My best friend Brad (the vamps fanfic)

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Sorry if you have to re-read the last chapter to get this! xxx I hope you like this, I know it took me a while to write!

Baby! Baby! Wake up please!" Brad cried by her bedside.

I couldn't stand this, everybody was on edge all the time, most of us going days without sleep.

I looked around the cold room, greeted by hollow strained faces.

Tristan and James sat in the corner talking quietly though their bloodshot eyes showed it wasn't just general conversation.

Carly had left to get coffee, though the reason she volunteered was more to get out of this damn place.

We still aren't speaking and I'm not sure why. She said she wants space yet I've seen her with a guy in town and they seemed pretty cosy.

"Connor! She won't respond! Wake up! Open your eyes baby please?" Brad cried falling on the floor still clutching her hand.

He's been like this since the accident.

Staying way past visiting times, by her side, he hasn't slept in a week.

And she hasn't opened her eyes in a week...

He constantly talks to her, about everything from the weather to their relationship... and it always ends in his broken voice pleading her to talk back.

But the rest of us are coming to accept.. she can't hear anything, let alone his cries.

"Connor! Tell her tell her to listen. Tell her I'm sorry for dragging her to that pub, sorry for starting this. She wouldn't be hurt... if I hadnt.." he broke down crying. I couldn't watch this anymore.

"Brad stop." i muttered lifting him back to his feet. "Go home and get some sleep."

"Go home! Go... and leave her here? What if she wakes while I'm gone! I have to be here for when that happens." He shouted, at no one in particular.

"You need to face the reality mate." James stood up, dragging a hand through his hair.

"James..." Tristan said slowly and I couldn't help but feel uneasy as well.

"Brad you and I both know this, you just don't want to believe it." James mumbled sleepily. "It's not a 'when she wakes up', it's an 'if'."

I felt Brads arm tense and I quickly pulled him back but it was too late.

"Do you really believe that?" Brad stepped away from us all, backing towards the corner.

"Tristan?" Brad looked at his guilty face and it was obvious Tris' answer.

"Connor?" He turned to me and I couldn't help but look down, a horrid feeling in the pit of my stomach.

"You don't think Lils will pull through?" He stuttered, backing further into the corner.

"Brad..." I started.

"....It's been a week. She hit her head hard on that bar, it was cut in 7 places, it's time to realise...." James butted in.

"Fuck off!" Brad screamed.

"Dude..." Tristan started to walk towards him.

"No seriously get out!" He shouted pushing Tristan away. "Now!"

He pointed towards the door and knowing he wasn't going to accept it, we left.

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CARLY POV

It wasn't like I wanted to leave her but staying in that bare hospital room was just making me more depressed.

I was tired of looking down to see a weak ghost version of my best mate.