The Peaches and the Thorns

Chapter 13

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Drews Pov:

That call, was the most devastating thing I could ever hear. It was worse than my fathers abuse. Worse than the scar on my back. Maybe even worse than Jake kissing Hailey.

It was about my brother, David. He had passed.

Tears welled up in my eyes at the news and I got up from my seat. "Drew? What happened? What's going on?" Jake asked with deep concern. He tried touching my arm but I ripped it away and started to sprint towards the hospital. I knew where it was like the back of my hand.

Salty drops of water rolled down my cheeks, no, no, no, no. This can't be it. He can't die, I need him. I wipe the tears whilst still running towards the hospital, my sleeves drenched in my tears. They won't stop falling, my head hurts from crying so hard. My breath keeps hitching and my throat is dry and scratchy.

Come on, run faster, I need to get to him. Just about a few minutes of running distance away, I'm a panting mess at this point but I won't stop. I have to get there as fast as I can. There's no stopping, no breaks. David is the most important thing to me, if he's gone I don't know what I'll do. I pass large oak trees and the cat cafe I love so much. The sidewalk is covered in cracks and dirt. Above head are large dark clouds. I hear thunder.

Flashes in the sky and the smell of rain fill my surroundings. It starts to come down like cats and dogs. Rain mixing with the tears running down my face and dripping off my chin. My arms and legs are weak and I feel like I'm about to collapse. But I won't...I can't.

My clothes become heavy from absorbing the rain water, puddles form around me and my pants are now covered in mud and wet grass. I probably smell like wet dog right now. My eyes widen and I pick up the pace once I see the hospital come into view.

Sitting in the parking lot is Moms car, she probably got a call too. My heart is thundering in my chest, I've never ran so hard in my life. I run inside the building through the double doors and pass the lady at the desk. I doubt she even saw me. 

For once, the elevators are working and I get inside catching my breath. I hunch over and put my hands on my thighs, gasping for air. Come on, faster elevator. I need to get to David.

The ping of each floor passing until it's finally the floor David should be at. The doors have barely opened and I squeeze through the crack running down the hall. My clothes drip and mud is tracked behind me. I turn the corner, almost sliding into the wall. I run to the room he's at and I find my Mom standing in the corner. One hand over her mouth.

A few tears drip down her face as well, I didn't even know she cared about David, considering she never even talked to him before. She hears me rush to Davids side, I hear footsteps down the hall coming towards us. Maybe I gathered some security guards on my way up. Carol looks at me with pity and sincereness, regret and sorrow.

I look at David, his lifeless body. I run to his side and drape my arms over him, weeping my heart out. Not like this...please David...wake up.

He doesn't though, he stays limp and very much dead. I can't breath at this point, my eyes ache from crying and I'm dizzy from that test of endurance. My heart can't take this loss, I won't lose to my parents. They can't do this to me, I need him to wake up, just WAKE UP. 

"D-David, I'm so sorry I wasn't here for you." I say between hitches of my breathing and sobs. "I love you so much, so you have to wake up. Come on David...not like this..." I let out another massive burst of crying, I can't stop the flow of them.

By this point many doctors and a few security guards have made their way into the room. One of the older looking doctors say 'sorry for your loss' but I've drowned out every other sound except for my cries. I lean over my deceased brother and let my heart out. All these feelings I kept bottled up, just releasing themselves. 

There's a pat on my back from someone, I can't even tell who at this point. I lift my head and tilt it back, my nose getting runny and my eyelids becoming heavy. I can't do this, I can't leave him. I can't, I can't, I can't.

I need to stay here with him, he saved me, he's my brother. My best friend. We know each other so well, he was the only one who got me, who listened. I'm getting dragged away from my brother by strong arms. Tears and rain still drip off my body onto the floor and I thrash a bit in this persons arms.

Eventually I become too weak to fight back. My eyelids close shut and I pass out.

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Jakes Pov:

Drew gets his call and puts it up to his ear. His hand slips out of mine, that call really ruined the moment. Drew gets really quiet and his eyes widen. His eyes becoming glossy by the second.

"Drew? What happened? What's going on?" I ask worried, I grab his arm but he shrugs me off and gets up. He starts running back, where's he going?

I get up as well and try to follow him but he was always a fast runner. He's running quicker than I've ever seen him go and I lose him. I whip out my phone and text Drew something he'll probably see later, just a 'I'm here for you, and I love you' message. Then I switch to Henry and Liam asking them if they knew what was happening with Drew. But they were as clueless as me.

Up ahead I can see grey clouds rolling in, they boom and flash white like a camera. Drew, he's going to get sick. I should go get him stuff for him to feel better. He'll return back to his home eventually so I might as well pick some stuff up.

I stop by a couple stores and gather a sick basket for him full of sick medicine, a blanket, a soup kit, some ramen, a couple other trinkets and some cough drops. It was now late in the day and I would expect Drew to be back home by now until I receive a call as well.

It was from Carol, Drews step mom, we exchanged numbers when Drew was at the hospital, just so we could both tell each other how Drew was doing.

"Hello?" I say.

"Hey Jake, I want you to know that Drew is home right now and he's not feeling too well. If it's not too hard to ask you to come over and comfort him. He's asleep at the moment though."

"Yeah, of course. I'm on my way now."

I hang up and carry the umbrella I bought towards Drews house. I do hope he's okay.

In about five minutes I arrive, taking multiple shortcuts to get here. Carols car is missing which means she probably wasn't here. Their spare key was kept hidden under the door mat which I took and unlocked the front door. I slipped off my shoes and make my way up where Drew should be. I knock on the door softly, no response.

I slowly creak open the door, inside is dark and smells nice. Laying in the bed is Drew, I place the sick basket down and but the back of my hand to his forehead. As I expected...he's sick.

I quickly run downstairs and grab a rag, drenching it in cold water and wringing it out. I go back up and place the cloth across Drews forehead. He looks rigid and scared. His eyes are extremely red, I go back down into the kitchen and grab a glass of water and some advil for him too. I hope he'll get better soon. I sit next to his bed and lay down.

I love Drew, I really do. So I can't bare to see him in distress. I need him to stay happy, and healthy. I snuggly up closely to him, pulling him into my chest, he's really cold. I pull the covers onto both of us and hug him close to me.

I kiss his neck, and drift off to sleep with the Magenta haired boy in my arms.

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AUTHORS NOTE: tysm for 500 reads and 20 votes, sorry i havent posted in a while i got bored, also i started tearing up writing this tbh... but anyways 1400+ words so YAY also i hope u guys are ready bc we aint done with this yet >:)