11:12 → b.b. [ un-continued ]

twenty one.

My heart broke hearing Victoria saying that. Brooklyn doesn't have that long anymore. Suddenly someone shook me 'awake'.

"Miss are you awake?" I acted like I just woke up and rubbed my eyes.

"Yeah I am." I said and the nurse smiled at me.

"We're gonna move you to another room, to be more specific, Brooklyn's room."

"Oh great!" I acted like I didn't know the bad side of this, but sadly enough I did.

They started to move my hospital bed to his room and my heard began to beat faster. Will he recognise me?! Will he be able to see my face?! To hear my voice?! Hundred no, a Million questions rushed through my mind and it made me feel dizzy.

"Are you alright miss?" The nurse asked, sensing there was something wrong.

"Yeah I'm completely fine! Just a bit nervous."

"I understand that. It all will be fine." She smiled. I could just tell it was a fake one. Everyone knew why, even I did. I wasn't supposed to but I did know it.

My heart was pounding out of my chest. With every minute I got closer to the one I loved my heart skipped a beat. I could just feel I was getting closer and closer to him. Then they opened a door, his door, the one which let to his room. There he was laying in his hospital bed. Millions of tubes attached to his oh so fragile body.

They rolled my bed next to his. From the moment I arrived in the room I locked my eyes on him, scanning his precious body. It hurts seeing him like that, and in some kind of way I felt responsible for all this.

"May I go out of this stupid as bed and sit in that chair over there?" I asked the nurse.

"Of course you may. Just be careful Kaithlyn." I nodded and she helped my out of my hospital bed. When my feet touched the cold floor I shivered. I slowly made my way to the blue chair next to his bed. I looked at him and felt tears grow in my eyes.

Why him? Why him? He was all I ever had! All I ever cared about! Tears started streaming down face and I held his hand. It was so cold you would think he was actually dead but he wasn't. At least that what the machine said. He did look like it. He looked lifeless, not moving a finger. He was cold as stone and had a mask on that helped him breathing. He was death, the machine just kept him alive.

I was alone in the room, tears kept rolling down my cheeks like waterfalls, it was unstoppable. The room was quiet which made it even worse. The only sound was the beep that the machine made. I don't really know how it's called but I always called it a life saver. Because in fact it was a life saver... It kept you alive even though you are practically death.

I looked at his face and lightly touched it with my hand. He was so fragile as porcelain. I was scared that I would hurt him even though he wouldn't feel it. The silence in the room was killing me, so I started talking to him.

"Hi Brook. I know you probably won't hear me and I know this doesn't make any sense but I don't care. I love you Brooklyn Joseph Beckham. I love you with all of my heart and I am so so so sorry that this has to happen to someone as amazing as you. You were the light in my darkest day, the one who kept me up when I was falling and made me happy. I wish you could here me so we could talk since the silence here is killing and seeing you laying here like ... this kills me even more. I miss you so much Brooklyn. Just keep on fighting I know you can make it! You're strong! I know it! You have to keep fighting for your family, your friends, for me and for our child. Please Brooklyn don't leave us all. I hope one day you wake up..." I sighed.

I lifted my hurting body of the chair and made my way to my bed. I laid there in silence. Just thinking about everything. I put a hand on my growing tummy and slightly cried. What if he doesn't survive and he never sees his child? What if the child doesn't have a dad?! I kept crying and than Vic and David walked in.

I immediately stopped crying, I didn't want to show them my true feelings. Inside I was broken, so broken, at the outside I should be happy cause I'm reunited with Brook. But in fact I wasn't even though I should be. Seeing him like that doesn't make me happy, It makes it even worse.

"Kaithlyn how are you?" Vic smiled, fake.

"I'm ..." I could keep it secret anymore I had to tell then I know it. They can see I cried. They will find out eventually so why not telling it them myself.

"I know it all." I said crying.

"You know what?" David asked concerned, sharing looks with Victoria.

"I know it all about Brooklyn."

"You what?!" Vic said.

"I heard you two talk to the nurse, before you all moved me here. I heard it all. I know doesn't have that long anymore. I know about his critical condition! Look at him he's lifeless! He's not even alive! The machine keeps him alive!" I started shouting towards the end and I cried harder than ever. Oh Brooklyn I hope you survive this.