Chapter Thirty One: Brooke
The soft beat of a monitor fills my ears as I start to wake up. But I could not for the life of me open my eyes.
"Oh, please Brooke. Just wake up. I need you." James says, sobbing quietly.
He grasps my fragile hand and squeezes the life out of it.
I losing consciousness...
I wake up again, but this time, James isn't the only one in the room this time.
"Mr-" A male voice starts
"Just James, please Doctor."
"Okay. James, I'm afraid if Brooklyn doesn't wake up within the next 24 hours..." He clears his throat, "I'm sorry. But if she doesn't wake up within the next 24 hours, we will need to pull the plug.."
I wanted to scream out. Demand to know what's wrong with me. Thrash out. Just do something to let them know I was alive.
Obviously the doctor had left, as I hear the screech of the chair then the crying of James. Again.
I feel terrible. All I want to do is comfort him and tell him all is going to be okay. That I'll wake up and everything will go back to normal.
Again, I loose consciousness.
This time, I wake up to the sound of James AND Sam.
"Who are you? How do you know Brooke?" James questions, playing the role of the big brother.
"I'm her boss, Sam. And you are?" Sam asks
"I'm James, Brooke's best friend." This makes me smile.
I can practically hear the gears turning in Sam's head. He's obviously thinking we're more than friends because of what I told him at work.
"So, er. Did, em. D-did she tell you about last night?" Sam asks James awkwardly.
No no no no!! Stop Sam! Stop right there!! I scream at myself
"What about last night?" He growls at Sam.
"...She was with me." He says slowly.
"What time last night." He questions awkwardly.
I bet Sam was beginning to think that James was crazy.
"Round about 9:30 at the shops." He says.
Well done Sam, you've gone and put yourself in it now...
"You little fucker!" James growls at Sam.
"Excuse me?" Sam scoffs.
"You bastard!! This is your fault!! She wouldn't be in this situation if you angered her!" He shouts at Sam
"I literally have no idea what you're on about." Sam says clueless.
"When she came home, she immediately went back out to.... Somewhere." James saves himself.
"Well maybe if you were a good friend you would of stopped her."
"Shut your fucking mouth! You don't know who I am! You don't even know what me and Brooke have been through!"
"I don't have to! I can just tell you're a dick from just meeting you now."
"Watch your mouth! Don't speak that way in front of Brooke." James warns.
At this, Sam shuts up.
But not long after they start full on arguing. And it wouldn't take a genius I figure out they were chest to chest.
When they practically started screaming at each other, I really wanted to knock their heads together. And just knowing I couldn't really frustrated me.
The monitor in my left ear started going crazy and I felt a sharp pain in my rib cage and head.
Both Sam and James are by my side now, and I can just tell they're freaking out.
"Come on, sweet cheeks!! Wake up for me!! Think of your family.. You can't leave them yet." James tried to wake me up.
"Leave? Leave? What do you mean leave?!" Sam panics.
Of course, he doesn't know I have 12 hours left.
"She has 24 hours left, and if she doesn't wake up. They pull the plug!" James explains bluntly, not sugar-coating it even the slightest.
"I won't allow them." Sam growls menacingly.
The monitor is still going crazy, and I feel as if I'm in the exorcist, when the patient is going crazy on the bed.
My back keeps arching and I'm just begging to scream out, but my body isn't agreeing with me.
"DOCTOR!!" Sam screams.
I hear James thudding boots run into the corridor and call for help.
I wonder how long I've been in a coma for?
And then the darkness overtakes again.
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I wake up, and by the sounds of it. It's just Sam in the room. AND I HAVE AN OXYGEN MASK ON!!
What the actual fuck?!
"Brooke. I cannot begin to explain how sorry I am. I shouldn't have reacted the way I had..." He apologises.
It's silent, And I feel him reach for my hand. "You, misses, have some explaining to do when you wake up." He whispers in my ear.
His voice is husky. My heart literally skips a beat.
Like literally.
He must of heard it on the monitor because he gasps in awe.
"Did your heart just. J-just skip a beat?" He asks me. Not that I can reply.
He's silent for a few minutes. Just holding my hand.
"You need to wake up soon, my love." He tries to say strongly.
But his next words break him, and his grip on my hand tightens. "You only have 12 hours left."
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