Be Like or Be With?

Chapter 9: Hospital

Chapter 9: Hospital

Veronica's POV

(tw: violence, blood/gore, anxiety dreams)

Heather drove me home, and I had to explain to my very concerned parents that I stayed the night at her house. I also somehow have to explain that I've been given a death threat by the shadiest guy in school, and he's hit me... and I might die tonight. But hey! That's all I have to tell them, they don't need to know that I slept with Heather. I flop onto my bed and start wondering if Heather is going to fight JD.

God I hope not  I mumble under my breath.

Heather C's POV

I'm gonna fight JD. He is going down and I don't give two flying fucks if I get arrested. After I drop Veronica off at her house, I beeline for Jesse James' house, and basically break the door down knocking. He opens the door and tries to speak but I cut him off.

"Ah! Chandler! What a lovely surpri-"

I sock him in the jaw. Hard. And I don't stop there, I throw at least 8 more punches before he snaps out of his shock and fights back. I'm about to give him a good kick in the balls when he grabs my throat and shoves me up against his wall.

"I don't know who put you up to this, but you're dead."

I wouldn't be so sure of that Jesse Ja-

But I'm cut off by him reaching down to the ground and picking a baseball bat, before promptly swinging it into the side of my head. After that, my vision goes blurry, way blurrier than it's ever gotten during other fights. Fuck I might actually die I think to myself, before starting to plan how I'll weasel my way out of this one. Dammit I can't think straight, I got hit hard. I need to figure something out, and... why do I taste blood?

I've actually got a gift for you! I say, before I spit blood in his face.

"YOU LITTLE SHIT." He says, while hitting me in the face at least 4 times, one of them causing a crack in my nose and more blood in my mouth. I spit in his face again, this time getting into his eyes, before squirming out of his grip, stumbling away to my car and just getting out of there. I don't pay attention to where I'm going, I just, go. My vision is fuzzy, my ears are ringing, and I taste nothing but blood. I end up at a house... Sawyer's house? Fuck, I needed time to think about what had happened, but if I don't go to the hospital I might die. I'm dragging myself out of my car and to the front door, where I lightly knock and yell

Sawyer? Help, please.

She soon opens the door, only to immediately rush over and support my body weight with her arm.

"Heather? Heather! Please stay with me ok? I'll take you to the hospital, ok? Please, whatever you do, stay with me." she says while picking me up and setting me in my own passenger seat, although I'm sure she said more, I can barely hear over the ringing in my ears. I wake up and suddenly we're speeding down the street, I'm squirming in my seat when I feel Veronica grab my hand lightly.

Ronnie? It hurts, I don't wanna die.

"Shhh it's ok, we're going to the hospital, you'll be ok, I promise."

That's the last thing I hear before I black out yet again, only to wake up when I'm being carried into the hospital by Ronnie, all I can hear is muffled voices and beeping, before I black out for what I think might be the last time.

Veronica's POV

They took her back into surgery, she needs stitches in her head and her nose is broken as well. I swear, if JD doesn't go to prison for a death threat AND this, I don't know what laws even are anymore. A few hours pass, in which I pace around the waiting room, anxiously talk to the secretary about how long it will be until I can see Heather, and call Duke and Mac. I explained the situation as best I could, considering even I'm not fully sure what happened, and they said they'd come visit later tonight. After another 45 minutes of waiting, they said I'm ok to see her, although she's probably still sleeping. I happily agree and follow them back into her room, only to feel my heart break at the sight of her. This... this is my fault. I sit down in a chair next to her bed and attempt to get at least a little bit of sleep. The constant beeping and sounds make it a bit difficult but after a while, I doze off.

Veronica's POV (dreaming)

I wake up and I'm standing in the hospital lobby with no one else there. Why is it so empty? Where is everyone? I see Chandler standing a few feet in front of me, her back faced away from. I try to call out to her, but find that, I can't speak? She suddenly turns around and I'm forced to back up by her walking closer and closer to me. She doesn't look like herself, she's so pale, and her nose is crooked and bloody, her normally bright strawberry blonde hair is covered in blood on one side. Her head is actively bleeding and it won't stop. She backs me into a corner and starts talking but she doesn't sound like herself. She sounds wrong, her voice sounds off?

"Yo, girl. Keep it together, I knew you would come far. Now you're truly a heather, smell how gangsta you are!"

She's joined by an extremely pale Heather Mac, who has pills falling out of her mouth, and an also pale Heather Duke, whose mouth is full of vomit.

"Yo, girl. Feel a bit punchy? She's not looking so well." they say, motioning to Chandler

"Still, you've earned that red scrunchie. Come join Heather in hell!"

I cover my head, trying to keep them out of my mind, only to notice that my hands are burned, almost melted, as if I held a bomb as it went off. I try running away, tripping and falling into an endless void, hearing someone calling out my name.

"Veronica? Veronica? Veronica!"

Heather C's POV

Veronica!

She jolts awake, shaking and crying from whatever just happened.

"Shit, sorry, you're awake? How are you feeling?" she asks, taking an unsteady breath and wiping away her tears.

I've been better I suppose, not everyday you get the shit beaten out of you with a baseball bat.

"He hit you with a baseball bat?!" she asks, genuine concern in her voice.

Yeah, I'll survive though, no worries. What were you crying about?

"I-it's nothing, I promise." I raise an eyebrow at her. "Fine, the fact that this is m-my fault." she says, tears rimming her eyes again.

Hey, hey, no it's not, I chose to go there. Why do you think it's your fault?

"B-because if I just got with JD in the first place, none of this would have h-happened! You wouldn't have gotten hurt and everything would b-be fine. It's my f-fault." she chokes out in a half sad, half angry sentence.

Shh you're ok, it's not your fault, because if it were, then I wouldn't let you come visit me, ok? Now come here. I say, scooting over to make room for her on the small hospital bed. She hesitantly lays down and sobs into my shoulder, and after a little bit I lean away and grab her chin.

I promise, you did nothing wrong, nothing at all sweetie. It's JD's fault, not yours.

I lightly kissed her on the lips, only to notice that Duke and Mac had been standing there for the past 10 seconds. I quickly pull away out of embarrassment and put my bitchy attitude back on. I hope Veronica didn't notice that...

(A/N sorry for the late post and stuff, I straight up didn't have the motivation to update this lol)