Chloe POV
Emily walked in and I could see the tears in her eyes. I knew her and Beca were semi close. And it pained to see her like this but I couldn't bring myself to speak. Not even say, "It's going to be alright." Just to reassure the young girl. But we sat there in silence till a doctor came in. He broke the silence and Emily got up and left. I watched as she left the room and then looked back at Beca.
"I just have to check the wounds on her stomach. That alright?" He asked. I nodded my head, knowing no words were going to come out. I kept my hold on her hand and watched as the doctor slowly pulled down the blanket and then carefully, slowly lifted Beca's hospital gown up. I gulp and shiver at the sight of her stomach. And I can't even see anything. Bandages cover her whole stomach. "Just a fair warning, the wounds are pretty bad and they are critical." I nod as he starts undoing the bandages.
He gets the bandages all off and I have to close my eyes and look down. Purple and black bruises covered her stomach. "Where are the detectives?" I asked, through gritted teeth.
"I'm not sure," he spoke. I picked my head up and looked at him, giving him a cold, hard, death glare.
"Where's the detectives, doctor?" I asked once again, more power into my voice. The doctor looked up from Beca's wounds and locked eyes with mine.
"Community room C with one of the girls who came with you," he spoke calmly. I stood up and let go of Beca's hand. Though it hurt letting go of it, I knew I had bigger problems to deal with. I opened the door and looked around the room to find someone to sit with Beca. I found Aubrey and went over to her quickly. I grabbed her hand and dragged her into Beca's room.
"Stay with Beca. I'll be back," I said and got out of there before she could question me, I walk to Community room C and just barge in. There I find Emily with the detective. "Emily go back to the girls." Emily got up but was seated by the police officer. "Aca-cuse me? Do not touch her. Emily go now."
"Emily sit down," the detective said. I looked at the detective and put my hands on the table and leaned on it.
"Trust me lady, you're not going to want a college student in here of what I'm about to ask you." The detective looked at me to Emily. The detective points to the door. The officer goes to grab Emily when I stop him. "No, no touching. Emily go. Stay with the girls." Emily gets up and goes out of the room. I look at the detective and stare coldly into her eyes. "I want answers and I want them now."
"Well shoot me with questions." I bite my lip and wait a second. Then proceed.
"What really happened to Beca? Because my thinking due to the wounds on her wasn't due to attempted suicide." The detective sighs and throws a profile case in front of me. I look at it then look at the detective. "What is this?" She points to it and waits. I roll my eyes and pick it up. I open it and see pictures from the crime scene. I read the description: Attempted murder? Attempted suicide? Murder weapon found?
"There was a steel rod found near Beca when police had arrived." I dropped the file.
"Well that explains the bruising on her stomach. Is that all you got?" I said. The detective nodded her head yes. "You have got to be kidding." I laughed at this.
"Chloe, I know that Beca's your friend-"
"Okay, let me stop you right there. You have no right coming here and trying to make me feel better. She could've died, last night and you know who's fault that would've been. Yours. It would've been yours because you're suppose to protect the civilians." I stood up straight and walked out of the room. I walked back to the girls and seen them all around the window. "What's going on?!" Panic rose in my voice. Fat Amy turned and looked at me.
"Chloe," she made a weird face.
"Amy don't."
"Chloe." I made a stern face and pushed through to get to the door. I felt arms wrap around me.
"Let go of me!" I shouted, fighting back. "Let go!"
"Chloe, we can't let you go in there," I heard Aubrey's voice. I looked up and seen her in front of me.
"And..why not?!" I kept fighting.
"Because...we just can't." Immediately my brain started panicking. Doctors came rushing through and they opened the door. I looked inside and seen Beca spazzing out. My eyes widened and i started screaming. I fought harder than i had been and ended up hitting Cynthia Rose in the face. She let go of me and I ran in the room. There stood Emily staring at Beca, tears running down her face. Doctors were rushing to try and figure out what was going on. They were putting Beca on her side. I ran over to Emily and turned her around and held her close. I watched the doctors closely. And then I heard it. I heard the sound of the monitor going blank. I let go of Emily and ran over to Beca and grabbed her hand.
"Mam, you can not be in here!" One doctor shouted over the chaos.
"I don't care! Save her life!" I shout and look at Beca's face. I squeeze her hand tightly and keep a hold of it.
"START CPR!" They started doing CPR on her. I watched closely, tears running down my face. I turned around to find no Emily. I look by the door and see her with the girls. I nod and turn my attention back to Beca. Suddenly everything, everyone stopped. I watched Beca and seen her chest going up and down on her own. I look at the doctors and they look around. They put her back on her back and they all leave except her original doctor.
He stayed behind and checked a few things. I sat there watching. Soon he walked out and I turned quickly. "Doctor," I paused as he turned and looked at me. "Will you close the door behind you?" He smiles a bit and nods. He closes the door and I look at Beca. I take my free hand and move the hair out of her face. I smile a bit, but the smile fades.
"Beca...I dont know if you can hear me or if you are even there anymore. But I'm still here. I'm waiting for you, Becs," I pause looking down, closing my eyes. I look back up and squeeze her cold, pale hand. "It's as if I was drowning and you saved me. Without you I'm nothing...I feel nothing. So if you're still in there, if you can hear me. Please, please try for me. Wake up Beca. Please."
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I'm Still Hurting //Bechloe Fanfic//
Fanfiction"I've been hurting for a long while," I whisper. "Wanting to tell her how much I loved her...but...but I just couldn't bring myself to say it. And she's had the same problem. Now look." I look up and look at Beca. "And now I'm still hurting."
