Chapter Fifty Six: Tom
(JUST AFTER AMBULANCE)
"Brooke! Brooke talk to me! Brooke!" I shake her, trying to wake her again. During the ride here, Brooke had woken up, but only to collapse again. Everything went down hill.
She started shaking really fast, and the oxygen mask on her face started to fill with saliva.
"Oh my god someone help her!' She's gonna choke!" I shout, still shaking her. "come in Brooke. Don't die. Just w-wake up!"
"Tom! Tom!" Lucy, the paramedic shakes me off of Brooke, which allows the doctors to move her off of the stretcher and onto a moving bed. "You need to calm down. Brooke is in their hands now." Lucy soothes me.
"I-is she gonna be okay?" I ask, not really wanting to hear the answer.
"I'm afraid I can't promise anything." Lucy smiles sadly at me.
"Can I-"
*RING RING*
Sam's display name appears on my phone. I slide the accept button without thinking. "Hello! Hello, Tom?!" Sam rushes out.
"H-hey." I stutter
"My god are you okay? I've been trying to get ahold of you for hours! What happened to nipping out for fags?"
"Yeah, yeah. I'm good. s-sorry, I'm, er, a bit busy at the moment." I lie, trying to sound care free.
"Are you with one of your whores right now?!" Sam rages, "really Tom! I thought something had happened to you! I've been ringing non stop for hours!"
"I'm sorry. I should have rang. But we were kin-"
"Mr Radcliffe, we had the results fo-"
"Yess! Thank you Nurse." I interrupt, not wanting to make the mistake of letting Sam hear Brooke's name being called. That would case mayhem. And I just know that Sam would have me tracked so he could follow me. Creep. "Nurse?! Are you in the hospital?? Are you alright?" Sam questions me, rambling on. Great, now I got to deal with this. Stupid nurse.
"We're role playing. Sorry." I lie, God! If only the situation was any easier, "I've got to go, Sam. I'll speak to you later."
"Tom, wai-" *BEEP*
Thank God!
"Sir, we have the results for Miss Smith, if you could just walk with me." the Nurse repeats, this time finishing.
I sigh, exhausted, but still follow her. "we've managed to get Miss Smith under control, it seems she was having no seizure in the ambulance, but she's fine now. We're just preparing her de a blood transfusion, then she'll need some rest." The nurse explains.
"How long will she be out for after?"
"She should wake in 5 hours time. Her body has been under a lot of pressure lately, and it's only right that her body would chose this time to rest."
"Is she gonna be okay?" I nervously ask, hoping for a different answer to the one Lucy gave me.
"She should be, but she will scar where she was stabbed. But if you remind her to treat the wound correctly, it should fade over time."
"I'll definitely remind her. Can't let her scar now can we, ah?" I nervously speak. "When can I see her?"
"When she's had her blood transfusion. But that's going on I be a hour tops. You don't have to stay if you don't w-"
"I'm staying until she wakes." I interrupt her, leaving no room for negotiation.
"Well, okay. Just keep in mind that she won't be it and aa ale for at least 5 hours." The nurse reminds me,
"I know. Which room will she be staying in?" I ask.
"Room 169, sir"
After making a quiet and quick thank you, I use towards said room, ignoring the odd stares as I rudely shove by everyone.
I finally arrive though, after what felt like hours of going around in circles.
I collapse on the chair next to the empty hospital bed and can't help myself from falling asleep.
* * *
My eyes slowly open, and at thirst I have no idea where I am. But then it all comes flooding back.
Poor Brooke.
What has she gotten herself into?
The faint sound of Brooke's breathing and the heart rate monitor fills my ears. I sigh sadly at the sight.
She looked at peace while she slept, but with the amount of wires going into her delicate and damaged skin said otherwise.
What am I going to say to Sam?! How am I even going to explain this situation?
Oh god, this is all a mess!
"Oh fucking hell Brooke." I cuss at her still body. "What have you gotten yourself into?" I sigh, "why couldn't you just tell me what happened?! Then we could have sorted this easily. Now. Now the doctors are actually talking about ringing the police,and, who knows what would happen then! Anything could happen. The paparazzi could hear about this, it could go into the news and anything!"
"...st overacing!" She mumbles, just audible.
"W-what?" I stutter, letting my eyes wonder over the the clock and see that it's been 2 hours since we arrived.
God, how log was in out for?!
But more importantly, why is she awake so early?
"I said stop overreacting." She repeats, her eyes fluttering open and staring back at me.
"You're awake! Talk again."
"Shut the fuck up." Brooke gives a small smile, joking.
"But seriously, what happened to you?" I change the subject to a more serious note.
"Nothing important."
"'Nothing important!' Nothing important!
You were fucking stabbed Brooke!" I say through gritted teeth. how could she say this was nothing?! She was stabbed for Christ's Sake! "How could you say that it's 'nothing important!'?"
"Because it wasn't. Anyway, how cold have I been here?" She shrugs off, not wanting to talk about this anymore. Fair enough.
"Only about 2 hours, they had to find your blood type and pump some of the red stuff into you." I reply, my exhaustion taking a role on me. "They told me that you wouldn't be awake for 4 hours at least, but hey! Here you are, awake."
"What can I say, must run in the family." She jokes, but her smile is forced. I brush if off though, knowing she would clam up if I questioned her. "you never cease to amaze me." I chuckle, lightening the mood.
"Ahh, stop it! Now, tell me when I can go home?"
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My Boss
Romance"Why are you doing this?!" I practically yell at him. But he doesn't give me any kind of reaction, just continues to sit at his desk, staring at me with an expressionless face. "You know why I'm doing this Brooke. I want you. And I won't stop until...
