay with me for the time being."

"Pat.."

"Stop. Our feelings aside, you guys are staying in my apartment. Three bedrooms, it'll be okay." He assured me. I wasn't sure this would work out.

FEW DAYS LATER

As Jon and I walked behind Pat into his apartment, I sighed. I wouldn't be able to stop myself from falling for him. I just couldn't help it.

"My bedroom and one other are down that hall," Pat said, pointing down an unlit corridor, "and the other is over there." He finished, changing the direction that he was pointing. "It doesn't matter which one you choose. But the one in the lone hallway is bigger."

"Then I'll take that one." Jon said. Great. My room was going to be right across from Patrick's.

Pat tossed me a quick glance and then nodded to Jon.

"I'll let you guys settle in then." He said, and walked into his room.

I set my stuff down on my bed, er well, Pat's guest room bed, and put away my clothes. We weren't sure how long we would be here for. A quiet knock on the door sounded.

"Come in." I said.

In walked Pat and he sat on the bed.

"Can we talk?" He asked, looking at me.

I tried my hardest to avoid his gaze but his eyes were melting my soul.

"I guess." I replied, sitting next to him.

"I'm not trying to do anything Dani. I'm trying to help."

"I know Pat, but after what's happened I don't see how this is a good idea."

"Maybe it is, maybe it isn't," he said, "but I don't care. I like you. Alot. And I would tell anyone, at anytime, anywhere." He finished. "I am always here for you Dani." And then he left.

LATER THAT NIGHT

As I was laying in my bed, tossing and turning in my sleep, I was having a dream. Well actually it was more of a nightmare. Our house was on fire. A repeat of the nightmares I used to get, after the accident. The accident which killed my parents. In a house fire. And in this nightmare, Jon was with them. None of them made it.

I awoke terrified. Panting and in a cold sweat. The blankets and sheets were tossed off the bed, and my pillow was thrown across the room. I tried falling asleep, but I couldn't. I felt alone. So I got up and walked quietly to the door of Pat's bedroom. I turned the knob and walked in.

"Pat?" I asked quietly, sounding like a little girl.

"Huh? Dani?" He asked in a groggy voice, sitting up and looking at me. He looked gorgeous. A stroke of moonlight shined through his window and onto him, and he looked tired, but in a good way. "Are you okay?"

"I, I had a bad dream. About Jonathan." Should I mention the other part? "And, and my parents."

He patted the bed, signaling for me to lay in it. I walked over and climbed under the covers of his warm bed.

"What happened in it?" He asked quietly, pulling me closer until we were inches apart.

"Pat. My parents died in a house fire, 10 years ago. It's why Jonathan and I moved from Calgary. We couldn't bear to stay in that town. Where everyone knew what had happened. We were done with people feeling sorry for us. And I used to get nightmares about the fire. And i used to think it was all my fault. The nightmare eventually stopped, but it started again. And this time, Jon was in it. He didn't make it. None of them did. I felt so alone. Jon's all I have left." A tear fell down my face and onto the pillow.

He wiped the wet streak that the tear left on my face.

"You'll never be alone Dani. You'll always have me. I'll never leave you." He said.

And we stayed like that. And I fell alseep just like that. In the arms of Patrick Kane.