Counting Stars(Book One/Noel's Story)

Ch. 14: Sucked in the Blackhole

Ch. 14: Sucked in the Blackhole

Eric's p.o.v

I had been with her for at least seven hours and that still was barely enough time with her when Mr. Passenger and I switched places. He wouldn't tell me why he needed me to leave, he just kept saying it was best that I left. I didn't understand why until I stepped out the door.

What the hell was he thinking?

Why would he do this?

Why would he chose this out all things?

Nothing was making sense. I was confused and my head hurt like hell. What happened? What in the hell could have made him do a split second decision like this?

"Family for Steven Montgomery?" asked a doctor his face sullen and tired looking. It was clear he was tired and needed rest.

"I'm the closest thing he has to family." I whispered stepping up close to him.

"I'm sorry son, but we can't tell you anything. You have to be family."

"Well his guardian is dead. His father who abandoned him is in jail for kidnapping us. He hasn't spoken to his mother or any other family member for what I believe is over a decade besides she relinquished her rights to him. The person on all his fucking paperwork is in a coma and if she has awoken I will not let you send her into shock with this. So you see I'm the only family he has left. It may not be by blood, and although that means nothing to you it means everything to us. So please can you tell me what the hell is going on with him?" He wasn't the only one that was tired.

"He needs blood. He's O-." Was all he was able to say. Funny how just a little bit of what we've been through told to him makes him lose all bits of professionalism.

"So am I." I spat. He said nothing more as he turned and headed in the way he'd come from with me right behind him.

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Noel's p.o.v

"Dad I'm okay." I croaked with a raspy voice. It didn't matter how many cups of water I drank my throat still felt dry and I still felt groggy. Something was wrong and no matter how much I begged he just wouldn't tell me.

"Hey, I can be overly overprotective if I want. My daughter, you, almost died. I don't know if you get it or not, but you are my life. I love you."

"I love you too dad, but you can't help me with this. I'm alive now. That's all that matters."

"Sweetie, if you need to talk I'm here."

"That's just it dad. I don't want to talk about it. I don't want to think about it. I don't want to remember it. I want to act like it never happen. I want to pretend like my entire life has been different. That my mom didn't die when I was born. That we never met Matt. That he never did what he did to me twice in my lifetime. That it didn't happen repeatedly. That he didn't break me. That he didn't allow my high school bully to help him break me. That I didn't almost lose my best-friend and possibly the only guy I will ever be able to trust romantic. That someone I thought I could trust didn't completely turn against me. That a guy I see as a brother didn't almost die. I don't want to think about how this is my fault. All of this. I was the reason he was introduced to us. I was the reason we were raped the first time. I was the reason Beniyah bullied us. I was the reason Silver broke and told it all. I was the reason he came back. I antagonize him with that damn song. I'm the reason he came back. I'm the reason he kidnapped us. I'm the reason that he did it again! It's my fault! It's my fault! It's always been my fault!" I was full out crying and yelling. I didn't even hear when the nurses came into the room. I didn't notice when my dad had started crying. I couldn't make out the words that was being said to me. All I knew was that this was my fault.

"Eric! Eric help!" I yelled as a male nurse climbed on top of me. I was freaking out. No. What was he doing? "Eric help he won't get off of me! He won't get off of me!" I cried out just as I felt a pinch in my arm. "Ow! Eric! Eric help me!" I yelled feeling my body grow weaker. I couldn't fight back anymore. I never could. I don't even know why I tried. "Eric help." I whispered out before my body completely gave out on me.

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Eric's p.o.v.

Two pints of blood later and an extremely tiring walk back to Noel's room, even though I wasn't supposed too, later and I was more confused seeing Mr.Passenger face now than before I left.

"What's wrong?" I asked breathless almost stumbling down.

"Eric what's wrong? Are you okay?" he asked. This man still amazed me. Even with all the sadness in his heart he still had enough left to worry for me. It was still something I wasn't used to.

"I'm fine. I'm fine. I just gave blood for Steve." I breathed sitting down.

"Is he okay?"

"I hope so." I sighed. "So can you please tell me what is going on? I'm confused and I..." I paused realizing what I was about to say. "I just need to know that my friends are alright. They're all I have left."

"Son, Steve was shot. Apparenty Silver's monitor flatlined and he lost it. Apparently it was a machine error and she's fine. She actually woke up a bit after Noel did. Steve doesn't know that though. When the monitor flatlined he blamed her father and when they tried to calm him down he grabbed the officers gun and aimed it at Mr.Grey. He wouldn't listen to reasoning Eric. They shot him, but they think something was hit causing a lot of internal bleeding. He stopped breathing and they rushed him into surgery and that's when I came and got you."

"and Noel?" I asked not bothering to try and comprehend it all. I had little energy left. I was at a lost for words.

"They gave her a sedative." he sighed looking down as the color of guilt painted itself on his face.

"What? Why?" I asked feeling the last bit of my walls coming down. She was fine when I left. She was smiling and laughing with me the entire time. What in the hell could've went wrong so fast?

"It was me. I pushed to soon. I didn't know she would react like that. I didn't know." I could feel the anger filling me. I wanted to say something to him, but I didn't feel like it was my place. For the next few hours we sat there in silence until Mr.Grey came in saying they had to give Silver a sedative also. She wouldn't stop screaming for Steve. Mr. Passenger finally broke and told me that Noel had done the same and begged for me. I don't understand why anyone thought a male nurse on top of her after everything was a good idea. I don't get why anyone thought restraining her against her will after everything was a good idea. Why didn't anyone just come and find me? I could've calmed her down.

"I don't get it anymore Noel. I don't know how much more we can take. I'm trying to be strong for all of us, but I feel like I'm only sinking deeper. I-" I was interupted by a knock on the door.

"Ericson James?" asked the doctor. I cringed at the sound of my government name.

"Yes that's me."

"We did everything we could. I'm sorry, but nothing work. Steven died about ten minutes ago." It took a minute for his words to process before I realized what he was saying.

"It's not fair!" I yelled throwing the chair I was sitting in across the room at him. "How much more are we expected to take? He was scared. He got scared. He didn't want to be alone. None of us do. We don't deserve this. None of us ever deserved this. It isn't right! It isn't right. He's not dead! He's not dead." I cried breaking down to my knees and feeling arms wrapped around me. "He's not dead. It's not fair." I cried.