Deep Attraction

Chapter 19

Vincent's POV
I lie down in Brooke's room tonight. I snuggle up into her bedsheets they still smell like her. Why do i push everybody I care about far far away from me? I know this was all a misunderstanding but my anger always gets the best of me. I knew she wasn't into him and she was working on a project but jealousy just had to work its way onto me. I wonder what Brooke's doing right now? I miss her mimicking me, I miss her saying stupid stuff and most of all I miss her. A tear falls from my eye. I haven't cried since my mom died which was over 10 years ago. I stomp down the stairs and get out as many alcohol bottles as I can find. Whiskey, scotch, beer, vodka, rum, gin, tequila, liquor, martini. I pop up at least two bottles of each drink and stark chugging them down. No matter how many bottles I couldn't get drunk. I was sober and I wish I could overdose on something that'll take away all the pain. I feel a sharp pain hit the side of my head. That's the last thing I remember before my head hit against the counter top which caused me to fall. I feel surrounded by people carrying me. I just can't force myself to wake up. A strong burning smell filling my lungs. Maybe this was the end for me?
Brooke's POV
I get out of bed and drag my feet to the kitchens island. I sit on the stool and turn the TV on.
Breaking news:- Seventeen year old boy found unconscious on the floor while house was burning to ashes."
I slowly walk around in circles not knowing if they where talking about Vincent or somebody else. I quickly get a notepad and scribble down the hospital address. There's Nothing wrong in checking? I speed down the road and somebody tries to overtake me. I try pushing the brake but I was going to fast. I crash straight into the car causing me to loose consciousness.
I wake up after two days and I'm surrounded with people. There's Cassie and Amanda and all of my guy friends. They all come and hug me but I felt like killing them all. I had a black eye and multiple cuts. My perfect face is now ruined. Thats not even the issue that bothered me! I just feel so mad I want to destroy everything. I grab the bed sheets and dig my nails into the bed. I felt as if I was gonna explode with anger. I pull out the drip that was connected to the IV bag and throw it on the floor. I felt off balance when I tried to walk but You know what they say fuck it. I take off the ugly hospital gown and put on a fresh pair of clothes.
Everybody tried stoping me and when mike walked up to me to try and stop me that was my last straw. Who does he think he is? Does he really think I'll take orders from him? Nobody in there right mind would of dared to tell me what to do. I elbow him in the stomach resulting in him coughing up blood. Nobody tried stopping me after that. As I'm about to leave a doctor comes up to me saying "Hmm leaving without a doctors permission?"
"Does it look like a give a fuck?"
"Well, that's your choice. By any chance would you know who Vincent Salvatore is?"
"My fucking asshole of a husband."
"I need you to sign some papers then."
"I'm not signing shit."
"You are, now come with me."
I roll my eyes and follow the doctor down the hall to Vincent's room. He's sitting on the bed with his back rested against a pillow.
"Miss. Salvatore I need you too sign your husbands leave papers and some documents."
"Fucking piece of shit can't do it himself?" I say as my hands shake in anger.
The doctor holds my hands and that stops me from shaking with rage.
"Brooke why are you so angry sweetie? This isn't good for you're health you just got out of a severe accident and your leaving without a treatment this isn't good." He states.
"I don't give a fuck I'm just so tired of life." I say as I hit my hand against the wall causing a hole to appear. The doctor frowns and takes a seat next to me. I place my head into my palms.
"Brooke don't stress your brain please." Says the doctor sounding concerned.
I don't reply causing him to sigh before he leaves to get the leave papers.
"Brooke?" Says Vincent in a very calm voice.
"What." I say almost shouting.
"Listen you need to calm the fuck down and second what is your problem?"
"Nothing now shut the fuck up."
He walks up to me and sits down beside me.
"Listen Brooke I'm sorry."
"No you're not."
"I am okay? You know I never say sorry unless I really fucking am alright?"
"Fucking go to hell."
"Listen if my wife is so attractive and she's practically naked with somebody 5 inches close to her am I not suppose to loose my mind?"
"No you fucking shit."
"Okay I'm sorry. You know I drank to much because I missed you and then I ended up here. What about you?"
"Ew stop getting me sentimental. Secondly I saw the news so I thought I'd check out who it was, and then I got into a car accident."
He sighs as he places his arm around my shoulder. I remove his arm but he puts it back again causing me to chuckle.
"You can't stay mad at me forever bubbles."
"Yes I can."
"Really now?" He stares.
I start laughing and mumble a yes under my breath.
The doctor comes in with some papers that where like 50 inches thick.
I randomly start signing pages before the doctor says "You're suppose to read it."
"Nah fuck it I trust you."
I head out of the hospital to mike and everybody else in the hallway. On my way to the elevator I give mike a death glare. If he fucks with me one more time I swear to god I will kill him. Maybe I'll kill Katy to, my Goal on earth would be accomplished. Who has time to wake up at 4 in the morning just to do there makeup? Obviously dumb bitches like Kate. Maybe she has to hide her ugliness with all her makeup? why not just get your beauty sleep? It's called beauty sleep for a reason god, for fucks sake. I roll my eyes at the thought before pushing the elevator button to ground floor.