Secrets | Thomas Sangster Fanfic

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

"where is he" I say anxiously, standing up looking around franticly hoping to see Callum. "Where is he" I yell. Tate pushes me back down into the chair. "Tate! where is he? Callum ! Callum ?!" I scream starting to cry. I feel the wheelchair starting to move. "Evans, calm her please" a doctor says from across the hall. "Sorry" he responds. " Erica just calm down please I will take you to him but only if you calm down" But I cant. I fell like a tornado of hell has just ripped me apart.

Callum. My brother. Actually he was more then that. He was my twin. He was basically half of me. He stopped pretty much and guy who ever tried to hurt or take advantage of me. He was there by my side through my entire treatment. He's always been there for me. I cant live without him.

We stop moving in front of a room. he walks in. Closing the door behind him leaving me in the hall. "Erica, are you okay! "My dad says running up and hugging me. "Hey dad, yeah I'm fine hows Callum?! he's okay isn't he?" 

My dads eyes fill with tears. He goes to open his mouth but closes it when he sees a doctor leaving the room Tate went in to. "Erica, come with me" the doctor says. he's male, around mid 30s. Tall bleach blond hair, menacing brown eyes. He walks me over to a bench where he sits down so he is at my level.

"Erica... your brother he was hit pretty hard during the crash, his head smashed through the window. He's alive. but his brain is very damaged. He's in a medically induced coma right now. To help with the pressure in his head"

"But he's going to be okay isn't he?" I say trying to reassure my self even though I have just heard possibly the worst news any one could ever hear.

"Once we do more tests we will be more certain on the outcome, but at this stage we are still unsure how much longer he has got"

At least he's all right, right? at least he's not dead in a ditch on the side of the road. This is all my fault. I should have not let Thomas drive whilst he was so angry. I shouldn't have keep pestering him though, pestering him to let me drive. Bad things shouldn't happen to good people. its unfair.

"Would you like to see him?"

I shake me head. I couldn't see him. I couldn't see what I had done to my brother. I have ruined his life. I wheel myself back to my room. 

"Thomas, its me.
I cant believe you're not here.
I thought Callum was one of your best friends.
We are the ones that are injured
me and Callum. 
And you are the one who cant handle it.
I thought you said you loved me
and you are leaving me.
When I am at my worst.
I trusted you.
I need you"

"Hey are you alright?" Tate says coming from behind the corner of the door. "I'm fine I just need to get out of here" I say taking off my gown. Tate turns around giving me privacy but to be honest I didn't really care any more. I didn't care if I died right now. I would. to save Callum. His future was much more bright then mine anyway. "How about we go for a drive? I mean technically you aren't really allowed to leave yet but its probably going to do no use if you stay here" Tate suggests holding out his had for me.

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"So you're saying that Thomas was in a really grumpy mood and he lashed out at you for no reason?" He says as we drive along the freeway. "Well I don't think I did anything wrong, but I probably did. I kept pestering him to give me the wheel because his driving was all over the road. But then he got really mad" I say looking at my phone to see if he had replied. He hadn't. 

"No that is not you're fault. defiantly not. So then he basically swerved into Callum's car. You blacked out and he didn't even have the decency to see you or Callum in hospital. and you still like him?"

"I don't know if I do or not if I am being honest"

"Are you guys together or...." Tate says turning into a car park on the side of the road. It looked over the entire of the town. Its getting late now so the lights are the things that are lighting it up.

"No... I mean we went on a date and stuff but yeah that didn't end the greatest."

Its quiet for a bit. I'm still trying to process everything that has happened. I cant believe it. This has to be a dream. But its not. And now I'm just pathetically sitting on the side of the road with my 'doctor' on the verge of tears. And its all my fault. I have no one to blame.

"Why did you get so involved in science after your heart, I mean you had nothing to do with it before then and now it seems like your life obsession"

I sigh. the truth was I obsess over things. I like science I really do, and I want to help people too. But the real reason with out having something to focus on. I know 100% no doubt that I would be severally depressed if I hadn't killed myself by now. The fact that I have something so massive that I can focus on. Like for example if I was to hard out fangirl over a band or something. Theres only so much I can stalk and watch and listen ect. With science its a never ending path of knew things. Having something to focus on makes me forget whats really happening in my life.

"I just like it"

He smiles softly looking at me. "Look I know thats not the whole truth but you don't need to tell me... but I have a proposition for you. I know that you are really good at biology like top of the class. Would you like to come work at the hospital with me for the rest of the year?"

"I would love to! is that even legal"

He just smiles and puts his index finger to his lip and winks "shh" 

This story is getting worse and worse by the chapter... I'm sorry you had to wait so long for such a shitty update.