Seizures//Noah Schnapp (not complete)

Chapter 12

Heather's POV

I woke up late Tuesday afternoon. I'd gotten six calls from Katie.

I rolled out of bed and went downstairs. My parents were not awake so I had the house to myself. I made myself a nice breakfast of scrambled eggs and burnt toast. What a great start to the day. I say on the couch and turned the tv on.

I'd been planning to call Katie back but I got distracted by what was on the tv.

"The young actor Noah Schnapp is finally out of the hospital after being in a deadly crash that killed three, Caroline"

"Thank you Amber, Noah Schnapp was seen leaving the hospital at around 4:00 yesterday evening. It was rumoured he was in a deadly crash this Saturday. We are able to identify the three who were killed. Mitchell Schnapp, Lauren Diaz and Hailey Diaz. We are very sorry to both the Schnapp and the Diaz family and friends for their loss. We'll have more on this later, back to you Caroline,"

"Thank you Amber, such a tragedy......."

I grabbed the remote and turned the tv off. I sat there for few minutes doing nothing. I didn't know Lauren's mom had died. Still I sat there. Not moving or doing anything when a warm tear rolled down my face. And if wasn't just one tear. It was a waterfall.

After my breakdown I decided to call Katie back. I was planning to do so before but I got distracted by the tv.

I dialled her number praying she would pick up. When she picked up she showered me with questions. I told her to meet a me at the small Coffee shop near my house and she said she'd be there.

I ran upstairs and got dressed. I was in no mood to plan out an actual outfit so I threw my grey roots sweatpants on and a Nova Scotia lifeguard hoodie. I went back down the creaky wood stairs and into the kitchen. My parents wouldn't mind if I left would they?

I don't know anymore. I wrote a short note telling them where I was and who I was with and I used my favourite purple pen. I stuck it on the fridge and left.

As I was walking to the coffee shop I took in my surroundings. It was a cool winter day and the trees were lined with a light blanket of snow. The way the icicles were draped off the rooftops of all the houses reminded me of all the Christmas books I used to read when I was little. I hadn't heard it but I guess it had snowed last night. I was so concentrated on my own thoughts I didn't see that the coffee shop was growing nearer and nearer.

As I walked right past the shop i felt a sharp pain in my back and knew instantly that Katie was behind me, digging her recently sharpened nails into my flesh.

I turned around and squealed when I saw her. A smile broke on my face and we were hugging. I was so happy to see her I almost started crying.

"Heather! I haven't seen you in forever! You need to spill the tea sister!" Said Katie, dragging me into the coffee shop.

"Ok I will let's get a drink first ok," I responded, flustered by her reaction. I thought we were going to have a serious talk about what happened at the crash and about...you know.

Lauren.

I ordered a small eggnog latte and Katie got a gingerbread hot chocolate. Once we got our drinks we sat in the corner of the store to catch up on each other's lives.

"Katie, I'm on the cast of Stranger Things!" I whisperer yelled cause it was a secret.

"I know! This is the best thing ever! My best friend is in the cast of Stra-" I cut her off mid sentence.

"Shut up! It's a secret!" I snapped sounding harsher than I meant to.

"Sorry I didn't mean to go all bitchy there but it's a secret okay?"

"Ya I understand," she sighed.

As caught up with each other I found out that her parents were getting a divorce and her dad is now an alcoholic.

"Shit Katie, I'm sorry that really sucks," I muttered looking down at my latte.

"It's ok, how has your FAMILY been?" She asked emphasizing on the words family cause I guess before I had been rambling on about Stranger Things and all that stuff.

"Well, we are mostly good, my mom is still a mess and cries all the time so my dad mostly does everything and Alex is...well... still gone," I said struggling for the right words to describe what I'm feeling. Judging by the look on her face I don't think she knows that her brother is tuck on the mountain with my brother.

"I thought the hockey tournament would be done by now, I guess I was wrong," said Katie shrugging.

"Katie," I said slowly, "it is done,"

"Then why aren't they back back yet?" She asked, voice quivering with fear.

"Well, there was a snowstorm and well, they ummm, they got, ummmmm, stuck on the mountain," I sighed, letting it out. She wasn't going to take this well.

I was right. She looked at me, desperately scanning my face for any signs of a joke but there was none. I took hold of her hand as her eyes pooled with tears. I knew how close her and Ryan were. They were closer than Alex and I and Alex and I are really close, so this must have hit her hard.

As the tears fell she sat there silently. Not doing anything. Then out of nowhere she whispered "Why didn't they tell me?"

Then she said it again. And again. And again. She just kept on repeating it. Over and over and over again until I spoke up.

"Let's go Katie,"

As I said it stood up and collected my stuff and Katie's. Dumped our trash in the garbage and then went to get Katie. She stood up automatically and left. I was slightly shocked that she could do that much. She was a downright mess. I followed her out of the store and went to walk beside her.

"Katie I think you should go home," I said, putting a hand on her back and steering her in the direction of her house. She didn't stop walking she just kept on going, silently.

"Are you gonna be ok?" I called as her feet took her in the direction of her house. As I expected there was no response. So went home in an even worse mood than I had been before.

I had just destroyed my best friend and I felt terrible. She was going through enough already and I just had to go along and make it worse. My feet carried me home as my thoughts got the best of me. All I could think about was Alex. Was he ok? Is he dead? Hurt? God I hope he's ok.

As I made my way up the steep, slippery stairs I fell. I tried to grab on to the railing but it was on my cast side and I couldn't grab on to the railing with a cast on my hand so I had no other option then to fall. When I fell something must have hit my arm cause pain shot thought it and I cried out in pain. Curse me and my clumsiness.

I slowly went back up the stairs and let myself into the house. I looked around and nothing had changed. The house was still and silent. Just the way l liked it. I went to the medicine cabinet in the bathroom and took some Advil for my hand. I went upstairs to get my sketchbook to see if I could still draw.

But when I pushed the door open I wasn't prepared for what awaited me in my room.