Camo Love (duck dynasty story)

Chapter 13

Brandon's Pov  

It's been two weeks and there has been no sign of improvement from either of the Sarah's. Hunter woke up about three days ago and hasn't talked much. He just sits there and stares off into space. The doctor says that this is completely normal after something traumatic happening. Hunter and I were about to go back and check on the Sarah's we had finally got Cole and Reed to go home and sleep. "Hey I'll check on Sarah W and you on Sarah Ashley and we can switch in about two hours?" Hunter asked as we were being wheeled down the long hallway of the hospital. "Yea sure," I said as we pulled up to our sister's rooms. "I'll see you in two hours!" I said. I haven't gotten to see Sarah Ashley at all while we have been put in the hospital and I was kinda scared of how she would look. As the nurse pushed me in, my eyes started to water.  Her wounds had already started to heal, but she still looked horrible. When the nurse shut the door it echoed through the dark room the only light coming from the small lamp in the corner and the only noise coming from the heart monitor. I pulled myself toward her bed and grabbed onto her hand. Her room was full of balloons and flowers, yet somehow it still felt so dull and lifeless in here. I missed her, so much. After a while, the silence began to get to me. I slowly pulled myself up from the wheelchair and reached for the TV remote. A little background noise should help. I had just grabbed onto the remote, when my feet slipped out from under me, sending me flying onto the floor. I screamed in pain as I hit the floor. I grabbed onto the first thing I could reach. I hit the ground, my head slamming against the tile. Before I blacked out a nurse ran in screaming. "QUICK, I NEED HELP! THE GIRL IS CRASHING AND HER BROTHER IS UNCONCIOUS!" Only one thing ran through my mind as I went black. I had just pulled the plug on my sister.

Cole's Pov

Reed and I had gone back to the hotel to get some sleep for the first time in weeks. I took a long hot shower, the heat relaxing my tense muscles and making me even more tired. I managed to make it to the bed and cuddling up to Sarah Ashley's pillow before falling asleep.

I woke up to the smell of bacon and eggs, aka the best smell to wake up to. I walked toward the kitchen and grabbed a plate, stuffing it down my throat. I needed to get back to the hospital. I finished off my food before taking a shower and getting dressed. I pretty much pushed Reed out the door as I walked toward the car. "Bro chill, they are still going to be there when we show up." Reed chucked, making me roll my eyes. When we walked into the hospital, it looked as though all hell had broken loose. Doctors and nurses were screaming, Brandon was rushed out of Sarah Ashley's room on a bed and headed straight towards the OR, and Hunter just sat there in a wheelchair, watching it all happen. I walked over to Hunter and kneeled down "Dude, what is happening." I asked, watching as the nurses walked out of Sarah Ashley's room, giving me sympathetic looks. Hunter slowly turned to me, tears streaming down his face "She's dead." He whispered, I just gave him a confused look. "Who is dead?" I asked, he just looked at me. "Sarah Ashley" He whispered. Everything seemed to move in slow motion after that. I collapsed onto the ground, making Hunter yell. Nurses rushed around me as Hunter was rolled away. Then everything went black.

Sarah Wares Pov:

Screaming. I hear screaming. No matter where I turn it's still there. Louder and louder it gets the more I turn. Then it stopped. I hear heels clicking on the ground. I look up to see Sarah walking towards me. "Am I awake?" I asked, walking toward her. She looked at me and shook her head. "You will be soon, but this is where our time is going to end." She said, pursing her lips. I looked at her confused. "The plan is working, it is falling into place. Brandon just made it happen a little fast." She said I nodded my head. The plan, the plan that made sure I was safe for the rest of my life. I grabbed onto her and hugged her tightly. She hugged me back tightly. When she pulled away she was crying a bit. "I sent you a copy of the plan as well as the contract. I wrote down the address that I will be staying at. Make sure no one sees any of it." She choked out, never breaking eye contact with me. I just nodded my head, knowing that the moment I tried to speak sobs would come out. "Please, be careful. One wrong move and it is all over. One wrong move and we are both screwed." She said, hugging me one last time. "I'll miss you." I choked out, making her turn back around. "I'll miss you too." She said, and with that, she walked out of my life.

I shot up in the hospital bed, tears streaming down my face. I should have never agreed to this plan. Reed was sat next to me and he shot up when I did. I looked at him and smiled wide. He grabbed my face and smashed our lips together. I melted in his touch, I had missed this so much. He pulled away and looked at me with sad eyes. "She's gone, isn't she?" I whispered, he just nodded in response and hugged me tightly. But what he didn't know, was that it was all fake.

1 week later

I stepped out of my shower, the cold air sending a shiver down my spine. I wrapped a towel around myself before wiping to steam off my mirror. The girl looking back at me looked nothing like I did. Her face was noticeably thinner, her cheekbones very visible. The bags under her eyes were dark, reminding me that she hadn't slept in days. I took my towel and wiped the rest of the seam away from the mirror, this time looking at her body. Her wounds were starting to heal, but you could tell she wasn't taking care of herself. Bones stuck out in awkward places making me cringe.  I looked closer realizing that girl in the mirror was me. The once happy, outgoing, free-spirited girl I once was had been replaced with this dull lifeless looking version. The doctor told me that this would be a normal faze I would go through, but I had to fight through it. As I looked at myself I felt as though I was too broken to even try. Sarah being gone was taking a toll on the entire family and even though I knew, I was still hurting. I was the reason she had to do this. This was all to protect me, yet I felt as though I was being thrown into the world vulnerable as can be. I walked into my bedroom and grabbed onto the side of my desk to keep me steady. I grabbed a framed picture of Brandon, Hunter, Sarah Ashley and I from the day the Harris family had officially adopted us into their family. We all looked so happy. I messed up the happiness. I threw the picture against the wall and screamed. I just started picking up random crap and throwing it against things. Glass was going everywhere and honestly, I didn't care. I fell to the ground, glass surrounding me, and I wept.  It was all my fault that everyone was depressed, just no one knew that.

Cole's Pov:

I haven't slept since the day she died. I haven't eaten in who knows how long. My body was crumbling along with my life. My eyes told the world that I needed someone to tell me it was all going to be okay. I was stood in front of a mirror trying to figure out the boy that stood looking back. He looked almost obsessed with trying to find someone like her to fill his empty heart. He needs to feel loved like the way she made him feel again. He needed to hold her again, the desire to kiss her was becoming too much, he was slowly falling deeper and deeper into depression. I looked at the boy in the mirror realizing that boy was me. I was the one who needed something, anything to me whole again.

I walked into our kitchen and looked around making sure no one was watching. I grabbed some random bottle of pills and ran up to my room taking as many as I possibly could. As I slowly faded out I whispered my last words "I'll see you soon baby" When I awoke, I was in an all-white room. I frowned as I began to walk around. Sarah wasn't anywhere to be seen. "Cole, what are you doing here?" I heard someone sigh. I whipped around, coming face to face with Sarah Ashley. "I couldn't bear it anymore. You being gone is killing me inside." I whimpered, taking a step toward her. She took a step back "You cannot give up. I love you and I promise we will meet again." She pleaded, looking me in the eyes. I looked down, instantly feeling stupid. I tried to kill myself to be with the one I love. "Promise me you will fight to get your life back." She whispered, wiping a tear off my cheek. "I promise," I whispered, watching as Sarah Ashley slowly faded in front of me and I was back in my room.