Tough Love-A Brallie Story

Coma

Chapter 39

Brandon’s Point of View

When I hung up with Mariana I start running around the hotel room grabbing my stuff.

“Woah! Where are you going?” JJ asks as I am rushing towards the door.

“There is something wrong with Callie.” I say quickly and try to find the keys to the car we rented.

“Like what?”

“I don’t know! She is going to the hospital with Mariana and I need to get there. Where the hell are the keys?!” I yell. I feel a couple tears fall down my face, that I didn’t know were there.

“Hey calm down…we will take you so you don’t kill yourself.” Max tells me. “Let’s go.” I nod softly and we walk out to the car and get in. Max driving, me in the passenger seat and JJ in the back.

After 10 minutes we get to the hospital and I run in as fast as I can. I look in the ER and see Mariana sitting in the waiting room sobbing. 

“Mari…” I say and she look up at me and runs into my arms crying. “What happened?” I asks with tear falling down my face.

“I don’t know the whole thing but she said James hurt her. She looked really bad B. She had a cut on her cheek and a black eye. But when I gave her a hug she started screaming and holding her side. She couldn’t breath, and she actually passed put. I couldn’t do anything to help her.” 

“Shh.” I sooth her, even though I am freaking out as much as she is. “Did you call Moms?”

“Yeah, when I got here.” I nod softly and pull her to my chest again. “I am so sorry! I should’ve done something else! She stopped breathing and they just took her away and didn’t tell me anything!”

“This isn’t your fault! When she gets better we will ask her what happened. And none if it will be your fault!” I sooth her.

We pull away from the hug when I hear Moms, Jude, and Jesus walk through the doors.

“What happened?” Stef asks worriedly.

“I-I-…” Its starting to sink in that she stopped breathing for awhile. I start hyperventilating.

“Brandon? Breath!” Lena says sitting next to me.

“S-she stopped breathing…” I choke out. Lena reaches to put her hand on my shoulder. “Don’t touch me!” I yell and back away from everyone. “I need air.” I walk out the doors to outside in the sun. I take a deep breath and sit at a bench. 

“B…” I turn to see my Mom (Stef) walking towards me.

“She can’t die! Mom, she can’t! I won’t be able to deal with it.”

“She won’t die…she is tough, she will make it.” I let my tears fall and I rest my head on her shoulder. “Let’s get inside, so we can wait for the doctor.” I nod my head and follow her inside.

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We were waiting there for about 6 hours when James and Alison came into the E.R. I look up and see James and all this anger runs through me.

“What the hell did you do to her!?” I yell as I push him against the wall.

“Brandon Michael Foster!” Mom yells at me.

“She told Mariana what you did to her!” I yell.

“I think you should let go of me son.” he says with a scared smirk. I don’t want to let go but my mom and Jesus pull me back.