Chapter 18

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Song for the chapter: If the world was ending by JP Saxe and Julia Michaels.

Quote for the day: "Everybody plays the role of a saint when discussing another person's sins."

Beck's POV

"Hello are you Mr Beck Stone Anderson? Ella Brown has just been involved in an accident."

That call was going to haunt me  for the rest of my life. It reminded me of when my father had died and I prayed that in this case, I was going going to lose Ella.

I hated hospitals a lot. Just the thought of it made me feel so nauseous and it wasn't helping that I was sitting on the floor staring at door of the emergency room praying for a miracle.

They didn't allow me to see her when I got here because they said she was in a very critical condition and I had to wait outside.

I wanted to be inside with her, to hold her hand and tell her that everything would be fine. I wanted to run my hands through her hair and kiss her temples. I just wanted to be in there with her. I felt a lone tear escape my eye.

'Men don't cry Beck.' I said to myself.

I moved my hand to wipe it off but a hand held me back. I turned to see Doug staring at me and it looked like he had been crying too.

He sighed "Beck sometimes it's better to let it all out. It's better to cry and just let everything out. Scream if you want to Beck but please don't keep everything bottled in."

I broke down in tears for the first time in years and he rubbed my back in circular motions that didn't seem to help in calming me down in any way.

"I love you man but get your hands off me." I said chuckling lightly and he laughed.

"I love you too Becky even though that sounds weird."

I was grateful to God for having a friend like Doug but I was going to punch him if he didn't stop calling me Becky. I saw the old lady close to us smile.

"Oh Becky? Are you guys a couple?" She asked and Doug laughed loudly. Please someone remind him that we were in the middle of an emergency. "I'm Ella and it's nice to meet you boys."

I suddenly felt sad all of a sudden because my Ella was in that emergency room fighting for her life. I closed my eyes and prayed in my heart that she would make it out of there alive.

"Oh this is my best friend, Beck and I'm Douglas and no we're not a couple that's gross."

"You called him Becky so I thought..."

"No Ma'am that's just what he wants me to call him. He likes it when I call him that right Beck?"

I didn't even hear him talk the first time so he had to be tap my shoulder and I looked up at him angrily. When I noticed that they were both giving me odd looks, I realized that I must have been asked a question.

"Sorry you were saying?"

"Never mind it's nothing. Sorry Ma'am I'd like to talk to my friend here so we'll be going out for a walk."

"No I hate it when people call me that. Please call me Ella." I watched as she smacked his arm painfully but it looked like she didn't go easy on him because he winced out in pain. "Sorry my husband complains that I have a very strong palm. I'm sorry if I hurt you." Her voice sounded like she was hurt.

"No Ella you don't have to be sad, I'm fine." He smiled and held her hands.

"I know that. It's just that my husband doesn't like taking his medicine so that's why we always come to this hospital whenever he gets sick." She sobbed and I felt my hands reaching out to hold her frail hands in mine. She looked up at me in surprise and I smiled.

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