Hey hey guys! Another AleHeather fic! YAY!
Disclaimer: I don't own Total Drama, or even the idea for this story. There's this awesome pic on DeviantArt that LOVED, so I asked the author (MirrorCover) if I could make a one-shot based off of it. And, yippie, she said yes!
I remember…
His eyes…
"Are y'all looking for Alejandro Burromuerto?" the female doctor asks in a slight Southern accent.
"Yes, yes!" Chris groans, crossing his arms. "Hurry up and let us see him, I want to go home!"
The doctor looks us over. "There's, like, twenty four people here."
He raises his eyebrows. "Yeah, so?"
"You can't all see him at the same time."
Ha-ha!" Owen giggles as Chris's little niece, Ava, trots over to Noah. "Look, Noah, she likes you!"
His charming (but shark like, always ready to devour) smile…
I rub my arm, covered with gauze from where the boulder grazed it on Hawaii.
"Look," Chris starts. "We have to hurry. I have a plan to catch in twenty."
The doctor rolls her eyes. "Fine, come with me,"
She leads us to a room in the back of the hospital.
"Here," she says. "But only for ten minutes."
I remember when he kissed me…
It wasn't fake…
I knew…
I look on the hospital bed, and almost tell the doctor she took us to the wrong room.
His forehead and arms were wrapped in gauze, and probably more, only most of his body was covered with a blanket. His eyes were directed on the television, but it was on a commercial, so I'm not sure what he was watching. And, he doesn't seem to notice all twenty-something of us entering the room.
I look around the room. Two guys, about twenty and twenty four, are sitting in the corner. The older one is tossing a soccer ball around, and the other has his eyes closed, and he's breathing steadily. The each looked like older Alejandros', sort of.
I hear Ava start whimpering behind me, which, of freakin' course, sets Owen off.
"Oh, Al!" He sobs, hugging Alejandro. "I'm so sorry!"
I hear Courtney crying, and LaShawna comforting her, murmuring, "It's okay, girl, he'll be okay…"
"Oh, we're so sorry, blah, blah, bye!" Chris quickly leaves the room, followed by everybody but Courtney and me.
This can't be Alejandro…
"What- are- you- doing- here?" Courtney gasps, blowing her nose. "You're the one who did this to him!"
I open my mouth to protest, but shut it. Alejandro still keeps his eyes on the screen.
"I know," I admit. "I'll leave, just…"
I slowly walk over to the bed, and put a note on the night stand. I exit, leaving Courtney and Alejandro to themselves.
"And I can't believe you cheated on me, Alejandro Burromuerto!" I hear Courtney screech behind me.
