Worthless - part 8

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Worthless – Chapter 8

 

Tears streamed down my face as I was sat in the hospital waiting room. Lucas was practically dying on that bed and this was because of me. People kept looking up, but all I could do was hide my face. The guilt was building up inside more and more.

A shadow loomed over where I sat, not caring about anything anymore, until a deep voice made me gaze up. A tall man stood there with his hands in his pockets and suddenly my heart was in my throat.

“Miss Larkmon?” he said smiling a little

“That’s me, please don’t say-“my words  had been cut off as I didn’t want to know if he was dead , I didn’t think I could take much more if he was.

“He’s going to make it ...”

Relief rushed through me and I was speechless, they had managed to save my brother , none of this sunk in at all .

“Th-thankyou” I stammered carefully standing up. The man’s hands placed on my shoulder as he led me to Lucas’s room, but what if he didn’t want to see me, anyone else, but me. Since I was the one who caused this problem.  But I was his flesh and blood, he couldn’t just disown me .

If he was mad at me, what would it take for him to forgive me? Probably everything I had...

We entered the room and the doctor left us alone. Lucas laid on the bed with wires attached to him, but as soon as his eyes scanned me, he turned away disinterested.

I was prepared for this, to plead and beg forgiveness until I got tired and thought it was no use.  Standing beside his bed I tried to hold his hand, which he only moved away.

“Lucas-“

“How does it feel having a murderer of a boyfriend back? Feel good?” he cut me off quickly also startling me at what he just said.

“What? I didn’t take him back! Are you crazy?!-“Instantly I stopped myself, I didn’t come here to yell and shout the odds I came here to see how he was. Lucas finally faced me with pure anger and hatred in his eyes and to be honest it scared me.

“Me crazy huh? Tell me who fell in love with a player and a killer!?” his voice was sharp like a knife that would easily cut you open in a split second.

This was the moment tears started to well up in my eyes , if he only understood what I was feeling , how much guilt , and he was only making it worse .

“Look I’m sorry! I came here to see how you were, not to have a go at you “I cried

“Yeah well you’ve done your part so you can just...go?” he said bored turning away once again.

My body fell limp and heavy , was I just going to keep persuading and begging when I knew none of it was working?...or choose the easy option and walk out since he didn’t care?

“Wow, what kind of brother are you?” I huffed rolling my eyes and stormed out upset, angry  and confused at the same time  but there was one question...

How could he do this to me?

Pushing past people, I fell into a corner of the hall, and curling up into a ball, eventually breaking down into sobs.

*Lucas P.O.V *

Minutes went by and the question replayed in my mind

What kind of brother am I?

A brother who tries to keep Taylor alive but gave up in the end, but she came back to ...save me? At that moment I felt horrible fort what I had done. She was doing everything she could to finally say those words and I had pushed her away. Suddenly I pulled the wires off me , carefully getting up which hurt a lot and walked quickly trying to find the sister who had stuck by me all this time The pain in my stomach was starting to get worse  but it didn’t stop me  searching for Taylor.

“Taylor?!” I shouted brushing past people who looked at me like I was crazy, which I was, but I needed to know if she was okay.

Finally reaching the end of the hall , she sat there curled up , hugging herself like there was no tomorrow , her eyes met mine , but held no care whatsoever as she only had the look of  “ I’m sorry , but I’m giving up”  and she had every right to feel that way after all , she needed me badly. Weakly going over I dropped beside her.

“Taylor, I’m sorry, I know much you need me and...I need you. We can do this together” I croaked

My hand gently touched her shoulder but she flung it off as her arms wrapped around my neck, pulling me into a tight hug, when she whispered in my ear .

“Good, because I aint giving up on you just yet “

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