Too Good To Be True: A Tyler Hoechlin Love Story

Chapter 21: Decisions

CHRIS POV

"WOULD ALL OF YOU GIVE HER SOME SPACE? GOSH." My own voice frightened me as the words came out of my mouth. It seemed like everyone else was afraid of me, too because they obeyed my commands. 

Alyce's blood poured out from under her, it was soon all around us in a puddle. Tyler's face was white. Katherine was sobbing. But that was when the ambulance pushed everyone out of the way and started to do their job. A man in an EMS jumpsuit hopped out of the vehicle,

"Who applied this shirt over her head?" The paramedic asked.

"I did." I've never seen Tyler look so horrible. His eyes were blood shot, his hair ragged, and his clothes actually stained from the blood of one of my best friends.

"Smart move. Now, help me get her into this gurney. All of you." He commanded. We all grabbed one side of the contraption and hoisted her onto it without hesitation. "Okay, get in. We don't have much time." The four of us hopped into the back of the truck and we sped off to the hospital at a speed I never hoped to experience.

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KATHERINE POV

"Mom, I don't know everything just happened so fast. S-she was just talking to some guy with Tyler and the next thing I know, she is on the ground. A-and her blood was pouring out of h-her." I put the phone closer to my ear, barely even able to get the words out.

I could see Tyler from across the hall pacing back and forth with his hands over his head. He walked up the nurse about six times already to ask for updates. They had given us nothing. Chris was sitting in another corner, not even moving. He looked dead too. It seemed like he was in shock.

"Mom, I have got to go. I'll call you later as soon as I hear an update. I have to go check on Tyler. K bye." I hung up and my foot started walking before I could even realize that they were moving.

"Tyler, you need to chill you are going to create a draft." 

"Do you not get this, Katherine? Do you think this is some sort of joke? Because I am not laughing-"

"Woah, a joke? Really Ty? I was coming over here to see if you were okay and this is what I get? No, it is not a joke. She may be your girlfriend, but she is my best friend. And I met her first." I declared.

"Just because you happened to come into her life a few hours before I do doesn't mean you have some kind of claim on her! Who do you think you are? You aren't Mom, Katherine. Get over yourself."

"Get over myself? Are you kidding me? If it wasn't for me, you would have never even met her to begin with! I brought her into your life. And frankly, I wish I hadn't."

"You know what Katherine? You are selfish. You are exactly like Dad, a failure." My heart shattered when he said that. It felt as if I had been pierced with a sword.

"You really stuck in the knife on that one didn't you Tyler?  Hope you are happy with yourself." I began to walk away.

"Wait, Katherine. I didn't mean that." I stopped walking. "I am sorry." I turned around and looked him in the eyes. "I am just really really worried about her." His eyes started to fill with tears. He instantly ran into my arms in embrace.

"Aw, I know you are Ty. So am I."

"I didn't mean it when I called you a failure, really. I just don't handle anxiety well."

"I know you don't. It is okay. I didn't mean it when I said I wish you two had never met. It is just that well, ever since y'all were together, she was never with me as much anymore. And if I am with her, it was me third wheeling the two of you. I never got 1 on 1 best friend time like I used to get. What if I never get that now?" My voice cracked. He pulled me into a hug this time. Neither one of us could stay strong in this time of need. What we really needed was each other. 

"I am sorry to break this up-" A nurse holding a clipboard in her hands said. 

"No, no please. Speak" Tyler urged her pleadingly. Chris looked up. He walked over to us.

"Alyce is- well she is in critical condition." Those words hit me like a ton of bricks. I felt the wind get knocked out of me. "But, there is still a chance that she can make it. There are two decisions. But neither one of them is perfect. Which one of you would make the decision?"  The nurse pointed her pen towards all of us.

"I believer her mother should be making the decisions." A voice called out from behind us. 

"Mrs. Perez? Oh my gosh, I am so sorry." I went up to hug her.

"No honey. None of this is y'alls fault. I am just so thankful each on of you was there to be there for her. Thank you from the bottom of my heart, all of you.''

"Of course." Chris smiled.

"Again, we don't have much time." The nurse presumed.

"Oh right, sorry. Continue." I spoke.

"Well we can either give her a surgery that could possibly work and fix all of her concussions. Because she has lost a lot of blood, if the surgery went badly, she may be paralyzed from the waist down." I fell backwards of the other bullets I would be taking tonight. "Or we can put her on supplements and pray for the best that works."

"So either way we are risking her life?" Tyler asked.

"Well, put it like this: her life is already at risk. But the decision is entirely her mothers." The nurse, I read her name tag which read, "Kyra" said.

"No, we all need to make this choice together." She put her arms around us. "What do y'all think is the best option for her?"

"She would want to fight for her life. She is a fighter." Tyler said.

"You are right. The surgery." 

"Okay, we will begin right away." The nurse began to walk away.

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