Dirty Little Secrets (Emblem3 fic)

Chapter 28 Please dont go

DREWS POV

My heart is aching. She's in a coma? a coma?! No no no. This isn't happening. "But I just got her back." I whisper as I drop my gaze to the floor, my vision blurring. "I know Drew." Riley chokes out in a sob before grabbing onto Keaton once more in a heap of sobs as Keaton rubs her back.

Right now all I want to do is see her and hold her but that's not even possible. I turn around to sit down but before I can I feel a hand on my shoulder. I look sideways and see Wesley staring at the floor just like I was. "Dude. She's going to be fine. She's tough and she's been threw hell and back. She's going to come back to you. To us. She loves you man. More then anything. She'll find her way back."

I stare at him for a second as a tear runs down my cheek. He looks at me for a second then purses his lips and sits down. He pats my shoulder. "I need her man. I need her more then life itself. I NEED her." I put my head in my hands as I lightly sobbed.

Wesley's hand stayed perched on my shoulder as footsteps crept closer. I looked up as a doctor came in. "Drew?" I stood up wiped my eyes confusion clearly in my face and walked over to him. "I'm drew." I choked out. "Yea I'm Dr. Christafano I'm Chelsea's doctor."

I shake his hand. "Are you family?" I knew it was coming. "I..." "Yes he's her husband." I turned as Riley got up and jogged over. Her eyes and face still red and puffy. "Ah yes that explains why she kept saying Drew when she was in the ambulance." My eyes widen as my throat closes. She was awake. Saying my name. I shoulda been there. I feel a Hand on my elbow as Riley clutches to it for dear life.

The doctors words bring me out of my thoughts. "She has severe bruises and internal bleeding not to mention her jaw was dislocated and nearly shattered. Her frontal lobe is damaged and were working on draining the blood." I clutch my heart as it tightens. Shit dude. Someone really didn't want her to live threw this. I feel more tears streaming down my face. "Im going to say this now. She's lucky she's in the state she's in. It was a close race."

I stare at him for a second before he speaks again. "The police will want to question you all since she isn't in the proper state to defend herself." I look behind him as three cops strolled in. "How long will she be...you know.." Riley asks as he goes to leave. "Im not sure. We need to get the swelling down on her frontal lobe first." what? This isn't temporary?! I feel light headed and need a drink.

The doctor leaves the room and the cops pull us all in different rooms. My cop looks like a younger version of vin diesel. "When was the last time you had a conversation with Chelsea?" This is stupid. Why are they asking me these questions when the person who did this is still out there?! I shake my head and sit down. "Earlier this morning."

He Waited for me to elaborate. I sighed. "We talked about our relationship." He scribbles in his note pad. "Did anyone want to hurt her?" I shake my head no. He scribbles again. "Did she have any enemy's?" I sigh. "Look I don't know how is this helping you find the person that did this?" He sighs. "Look kid I know it's rough. The girl you love may never wake up," I glare at him before he continues, "but we need your help figuring out who did this. An ex, an angry coworker, a complete stranger. Its all we need is a little background information."

I nod. I know he's right. "I have no idea who would do this." He jots that down. "It says here she was a rape victim a year or two ago. Maybe one of them did this?" I shake my head. "We sent half of them to jail." He jots that down too. After about a half hour he shakes my hand and walks off. "Hey," I look up. "Dont worry kid well get the bastards that did this to her. That's a promise." I give a small smile and he leaves.

I walk back into the waiting room. It's nearly midnight and rehearsals have been called off for tomorrow. Riley and Keaton are asleep on the couch. Wesley's on his phone. While I was with the cop Laraine, Breezy, Chelsea's Aunt, and My Mom have arrived. "Mom!" I kinda shout Happy to see her. She runs over and pulls me into a big hug. I've missed her hugs. "Drew, sweetie I am so sorry."

She puts her hands on either side of my face and kisses my forehead. "I know Mom." We walk over to where she's sitting. Im greeted by hugs and sad smiles. My Mom and I talk for several hours while Chelsea's in surgery. I start yawning mid sentence when Talking with my mom. "Drew baby get some rest it'll be awhile and well wake you if something changes. "But.." "Drew. I promise you."

I hug my mom and sprawl out on the couch across from her.

A few hours later I wake up. The room is empty. I panic. Is she awake?! Is she gone?! No no positive thoughts man positive thoughts. I run out of the room and it seems the whole hospital is empty. What the hell? I run to each room all empty. What the fuck man?! The room starts to spin and I can't tell which is which. I drop to my knees.

"Drew?" Everything stops. My head snaps up. That voice. That voice can't be. Can it? I turn around on my knees and nearly collapse back. There she is. Standing right in front of me.

"Chelsea?!" I gasp.

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Boom. I updated for all of you lovely people who still read this. I hope you like this very shit chapter. Might update again tomorrow sweets! love you all.