Just Coworkers| • Shayne Topp •

Chapter Twelve

Noah's P.O.V

I squinted at the lights that shined in my eyes. The strong medical alcohol scent made my nose burn. I saw a blurry man in front of me. I squinted more, trying to see who it was. There was someone behind him. I couldn't even make out the gender. I groaned at the pain on my sides. 

 I felt the man put something on my face. Quickly I realize that they were glasses. I opened my eyes, and there sat Anthony with bloodshot eyes. He gave me a smile and hugged me gently.

"Hi, Noah. How are you feeling?" He asked. I groaned and rubbed my eyes. My hands weren't tied anymore. 

"Hi Anthony. I am feeling okay. My head hurts, and my torso, but I should be good." I frowned. Rosimar isn't okay. This is all my fault. Had I reacted quick enough, she would have been fine, or if I let her drive. Everything would have been great. I wish I was in the coma, and she was okay. My eyes started to water.

"Hey, its okay. She will be okay. She will make it." I scoffed.

"I know you have your doubts, Anthony. You would not have been crying if you really believed that everything was fine." Anthony opened his mouth to speak, but instead, I heard another voice.

"She will make it. She is strong." I looked up and realized that the figure that was behind Anthony was Shayne. Anger started to bubble in my gut.

"What are you doing here?! Get out!" Something flashed in Shayne's eyes. Something I could not decipher. 

"Hey, Noah. Stop yelling. They will inject you again." Anthony whispered.

"I don't care! He shouldn't be here. He's a piece of shit. Leave, Shayne!"

"Noah, I-" I cut in before he could say another word.

"Leave!" At that moment, the nurse that injected me before rushed in.

"What's going on? Is everything okay?"  

Anthony's P.O.V

"I'm sorry, Rebecca. Noah is a bit worked up. I will get him to relax." I didn't want him to get injected again. He needs to be awake during all these hardships. Noah was breathing heavily. He was angry. His jaw was clenching, and his knuckles were turning pale. 

"Noah, please calm down. I know you don't want to get tied up, and injected again. Please relax." Noah started to cry. Rebecca walked out, and Shayne sat down on a nearby chair.

"How do you want me to relax, Anthony? My best friend is in a coma because of me. She could not make it. I can't live with myself if she leaves. There is no life after her." Noah sobbed. I grabbed onto his hand.

"Noah, she is strong. It is not your fault. People drive recklessly. Don't say that. If you truly know Rosi, you know she would want you to move on with life." Noah shook his head.

"What if I can't do it? What if things don't go right after she is gone? Life can't take her away from me. She is all I have. Sure I have other friends, but Rosi is special, Anthony. You know this!" I nodded.

"Yes, I know she is special. She is one of the best people you will ever meet, but you can't let yourself be destroyed."  Both Shayne and Noah looked at me weirdly. 

"What?" I asked, feeling awkward in their intense stares.

"It just... Rosi says that all the time. When things get rough. She always says that." Shayne responded. Noah nodded.

"She will be okay. Don't doubt her."

"Oh, God. I am so glad you are okay, Noah." Ian rushed in and hugged him. Noah lifted his arms weakly and hugged back. Ian looked over at Shayne and did not acknowledge his presence after the fact. 

"How are you feeling?"

"I am feeling okay. Slight pain on my sides, and a headache from my concussion." Ian nodded and smiled weakly. He looked over at Rosi.

"How's she holding up?" Ian was trying so hard not to cry. I knew him far too well.

"Not well. They don't know when or if she will wake up." I held on to my tears. Ian's eyes widened.

"No, man. This can't be happening." Ian sobbed as all the tears rushed down his face. He walked over to Rosi's lifeless looking body and held onto her hand.

Ian's P.O.V

"Please, you can do this. Don't give up. Don't let go. Stay strong please." I waited as I held onto her hands tightly. Not a single sign of consciousness came from her. I cried into her as I laid my head on her. 

"Don't go yet. You have so much time to live, dance, succeed... You have so much to live for. Don't give up on us." I sobbed. I felt a hand on my shoulder. Anthony was crying and hugged me. I cried into his chest. Nothing felt right at this moment. Had I let her stay at work, this would not have happened.

"This is my fault. If I had let her stay at work, none of this would have happened. Noah would not be hurt, and Rosi wouldn't be in a coma." Anthony hushed me.

"Don't blame yourself for something that couldn't be avoided. For a reason, this all happened. You did what you were supposed to do." I nodded and rested my head on his shoulder.

"Everything will alright."

"Excuse me, everyone. Visiting times are over. You guys need to leave." Rebecca said as she smiled at us sympathetically. We nodded and got up to leave. We hugged Noah and started to walk out.

Shayne's P.O.V.

"Noah, I know you angry at me, but please be careful. I love you, and please let me know if anything new happens with Rosimar. Please." Noah turned over in the bed and groaned at the pain. He hummed and said bye in a harsh tone. 

"Good night, Noah." He did not say a word, as I walked out of the room. Tears started to fall as soon as I made it to Anthony's car.

The silence fell among us as he drove back to Smosh HQ so that I could go home in my own car. I cried softly, but I could still be heard in the car. Anthony did not say a word. I calmed a bit.

"You aren't going to talk to me?" Anthony just kept looking forward.

"What could I possibly say to you, Shayne?" I scoffed.

"I don't know. Everyone just has been throwing me aside and it doesn't feel good." Anthony chuckled, darkly.

"What do you expect? You treated Rosi like shit! Do I have to remind what you did? You can't expect for people to ask you how you feel about the whole situation when just earlier today, you didn't care about Rosi, and how She and Noah felt." Anthony said as he pulled up to HQ. I scoffed and got out of the car. He rolled down the car window, as I started to get into my car.

"With that kind of attitude and behavior, you won't get anyone in your life again. Think before you act." He said as drove off home. My life had never felt this close to rock bottom. Ever...