The Arrangement

9

Cole
I got a call from an unknown number.

C: hello?
??: hello. Is this Cole Sprouse?
C: yes. Who is this?
??: it's the hospital. There was an accident. Lili Reinhart is here.
C: I'll be there as soon as I can.

I hung up and raced to the hospital. "Hi. I got a call about Lili Reinhart?" I say. A nurse takes me to her room, and starts explaining what happened. "She got into a car accident. She's in a coma and we don't know when she will wake up." "Thank you." I say and she leaves. Chloe, Tess and Amy ran into the room. "Wh-what happened?" Tess cries. "She got into a car accident." I say quietly.

Lili
I opened my eyes and I was in the hospital. I was standing in a room, and my body was laying in a hospital bed, surrounded by mom, Tess, Chloe and Cole. "Mom? Tess? Chloe?" I call, but they don't look at me. "She's gonna be ok, right?" Tess asks. "They don't know." Cole signs. Why is he so upset? He hates me! "Please Lili. We can't lose you." Chloe says. I stand next to the hospital bed and put a hand to the body's cheek. Suddenly, the monitors start going off. The doctors were yelling for them to get out.

I opened my eyes, and I was surrounded by doctors. "Can you here me Ms. Reinhart?" one asks and I nod. "We are gonna take the tube out." another says. They take it out and I cough. "We are gonna let your visitors back in." they say and leave. Tess and Chloe hug me tightly. "You're gonna break me." I say hoarsely. They release me immediately. "Sorry." they mumble. Mom hugs me next. "Where were you going?" she asks. "I was pulling out of Cami's driveway, then I was at a stoplight. It turned green and then someone hit me. That's all I can remember." I say and she nods.

They left and Cole came in. "I'm glad you're ok." he says quietly, stroking my cheek. "Save the I told you so." I say. "Aw. Come on." he whines. "No. Save it." I say. "I'm sorry." he says suddenly, "for everything that I've put you through." "It's ok." I say. "No. It's not. You shouldn't have to say that. I should be a better person, but I'm not." he sighs, looking down slightly. I turn to face him. I cup his face. "You are an amazing person." I whisper before kissing him.

A doctor came in. "Based on the test results, you may not be able to sing properly again." he says. "So I'll never be able to sing again is what you're saying." I say. "That is correct. I'm sorry Ms. Reinhart." he walks out of the room. "I'm so sorry Lili." Cole sighs. "It's not your fault." I say. Cami came running into my room with Dakota. He carefully jumps on my bed and lays his head on my lap. "I am never dog sitting for you again. All he did was whine at the door." Cami breathes out. "He only does that when he thinks something is going on." I say quietly, petting his head. Another doctor came in my room. "Sorry ma'am, but the dog can't be in here." she says. "He's a service dog." I say. "I need the papers." she says. "No you don't. I wouldn't bring some pet in here. He is my service dog." I say, raising my voice. Dakota nudges me, and I pet him. "We still don't allow animals in the hospital." she says. "You will if I have a breakdown and he's not here." I glare at her. Dakota whimpers, nudging my hand. I take a deep breath and try to calm down.

She finally left my room after arguing. She came back a few minutes later. "Visiting hours are over." she says. "Bye Cami. I will see you later." I say. She hugs me, and leaves. "Him too." she points. "I can tell you are going to be a thorn in my side. I want a different nurse." I glare at her. "You don't get to chose who your nurses are." she says, annoyed. "Well. I guess you aren't my nurse anymore. I don't need you." I say, making her laugh. Dakota inches up closer to my face. "You can't just say I'm not your nurse anymore." she giggles. The doctor came in to check on me. "I want a different nurse." I say. "Why is that?" he asks. "She's trying to get rid of my service dog, and to get him to leave." I state, glaring at her. He looks at the dog, to Cole, to the nurse, and then at me. "I'll see what I can do." he pets Dakota, and leaves my room with the nurse following him. "Success." I grin. "I honestly thought you were gonna be stuck with her." Cole chuckles. "Oh god no. I always get my way." I say. "Is that so?" he asks. "It 'tis so." I say, "will you lay with me?" "All three of us aren't going to fit." he chuckles. "Please?" I beg. "Then Where is Dakota gonna stay?" he arches his eyebrow. "He can sleep on that two person chair. I don't want him on the nasty floor." I say. "It's a hospital. How is the floor nasty?" he asks. "It's still a floor. Hospital or not." I say disgusted, "Dakota. Go." I point to the bench type chair. He hops off the bed, and jumps on the bench. Cole gets in next to me and we fall asleep.

I slowly opened my eyes. Cole and Dakota were gone. The same nurse came in smirking. "Where did they go?" I ask. "I don't know?" she smirks. "You made them leave didn't you?" I ask and she doesn't answer. "Didn't you?" I feel a panic attack coming. I take deep breaths, trying to calm down. The nurse noticed and tried to touch me, but I would slap her hands away. I heard a bark and Dakota jumped on my bed. He sat on my lap and I hugged him tightly. "I'm ok." I whisper repeatedly. "What did you do?" I hear Cole asking the nurse. "I didn't do anything." she says defensively. "Obviously you did. Otherwise she wouldn't be having a panic attack." he raises his voice. I calm down and let go of Dakota. He moves to my feet, making sure I could feel his touch.

"Get out." I say. "Im-" I cut her off. "Get out." I repeat. "I'm the nurse. You can't just tell me to get out." she says. "Get out!" I yell. The doctor came in. "What's going on in here?" he asks, looking at my monitors. "She is trying to make me having panic attacks. She triggered the one I just had. I want her gone." I say. "Out." he tells the nurse. She was about to protest, but he gave her a look. "I am so sorry about her Ms. Reinhart. I will get you a different nurse." he says. "I don't want a nurse. I'm fine." I say. "You need a nurse to deliver medication." he says. "I've been doing fine with my medication on my own for years. When can I go home?" I say. "We need to run a few more tests and then you can go.

We get in Cole's car and he drives home. "What about my stuff?" I ask. "We can get you new stuff." he says, taking my hand in his. I pull them up, resting our elbows on the elbow rest. I rest by head against our hands as he drives. He pulls up at the house, and we go inside with Dakota following.