Lust is real. Love is corny. God, did you know you make me so horny? [COMPLETED]

The Last Goodbye.

"Come on, Baby. Wake up." Aiden's voice soared across the bedroom, while I layed in my bed motionless.

"Brooks?" He said once again, worry all throughout his voice.

"Something's wrong Aiden." My voice croaked.

I gently yet swiftly picked her up in bridal style, as I gunned it for the door.

Putting her in  my 2011, Black Dodge Charger. This was my 'casual' car as I called it.

Snapping on her seat belt, I booked it into the other side.

Within moment's we were on the road and I watched in unknowing pain as she curled in a ball, pain piercing through every ounce of her fragile body.

"Name, age, and problem please?"  Spoke an older woman, looking completely disinterested. 

"Mystery Brookelle J-" I stopped myself quickly. How could I almost forget her name was now Rosworth? Brookelle Rosworth. Odd, but such a pretty name.

"Rosworth is her last name. Age 17. We don't know the problem, she's just in agonizing pain." Rambling my words together, the older lady glanced at Brookelle behind me.

"Code Blue." She said to another nurse behind her.

Code blue?

Suddenly, out of no where, she was placed on a stretcher, being rushed into the emergency clinic.

"Wh- What's wrong?"

"We don't know yet, but please sir. Sit in the waiting chair and we will tell you as soon as possible." 

I nodded, not being able to comprehend anything.

Minutes later, I began pacing so I decided to use the washroom.

Walking away, I quickly turned back to my seat,

Brookelle's sweater. Almost forgot. 

Why she had time to grab her sweater before we left, I'd never know. 

Picking it up, a loud thrash came from the floor. Looking down, I saw  bottle full of pills, the title reading '2 a day. Brookelle James. " 

"Excuse me, mis?" I asked, interrupting a receptionist on his computer.

"What are these?" 

She shrugged, continuing to look at his computer. 

Giving up, I stalked away.

Longing minutes, turned into torturing hours. 

"Mr. Rosworth?" A deep voice appeared from behind the wide wall.

"Yes?" I shouted immediately, my voice smothered in questions. 

"We need to keep her here tonight." His voice dripped with 'This is Really Bad news.'

Frowning, I nodded.

Walking back into my car, I decided I'd stay the night in here. 

I wouldn't go back home. Not without Brookelle being by my side. 

Drifting off into a peaceful sleep, I remembered our dates.

- 

"Where are you taking me?" Her lovely voice shrieked in wonder. 

She was always so curious, finding a way to pry the truth from my head. 

Shaking my head clear of thoughts, I bent down to her ear whispering a simple,