My Protector..

Chapter 5; The Reckless Night

After an hour, I still sat by Mum's bed. Keaton was in another room, calming down. I didn't know what happened. He was sitting there, sadly, and then suddenly he cracked and ran into the other room. I held Mum's hand. I hadn't said anything. Her eyes were closed and her heartbeat was going steady. The doctors said she'd wake soon, but that was half an hour ago. She still sat unconcious. I hadn't cried yet. It was weird. I normally cried a lot when it came to my family, but my tear ducts were... almost... broken. Sophie sat in the corner of the room, her eyes puffy, her knees pulled up to her chest. I had never seen her so... vunerable. She was never like this. Even when Dad died. She did go through... something... though. She was innocent before all this. And then Dad died, and she... she... became who she is today. She stayed out until the early hours of the morning and she's not even a virgin anymore. She lost it to some peado, but she wanted to loose it. She went through a lot. The peado wouldn't stop stalking her. She still has a scar running up her stomach from where he cut her. Right now, her eyes were only full of one thing. Pain. Normally, they were full of hatrid, bounciness and love. Now it was only pain. I hated to see her like this, so I flicked my eyes back to Mum. She was ever so pale, her eye closed. I couldn't bare to look at her any longer, so I looked at her heart monitor. /\__/\__/\__/\__/\_________________________________ It stopped. Sophie jumped up and stared at Mum. Her chest was no longer rising nor falling. Doctors and nurses grabbed us, pulling us out of the room. They couldn't move me though. I stayed by her side. I shuffled into the corner while they helped her. They brought out the defibrillator and began pumping it against her chest.

"3...2...1..." The male doctor said, before pressing the paddles against her chest. She jumped up a little, but stayed dead. They did this several times, but to no use. They gave up.

"NO!" I screamed, "help her!" My tear ducts started churning, letting out big wet tears. They dripped down my cheeks.

"There's nothing we can do for her, I'm sorry, Miss Boa."

"No... Where are we supposed to go?"

"I do not know, Miss Boa, I really do feel sorry for you." One of the female nurses said, stroking my arm softly. I pulled it away from her.

"Do not, touch me." I warned.

"Sorry, Miss Boa."

"Listen, there has to be something you can do! Anything!" I argued. She smiled slightly at me.

"I'm sorry, Miss Boa..."

"NO." I screamed, before running out of the room. I ran down clean white corridors. I turned a corner and my face smacked into a chest, knocking the man to the floor. I helped him up and noticed it was Keaton.

"Is she okay?" She asked. I shook my head, wiping a tear from my cheek. Keaton grabbed me and hugged me. I fell into his arms and cried.

After about half an hour of sitting on the floor, in his arms, we were asked to leave. A hole had been cut out of my heart and without Mum, I couldn't fill it. Keaton never took his arms from around me. His breath was steady on my neck, warming it up. He whispered sweet things, trying to take my mind off of it. It wouldn't work. My tear ducts stopped working again. I was all cried out. He got into my car that he'd drove here. He sat me into the passengers seat and he drove us home. As we turned the corner to our road, I spotted the house. Courtney saw me and ran down the long drive-way.

"GABBY!" She screamed, looking worried. I wasn't Gabby. I was Gertrude. Nerdy, no mothered, no farthered Gertrude. I got out of the car and shoved past her, pulling my hair up into a nerdy bobble. I went straight into Keaton's room and spotted my old glasses. I smiled and shoved them on. I walked into my room and ripped my clothes off, searching for the nerdiest things I had. There wasn't a lot anymore. I shoved on a black knee-high skirt and a black and white plaid shirt on. I smiled and my nerdy self. I searched in my bin for something. I found them. The stars. I glued them onto my cieling again and lay on my bed, smiling. My door opened and Keaton came in.