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Luke's POV:

The nurse stood up from her chair next to me and headed towards the door, "l'm going to go and find out where you'll be staying tonight." she explained before walking out.

"Why do l have to stay? l'm fine!" Barronè explained wide eyed and terrified. "l don't want to stay! Don't make me, please!" He pleaded looking at each of us in turn and made puppy dog eyes. l glanced at Kier who was frowning slightly, "We'll stay with you mate. You'll be fine." He reassures Barronè. The Timid nods slightly looking somewhat relieved. "Thanks guys, l don't know what l'd do without you." l smiled sympathetically at him to let him know that l was there for him.

"Barronè told me about what happened with Drew." l announced, Kier and Laurence both snapped their attention towards me, Shane just stared down at his lap. "l can tel them later, if you want?" l suggested to Cyrus. He nodded great fully, "Thanks Luke." He whispered.

The door opened and Sarah walked back in, looking stressed. "l'm really sorry Barronè but after you left your room earlier it was given to another patient because the matron was told that you had left. l'm afraid you're going to have to stay on the communal ward tonight." She explained to Barronè, the whole time looking as if she was about to get yelled at. Barronès face fell and his eyes filled with tears. "With other people? Can't l just stay here?"

He had always been shy of new people and considering that he was currently grieving for Drew he wasn't in the best frame of mind to be forced into a room full of strangers.

"This is the maternity ward, you can't stay here!" Sarah explained, as if surprised that he hadn't realised that for himself. "Oh- um, alright..." Barronè mumbled looking distressed.

"Don't worry mate, we'll stay with you!" Kier said in a cheerful voice, however it was obvious that he also felt anxious about being forced to let his guards down and sleep around total strangers.

"l'm sorry but that won't be possible, communal wards have strict visiting times. Nobody who isn't a patient can enter outside of visiting hours." She looked really guilty, Kier opened his mouth to argue with her but l shook my head at him. Gesturing that he should shut up, this isn't Sarah's fault.

"Are you sure there aren't any private rooms he could stay in?" Laurence asked, his voice betraying his desperation.

"No, and even if there was it's unlikely that it would be given to your friend. You see he is physically healthy now that his mental state appears to have improved dramaticcaly he doesn't really need to stay overnight. lf it weren't for the fact that Willow wants to check him over before he leaves we would be sending you lot home tonight."

"So Barronè doesn't need to stay here?" l asked slowly, an idea forming in my mind.

"No, but-"

"Our van is right outside in the car park. Let Barronè stay there tonight and we'll come in first thing tomorrow so that Cy can see Willow. Please?" l suggested to Sarah.

"l don't know if that would be allowed." Sarah said looking confused, presumably people didn't suggest this sort of thing often.

"It would be so much better for Cy to stay in the van with us where he's comfortable and feels safe. We'd be right outside all night, l promise."

"Right outside?" Sarah asks and l can tell she's going to agree.

"The whole night." l repeat and finally Sarah nods her head.

"I guess it would be okay. Willows shift starts at nine; so make sure you're here by then." l jumped up and hugged her, which was pretty out of character for me, but l knew how much this would mean for Barronè. "Thank you so much!"

"Um... you're welcome." She says surprised.

"Come on Barronè, shall we go?" l asked letting go of Sarah.

He nodded eagerly. "Let's get out of here!" He says climbing off of Laurence's lap, careful not to hurt him. Although Laurence says he's fine l think we all know that he's lying.

The four of us say goodbye to Sarah and leave pretty soon after that, none of us wanted to stay here longer than we had to. When we finally get out we spend about five minutes trying to figure out where we'd left the van, eventually finding it parked under the only tree in the whole car park, surely that should be the easiest spot to remember?

inside the van we all get changed into our pyjamas or, in Kiers case, take off all our clothes and stand around in "The Beatles" boxers. Kier and Laurence say a quick goodnight and go to their bunk. Barronè sat on the lone armchair, his arms wrapped around his legs and his chin resting on his knees. "Are you okay?" l ask quietly. What a stupid question, of course he's not.

"l'm fine." He tells me, his voice shaking and lip wobbling. l know he's not okay but l don't know what to say. What words could possibly sum up how sorry l am, how much l too am hurting and mostly how much l wish l could bring Drew back?

"l'm sorry." ls all l can say. Barronè looks up at me and locks his crying eyes onto my own and l know that he understands everything that l can't find the words to express. l sat down on the floor next to the armchair, not wanting to leave him on his own. "You should go to bed Cy, you've had a- you've had a fucking awful day." Cy nods and pushes himself up off of the chair, his movements are those of a frail old man. He heads slowly towards his bunk but stops suddenly and spins to face me. "I can't do this! I can't sleep in OUR bed alone, Drew should be here!" Barronè yells in a panic, running from the bu k as if it were full of spiders. "Barronè it's okay, you don't have to." l tell him, standing up and going to his side.

"l don't?" He whispers and raises his head to stare sadly at the empty bunk. "l just want him back Luke. Please bring him back." He pleads and it breaks my heart because l know that the thing Barronè wants, no needs, l can never give him.

"l can't. l'm so sorry, l can't do it. l wish- lt should have been me, n- not Drew. H didn't deserve this." l choke out, my voice breaking nearly every other syllable. l realise that l was telling the truth, l wish l could take Drews place. The pain of losing a friend is nothing next to the pain of losing the person you love most in the world.

Not that l would know first hand per say. When l was six years old my step father, Tony, was killed by thugs. He was walking home from work late one night when he heard the screaming of a young girl coming from behind a block of flats. He had gone to see what it was and found four men attempting to rape a girl who we later found out was only fourteen years old. Tony had played the hero and thought the men off, giving the girl enough time to get away, but had been stabbed in the stomach by one of them. He had been killed but the girl had escaped. His death completely destroyed my mother, she spent the next ten years hiding away from the world, too scared to leave the safety of the four pale yellow walls. I had never known my real father, he had cleared off long before l was even born, and Tony was the closest thing l ever got to a father figure. l don't remember a huge deal about him, on account of my age at the time, but l don't remember a single angry word leaving his lips, even when l left chocolate handprints all down his shirt on the morning of his wedding day to my mother. He was a good man and he will never be forgotten, just like Drew.

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