Never Be Alone: Book One

Chapter 6: Fight For You

*Shawn's Point Of View*

I let Dr. Belle's words, sink in I have to fight for her. But how am I supposed to do that? I walk back to the waiting room and sit down in one of those very cheap and uncomfortable plastic chairs. The only notices that were around me were the murmurs of machines and the quiet chatter between nurses, doctors, the families of patients and even in some cases the patients themselves. The hospital was buzzing with activity making my brain jumble up as I think of a way to help Issy. I hear several voices as I look up to see the boys, I smile with my tear filled eyes and stand up to hug them.

"Hey Shawn, how's Isabelle?" I look over at Cameron as he pulls me in for a hug, I shake my head as I wipe away my tears.

"She's in a coma, the doctor told me she's giving up and I need to help her fight I just don't know how."

"Hey here's a wild idea instead of helping her fight on her own well all help you fight for her. Because Shawn as much as I hate to say this to you now, but not you need to get off that Canadian ass of yours and fight for your best friend." I rolled my eyes at Cameron he sounded like Dr. Belle which made me want to laugh and hear what else he was going to say.

I walk back into Issy's room and take her hand again, I take a deep breath and prepare myself for one long ass speech.

"Hey Issy, I know you can hear me and I know your broken right now. But I  need you I need you breathing I need you to start saying dumb sarcastic words to me when I'm being an idiot. I'm going to tell you a story okay." I took another breath and continued.

"There was a boy in kindergarten, this little boy loved to sing and had a passion for music. Then along came a girl she had pretty pig tails and ribbons in her hair. She walked over to the little boy and played with him when all the other kids wouldn't because he was weird because he could sing. But the little girl didn't care. Fast forward to fourth grade the little boy and girl were still together joined at the hit from that one day forward. She would tell him how much she loved his singing, of how she would walk from Paris France to Toronto Canada just to hear him sing one more time. The bully would come and pick on the little boy because of his voice. The girl would have none of that saying how the bully was just a big wimp and how the boys voice was softer than velvet. The two friends grew closer that day, flash forward to middle school. The boy was playing a guitar and the girl was cheerleading. Activities separate but still together as one, the day the boy heard the girl sing he though her voice was like an angels calming even the most outraged. He wanted nothing more but to hear her sing all day and night, it was like his lullaby. The girl wasn't happy with her voice and concealed it from the world, the boy hated it he hated that she was hiding her gift. Now they were in high school at the ages of 15 when the boy was asked to join an all boy group called Magcon. The singer boy and the quiet girl were going to be broken apart, but only for a while so he invited her with him together they traveled the world and made great friends along the way, move forward to, a few days ago the boy came back from tour to the girl who remained quiet, she was different some how but he couldn't put it all together. Back time up to a few hours ago when he found the girl in her bathtub beautiful arms slit open a bottle of empty pills by her and her perfect gorgeous face stranded with tears. She was hurting so badly and he didn't see it, he didn't see that she was silently calling out for help. The sight of her hit him like a hurricane, he was broken now too the girl he care about for so long was in pain the girl he grew to love with all his heart, the girl he thinks about every minute of every day." I wiped my tears away.

"Let me tell you one thing Isabelle Rose Parker, that boy and girl are us they always have been and they always will be  I don't want you to leave everything behind you have parents who love you, friends who miss you, you have me and you have God he's always by your side. Isabelle life may be on big pain in the ass believe me I know from experience. Your not the only person who has to deal with it heck I deal with hate every day but you know how I do it I listen to my heart and I follow it your brain is a big shit bag but your heart is loyal to you it'll always be. Isabelle I miss you with everything fiber in my being it will kill me if you let go of you pass I don't want my best friends place in the world to be marked by a stone. I don't want to look up at the sky and see that your up there without me I don't want to sing with out you hear to sing with me I don't want to see because a world without you is a world I could never see again, I don't want to go to Prom, Graduation, College, without knowing some how your there too with me I don't want you to go I don't want to have to see them put you in that white casket you want so everyone can write their memories of you on it I don't want to see that god damn heart monitor go blank because I don't want to see your lifeless body. I don't want to see yours eyes shut forever. I want them open I want to be able to look into those beautiful hazel eyes again and see happiness. I want to be able to walk away with you towards our spot by the water fall you love so much. I want to be able to hug you and be around you, I want to be able to give you everything you need because I want to be with you, I want your heart to be full your tears to be gone. I don't want my last memory of you to be this one. You may be ready to go but that doesn't mean I'm ready to let go of you just yet. Your killing me slowly every second your not with me is another stab to the chest. I'm crying out to you and I'm trying to reach you but I can't get to where you are I can't see you. I want you to laugh again to smile to live again a full and happy life. That little girl who beat up Reggie Simmons because he said I sounded like a dying cow."