Once in a Lifetime - Cody Simpson Fanfic

Chapter 12

"What?!" "We have to go now." "Why are they in hospital?" "Just get in the car, Delilah." "Do you want me to go home?" Jamie asked. "I'm sorry, Jamie." Mom appologized. "Don't worry, Charleen." Jamie smiled and left. "Let's go in seperate cars and meet there." Stacey said, Mom answered with a nod and we all got into our cars.

"Dylan and Drake Taylor?" Stacey said to the woman behind the counter. Mom was in a state, I knew that she was trying to hide her worry but it wasn't working. "Dylan is on floor three and you'll find Drake in the child and baby ward on floor five." "You seperated my boys?!" Mom raised her voice. "Let's go." Stacey pulled Mom away.

I had to catch my breath before I could follow. Everything seemed to be moving so fast but in slow motion, my head was spinning and I felt so light headed. "Delilah?" Matt called my name bringing me back to earth. "Yes?" "Did you hear what they said?" "Uh-" I looked around.

"We're going to go and see Drake while they go to Dylan." "Okay." I said and ran past him. "Slow down!" Matt ran after me. "He's everything to me." I stated blankly as we got into the elevator. "What happened, Matt? Why won't Mom tell me?" "Let's just go make sure he's okay." He forced a smile.

As soon as we entered the baby's ward our ears were filled with cries, laughs and chattering. One sound stood out to me. Drake's cry. I didn't even ask for where he was I just followed the distinctive noise. "Drake!" I spotted him. The last room in the end crib. "My baby!" I lifted the broken toddler into my arms.

He was attached to all kinds of wires and had scratches and bruises all over his body. He's too young to be in this state. "Matt, what happened to him?" I asked as I sat on a chair with Drake safley in my arms. "They were in a car accident." He said quietly as he wiped tears from my cheeks, tears I hadn't even noticed were there.

"They could of died." I realized. "But they didn't. They're okay." He assured me. "He's a baby, he's got no defences. He's so tiny." I reminded as I cradled his body in my arms. "Lilah, it hurts." Drake told me once he'd finished crying. "Where does it hurt?" I asked as I pulled the railings down and sat him in his crib.

"I just hurts." He looked at me with desperation in his eyes. Like he wanted me to fix this. "It's all gonna be okay, baby. I promise." I let him hold my fingers in his hand. We sat with him for a while until Mom, Stacey and Ella came with some food for him. "How long has he been asleep?" Mom asked.

"Like a half hour. He needed it though, the nurse said that he'd been crying ever since he'd gotten here." "At least he's resting now." Mom brushed her fingers over his chest as it rose and fell at a steady pace. "How come he's only in a diaper?" "His clothes were ripped and had blood on so they took him out of them and bathed him while they got the glass out him." Matt explained.

"Can I go and see Dylan?" I asked. "If you want." "Want me to come?" Matt offered. "I want to see him on my own." I said before kissing Drake's cheek and leaving. I knocked on Dylan's door before walking in. He's got his own private room.

"Hey." He smiled faintly. "Are you okay?" I asked as I sat next to him. "I've been better." "Did it hurt? Did you pass out?" "I passed out. All I heard was Drake scream and the next thing I knew was that I was in here." "Was it scary?" "Yes, the whole car spun out of control." "Wow." "Karma." He laughed lightly making me laugh.

"That'll teach you to beat up my boyfriend." I smiled. "How come you came to see me? I thought you don't like me?" "I'll always love you." I said which made the room fall silent. "Drake's okay." I spoke up as the silence got too intense. "That's good." "He has cuts, scratches and bruises and he says it hurts but he's okay." "Did you tell him I'm sorry?" "I don't think he knows what happened."

"I need to tell him I'm sorry." "Dylan, he doesn't know what happened. He doesn't need an appology." "He does." Dylan insisted. "Well then he deserves for you to tell him you're sorry. Not for me to tell him." I crossed my arms and relaxed in the chair.