I woke this morning at 11:00am. I go straight to my laptop to see if Luke Skyped me yet. No missed calls. He said he'd call early this morning.. Maybe he will soon.
I carry my laptop with me into the kitchen so I dont miss his call. I put some toast in the toaster and sit at the table, laptop open. I anxiously tap my fingers, awaiting his call. Maybe he forgot about me. He's probably so busy with his band, I'm just on the side. I understand though, he has to be there for his band and I shouldn't distract him.
My toast pops and I walk over to butter it. I spread it evenly on the toast, taking my time and hoping that the day will go by. Suddenly I hear a ringing. My heart starts to speed up and I smile. He didnt forget. I run to my laptop, only to realize that the ringing is coming from somewhere else. I look around the room, confused and find my phone ringing on the kitchen table. Maybe he was busy so he decided to call me instead? I get up and look at the phone. "Why is Ashton calling me?" I whisper to myself.
"Ashton?" I answer, confused. "Brooke, have you heard?" He sounds frantic.
"What? Whats going on?" Im almost shouting into the phone. He sighs loudly into the phone. My heart drops. "Did something happen to Luke?" I hold my breath, waiting for the answer. "I think it would be best if Michael told you." I hear some shuffling around and quiet talking that I cant make out. "Hey, Brooke." He sounds like he hasn't slept. "Michael, what happened?!" I scream in the phone, impatiently. "Its Luke, were in the hospital right now."
My heart stops.
I cant breathe.
"Brooke?"
I cant speak.
"Brooke, he had an anger attack last night. We were all asleep when he just started punching the wall, screaming and crying. He punched it so hard that the blood from his fists filled his whole bunk. He got up, and tried to go somewhere but he collapsed on the floor and passed out from all the blood loss."
I dont know what to do.
"Is he o- okay?" I ask in between shaky breaths. "Calm down, Brooke. Its okay." He assures me. "Let.. me talk to him." I struggle to say. "He hasn't woken up yet.." Michael tells me quietly. I drop my phone to the floor and it crashes loudly. I hear Michaels little voice in the phone screaming my name as loud as he can. I try to calm myself down. Dont have a panic attack. Dont have a panic attack. Dont have a panic attack. Breathe. I slow my breaths and run up to my room, leaving my phone on the ground. I have to go see him.
I have to pack and leave before my mom finds out. I quickly throw some clothes in a bag, with some essentials and head out of my room. They arent too far away, only about a 4 hour drive. I grab my phone off the kitchen floor and go out to my car. I realize Michael is still on the phone. "Michael?" I ask into it. "BROOKE!" a scratchy, tired voice yells. "ARE YOU OKAY? WHERE DID YOU GO?" I continue walking and get in my car. "Im coming." I state. "WHAT?! NO!" I start my car and pull out of the driveway. "Im leaving right now, Ill see you in a few hours." I hang up the phone and speed down the road.
*
Michael calls me for the 56th time, when I pull up to the hospital. I finally answer. "Wow, 56 calls." I say. "Brooke, where are you???" He yells at me, in anger. "Right outside the hospital." I hear him punch the wall. "I told you not to come!" I roll my eyes. "Michael, its fine. what floor are you on?" He angrily sighs. "The ninth." He says through gritted teeth. "Im coming up." I hang up the phone and make my way into the hospital, and up to the ninth floor.
Im standing on the elevator and suddenly become very nervous. Why did I come here? What if he never wakes up? What will Michael do? I take deep breaths, and close my eyes.
beep
Im on the ninth floor and I walk out, looking for familiar faces. I walk down the hall, looking in each door as I pass by. "Brooke!" I hear from behind me. I turn around to see Calums face. I run to him and quickly ask him where Luke is. "Hes in his bed, he hasn't woke up yet." He says while looking down. I look down too. "Can I see him?" He grabs my arm and leads me into one of the rooms.
Michael and Ashton are sitting in two chairs in the corner of the room. Michael stands up as soon as he sees me. I expect him to yell at me, but he just pulls me in for a hug. I think for a while that he will never let go, but he finally did. "Are you okay?" He sounds worried. "Who cares if Im okay, where's Luke?" I ask, impatient. He doesn't say anything, he just looks behind me. I whip around and realize that Luke is in here too. I walk over to him and see that he has huge bags under his eyes, his face is extremely pale, and he has layers of white bandages wrapped around his hands. Just seeing him like this makes me cry. All three boys walk over and embrace me in a hug.
Im not leaving this room until he wakes up.
