you're cute ➳ brent rivera + brad simpson

CHAPTER 21

Beep beep beep.

The sound of the heart monitor was the only thing keeping me sane. It was continuous and rhythmic so I knew Brad was alright. He looked so sweet and so peaceful.

My hand stroked the painful looking bruises on Brad's torso. He didn't wince or move, how was he supposed to. He's in a coma. Natalie marched up and down, occasionally looking at her little brother. Brad's dad was talking to the doctor while his mum cried her eyes out. I couldn't take anymore of this so I walked outside.

The cold breeze suddenly hit me as soon as I left the hospital building. I exhaled and white mist flew out of my mouth. My arms wrapped around my body trying to keep my temperature the same. I closed my eyes as I leaned against a fence out looking the city. The wonderful city of London.

My phone continually buzzed in my pocket. I was almost certain that it would be notifications from Twitter or Instagram asking about Brad. I decided to check one and then turn off my notifications.

'How many guys must you hurt to satisfy yourself bitch'

That one stood out. It didn't bother me at all though. I let out a little laugh and switched on my music. Coincidentally, Last Night came on.

I inhaled the cold air and reminisced my recent actions.

"It's not your fault," I whispered to myself as a couple tears rolled down my cheeks, "Don't bring yourself down Tallulah. You're stronger than that." I brought my hand up to my face to wipe my tears and I looked out. London, I grew up here. For 15 years I lived here then I moved to America.

"You alright?" A voice asked, disrupting my thoughts. I turned to see Natalie, Brad's older sister, holding 2 cups of tea.

"No. I'm not even gonna lie, I feel horrible." I sobbed.

"It's not your fault." She soothed. I could see straight through her. Part of her did want to blame me.

"Natalie just don't. Your brother is in a coma." She frowned and sipped from her tea.

"Drink up, it's freezing out here. You ain't no Elsa, no matter how hard you try." She said, changing the subject. I smiled and she returned it. Natalie was like the sister I never had. She would always manage to bring a smile back on my face even in the worst of situations. Like this one.

"Hey Nat?" I asked. She hummed as she sipped some more tea, "Can I have some time with Brad alone please." She looked at me and sighed.

"Yeah sure. I'll tell Mum and Dad." She replied eventually. I smiled at her before she went back inside.

I closed my eyes to resume my thoughts. What would've happened if I never met Brent? Would I still need to move back here? Would I still meet Brad? Would he be where he is now? These thoughts made me feel even more guilty.

"Karma. What goes around comes around." I muttered, it was the only logical reason. This is karma's way of saying I shouldn't have lied about overfeeding my best friend's goldfish. I don't know what came over me but I kicked a chair over and punched multiple walls. It felt good releasing my feelings. I've bottled up my anger for almost 19 years and releasing them felt good.

I slid down the wall, holding my head in my hands. Tears just overflowed and there was no stopping them.

"Tallulah." Brad's mum called out.

"GO AWAY!" It was obvious I had been crying.

"Tallulah please don't be like this." She crouched in front of me and wiped my tears before embracing me into a hug.

"I don't know what to do anymore. I don't know why this happened. Why did he say he can't break up with me." Words just rolled out of my mouth.

"Honey slow down. Brad never said anything about breaking up with you. He loves you and never stops talking about you." She smiled.

"Then why did I hear him say that he can't?" I looked into her eyes and she looked worried.

"Honestly dear I don't know. Something must be happening." She shrugged. I got up and nodded.

"I'm going to see Brad now."

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