Milkshake •Eddie Munson

Chapter Twenty Five: Unconscious

Beth's eyes slowly closed and fluttered back open in attempt to stay awake, "I'm not resting until you open your eyes and tell me you're okay." She whispered. She heard a creak and looked over to the direction of the sound only to see Steve leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed, "Babe, you've gotta stop this." Steve said as he walked

Beth shook her head, Steve didn't understand the importance of Desiree to Beth. She gestured him him to come over and sit next to her, which he did, she sniffled and took both Steve and Desiree's hand in hers, "Desiree is only a few years older than me but that didn't stop her from becoming my best friend when we were growing up. She protected me, she loved me, and she fought for me all of my life because I was the closest thing to a baby sister that she bad. That was she told me anyway, but thats not the point."

Steve nodded his head and squeezed Beth's hand, "If there's one thing I know about Desiree its that she's a fighter, she's going to wake up and go back to how she is. Some things may be different but she's still Desiree." He comforts her. Beth smiled and nodded as she wiped the tears from her face, "No, I know." She gave a weak smile and stood up as she sniffled and tried to gather herself together, "I'm going to go down to the cafeteria, do you want anything?" She asked.

Steve shook his head, "No, baby I'm okay. I'll just stay here with Desiree for a minute." He told her. She nodded her head and left the room, leaving Steve there by himself. He looked over at Desiree and sighed as he took her hand in his, "You didn't deserve this." He whispered before standing up and searching for a phone in the room.

Once he found the phone he dialed the number in and waited as it rung, "What." A tired and slurred voice came from the phone causing Steve to sigh and pinch the brim of his nose, "You've got to be kidding me, I'm calling to give you an update and you're drunk?" Steve said as he placed his hand on his hip and shook his head. The call went silent, "H-how is the she?" He asked. Steve looked back to Desiree, "She's still unconscious but the doctor says she's doing okay, but are you okay, Eddie?"

The silence on Eddie's side of the call was answer enough to Steve so he chose not to dwell on it any longer, "Okay, well I'll call you if anything happens, okay?" Steve concluded the call before hanging up and turning back to Desiree. He sat next to her once more and grabbed a magazine to look at while he waited for Beth to come back.

As he flipped through the pages, he grew bored and tossed it to the side. He rested his head on Desiree's bed and soon felt her hand move near his face. He shot up and saw as her eyes fluttered open slowly, she had regained consciousness. Steve gasped, "Desiree, Desiree, oh my God." He said as he looked at her. "Nurse, Nurse!" He yelled out to get anyone in there for her  She smiled and cried at the same time, "Steve, where am I?" She sobbed. He took her hand in his, "The hospital, everything is okay." He hugged her and she sighed deeply. He pulled from the hug and soon nurses flooded in the room, leaving him in the corner biting his nail anxiously. He grabbed the phone and called Eddie to give him the news.

The phone rang once before it was picked up, "Hello?" Eddie answered. Steve wasted no time, "She just woke up, the nurses are checking her right now. Come see her." Steve told him. Eddie sniffled and sighed, "No, tell her I love her and I'm sorry." Eddie said. Steve furrowed his eyebrows, "Eddie the only person she's going to want to see is you, why aren't you coming?" He asked. Eddie sighed, "Shes in there because of me, and I think she's better off without me in her life. Don't call me again."

Steve heard the dialtone and sighed as he hung the phone up. He left the room and saw Beth walking down the hall to come back from the cafeteria. He ran to meet her halfway, "She's awake! Beth, Desiree is awake!" He tells her.