The boy in the hospital bed

Chapter 33- Hospital fun anyone?

        "Are you sure this will work?" 

        "Yes, Brandy. I'm positive." I mumble an okay and thank them for helping me with my idea. I'm hoping with all my might that this works. I follow Tim and his crew to hes demon truck. Today Tim and his friends are helping us out at the hospital. He introduce me to all of them this morning, Jack, Cameron, Dillon, Sterling and Brice. Their all around All of them are pretty much the same height as Tim, 5'8, but nothing like him. Jack is outgoing and athletic. His white shirt that says "It takes balls to play soccer" gives it away. Cameron and Dillon both have shaggy blonde hair, hooded brown eyes, and have long boards in one hand. Sterling on the other hand is a stocky younger man. His brown eyes are almost clear but not, I'm worried if I look at them to long, I'll feel his emotions. His scar on his left eyebrow represent that its not all bunnies and unicorns in his book.  Brice is taller then the rest, and is the laid back one in the group. 

      "Hey, Brandy. You want the front seat?" Dillon asks me. 

      "Sure! Thanks." I pull my self up to hop into the seat. 

     "Wow, Dillon is being a gentle man." Jack makes a heart with his hands and coos. Dillon rolls his eyes and I make a small laugh. Boys.   

         "Back off guys, She has a boyfriend." Tim tells everybody. His tone is a warning but still calm. Maybe telling them to take it down a notch? I never understood the guy the language. Tim backs out of the hospital parking, puts it in first gear, then starts to drive. Theirs small talk in the car among the boys. I just sit there not knowing what to do. They began to talk about country music. 

    "Man, Did ya'll hear Dirks Bentley new song?" Dillon and Jack say yes while Sterling and Brice say no. 

    "Jack, play the song." Sterling encourages. I hear Jack shuffle to get his phone out of his pocket. The same time his phone is out my phone buzzes. 

    (Emily works in the hospital in case you guys forgot) Emily: We're making the food Right now. We are keeping Nathan distracted ,He keeps asking for you.   YOU GUYS ARE SO CUTE ! How are things with the gang? 

    Me: LOL thanks. We're good. We're just getting to party city right now. If they don't have the decor we need then we'll go to a different store. 

   "That was Emily. She said everything is good over there. Their getting ready to cook the food." I tell everyone because Tim asked me with his eyebrows. 

  Tim nods his head, "Good. Lets get what we need and head out so we can get it done faster." All six of us pile out of the car. 

   "You have the list, Right?" Sterling asks me and Tim. 

   "Yup. Now lets do this."  Tim leads the way and I tell what to look for then we break off. I have a few banners, mask,  and just what I was looking for.  I start walking to find the rest of the crew then I feel my phone buzzing. EMILY . 

I slide to answer. Its probably something about the food if sh had to call me. 

  "Bandyyouneedcomebacknow." I can barley hear hear her. 

"Em. Don't worry. Just turn the oven down." I calmly tell her. She dosent answer me so I tell her to take a few deep breaths. "You wanna tell me why I should come back just because you burnt the food? We have chef for a reason."  She still keeps quite. I start to worry buy try to keep calm. 

 "Justt-please comee back." I make out that she crying, this has to be more about food. She finally tells me whats going on, I now wish she didn't. The tears that have been apart of me once again show themselves.

"Hello? Brandy, Talk to me."

 Im in shock. My thumb press hang up. I teat Tim to check out the items and I'll meet him at the car. I know he'll understand. He reads it but dosent reply. Wow Tim. I try to wipe the tears away but its not working. The world feels colder, the snow has froze my body. I try to slide down the car but I just fall and eat a bunch of dirt. My vision is blurred. My soul is breaking. The planet has stopped spinning. I just lean my back on the big tire. "His heart stopped. He was creaming and yelling in pain. He was calling for you. The doctors put a needle with Exphine in it to put him to sleep. Nathan is wearing a breathing mask, hes in the ICU." The ride to the hospital is chilly. No one talks because we're all pondering on the play that is rolling out in front of us. I want to wake up from this dream, I mean nightmare.  Death is currently writing the rest of Nathans life, the crappy thing about this is that theirs nothing we can do about it. I dont wait till the keys are out of Tims car before I get out. I undo my seat belt and sprint in the room. I'm huffing like a football player once I get to him. Hes laying there. Just laying there. That isn't him, Nathan makes jokes, smiles, cries, plays football, can breath on his own and walk, talk and can hug without looking like a robot. I dont want to look but my eyes are glued on him. I walk to his side, crying, "Nathan, wake up. Please." I hold his hand. Its dead and limp just like the rest of his body. The mask is slowly fogging up by his breathing. The heart monitor is almost flat. Its almost there. I know Im not supposed to do this but I lay on the bed with him. 

"One last time." My lips quiver but I manage to say the words. I wrap my arms around him. This is the last time I'll get to do this. 

    "Well Nathan, I threw a party for you. But I guess you didn't like it. You could've just told me instead of giving me a heart attack." I close my eyes and drift off. I think I see Nathans arm move but its not real. I hear a raspy voice before I go to sleep,"Happy endings are real Brandy, You just have to stay till the very end." 

I jolt up, "Nathan!" 

TO BE CONTINUED