Life with the Brooks (Janoskians Fanfic)

Chapter 38: Hospital Scare

-Beau's P.O.V:

"But.........."

My whole life depended on what he was about to say.

"You're O positive blood type" he continued.

"Honestly doc, I don't give a fuck what blood type I am, all I ever needed to be was AB and I failed at that too, now the girl I love is about to die and I can't do anything about it" I said out of anger.

"The bleeding won't stop for several days but by then.."

"She would have died" I finished off for him in a whisper.

"She's going to die, Can't you do something, anything?" I begged.

The doctor had a smile on his face, the prick doesn't have a heart.

"Beau, you are O positive" he repeated.

"Yeah you already said that doc" I said.

I was at the point where I was desperate to save her, I would give her all my organs so she could continue to live.

I would die for Heather.

"Beau do you not know what that means?" The doctor asked still smiling.

"It means I can't help her, she is going to die and" I couldn't finish as a lump formed in my throat. I tried to hold it in but I just couldn't, Heather is my whole world. I can't live without her.

"But Beau, you can save her" he said.

I looked up "You're not a funny guy you know, you already said that I needed to match AB blood type and I'm not" I was about to scream the end but I restrained.

This is all my fault.

"Beau, O positive blood type doesn't have any anti-" I cut him off.

"Doc, can I save her?" I asked desperately.

"Yes Beau, yes you can. The question is will you?" he said formally.

"Fuck Yes, I mean of course" I said.

I couldn't be anymore happier. I can save her, I will save her, I will have her in my arms again, alive.

"Okay, well then we have to get you in a hospital bed and then take out some blood" he replied, I think he was happy about the fact that he could save a patient.

"If you need to, take all the blood out" I told him honestly but he laughed as if I were joking.

He handed me a white hospital gown, I had to strip down into just my undies and wear this gown. What ever, it's for Heather.

Then they put this machine next to my bed and they put another needle in my arm, which was slightly bigger. 

Not once did I flinch, I just repeated "It's for Heather" and that was good enough to keep me going.

"Beau, you don't have to do this" Peter said to me.

"Peter, I love her, I can't let her die knowing I didn't try" I told him.

Mum, Jai and Luke did a little prayer for Heather and I.

Nothing could go wrong. It's just a bit of blood, right?

..

They just kept taking more and more blood out, once one test tube was filled they went onto the next one. 

"It's for Heather" I continued repeating in my head.

She was worth all of this and more.

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