Eleanor's POV

I was crying my eyes out. Every second a river of tears was traveling down my face. I was sitting in front of my unconscious best friend, who was resting in a hospital bed. I wasn't quick enough, I wasn't strong enough. I could of helped the love of my life, but no. My out of shape body wouldn't travel any faster no matter how hard I ran… My small body was blocked by the surrounding crowd no matter how hard I pushed… I'm fucking useless… that's what I am.

Both my sisters and both his brothers were in the room , waiting for the doctor to return to the room to report Theodore's condition. Alvin an Brittany were sitting on opposite sides of the room, but equally concerned for the injured chipmunk. Jeanette was hugging me, and Simon was nervously fidgeting in his chair so much that it was shaking. Dave left work as soon as he heard his youngest son was taken to the hospital. I knew he was driving as quick as he could, despite the traffic. A nurse passed by our room, and everyone immediately looked at the door.

We all looked away irritated. Brittany started to nervously bite her nails. Which was strange because she liked to keep her nails in good condition and she found nail-biting disgusting. She managed to bite one of her nails off, and it hit Alvin's forehead causing him to scowl.

"I JUST CAN'T GET A BREAK FROM YOU, CAN I?" Alvin snapped.

"Fuck off Alvin", Brittany said not even looking up.

"HELL NO. I'm tired of taking shit from you!" Alvin barked.

"That's bullshit. You start most of our arguments. You take shit you created yourself", Brittany said through gritted teeth.

"OH HO HO. So I started the fact that I was never good enough for you. I started the fact that you hide your insecurities behind your larger than normal ego?"

"Really Alvin? You want to talk about this now?! You are two months too late, and you should be focusing on your injured brother", Brittany spat out very irritated.

"It's hard to do that when—"

"STOP MAKING EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU. GET OVER YOURSELF!" Brittany screamed.

This time Alvin didn't respond verbally. He spat a large wad of spit onto Brittany's face. And that's all it took for her to snap.

Within seconds Brittany was on top of Alvin. She started to slam both of her fists onto his face as hard as she could. He managed to grab one of her arms, and proceeded to bit it with all the strength he had. He tore through her skin, and a small amount of blood started to ooze out. The former flames ignored the shouting from their siblings that commanded them to stop fighting. Brittany slammed Alvin's head onto the floor with her right paw, and then used her left paw, which belonged to her bleeding left arm, to squeeze his neck. After a long struggle, Alvin managed to get her off him by kicking her in the stomach. She flew far to the other side of the room. They stared to sprint towards each other again, but they were tackled by me, Simon, and Jeanette. Simon restrained Alvin as best as he could, while Jeanette and I used all the strength we had to prevent Godzilla from tearing through us. The two angry chipmunks didn't stay still for long, and they managed to break free from our grasp.

However, before they could touch each other they were restrained by a large pair of hands. They belonged to no other than Dave Seville. The two chipmunks immediately stopped their struggle, and nervously looked at the angry face glaring at the both of them.

"What the hell do you think you two are doing? Are you seriously fighting at a time like this? Theodore's life could be in serious danger!" Dave scolded. "Alvin you are in serious trouble, and Brittany I expected more from you… Claire will definitely be notified about this."

"I'm sorry Dave", they both said quietly.

"You should be, but we'll talk about the consequences later. Where's the doctor, and what has he said about Theodore's condition?"

"He said he would answer all our questions when he returned. That was half an hour ago. We haven't seen him since", Jeanette said in a disappointed tone.

"Wow that's really unfortun—"

Before Dave could finish his sentence, the doctor, Doctor Carlisle entered the room.

"Hello everyone, I'm sorry I'm late", the doctor said calmly, rather than apologetically.

Alvin rolled his eyes and scoffed. "You should be."

"ALVIN", Dave said through his gritted teeth. "I'm sorry about my son Dr. Cul—"

"Dr. Carlisle, I despise my last name. And it's okay, it makes sense that he's worried about his brother. While I was gone I took a look at his bones through an x-ray. He has a broken left arm, a sprained ankle, and a concussion. None of his injuries are severe or life threatening, not even the concussion. He should be awake soon."

"How soon Dr. Cul-, I mean Dr. Carlisle?" Dave asked.

"Five minutes, thirty minutes, I'm not sure exactly when but soon", Dr. Carlisle said.

"Okay, thanks for the assistance Dr. Carlisle", Dave responded gratefully.

"Your welcome", the doctor said while leaving the room in order to see his next patient.

Once the doctor left the room, there was an awkward silence. Everyone was watching Theodore waiting for him to wake up. My crying started to cease once I was informed my best friend would be okay. Minutes went by, and the silence was ended once Dave spoke once more.

"So, how did Theodore end up in the hospital anyways?"

"Some giant ASS choked him and threw him at a brick wall", Brittany responded.

"Why did he do that?" The dad asked with a mixture of concern and anger.

"He was angry that Theodore accidently tripped him. He was stupid enough to believe Theodore did that on purpose", I added bitterly.

"What's this kid's name? He is going to pay for what he did to my son."

"We don't know. We were all discussing that on the way here. The only thing that we do know is that everyone is afraid of him, and they call him the bruiser", I answered honestly.

"Geez I wonder why", Simon said sarcastically.

"Kids it's going to be your responsibility to find out who this bruiser kid is. We can't let him get away with what he did to Theodore, or he might do it again. Once you find out who he is report him immediately and get some witnesses to back up your story. Is that clear?"

"Yes Dave", everyone said in sync.

"Okay does anyone want to get something to eat. I can tell you guys been here for a while", Dave started. "And I didn't get to eat lunch since I had to rush over here."

"Yes we are", Brittany, Alvin, Simon, and Jeanette said together.

"Okay, we'll go to the Red Robins across the street, and we'll be back for Theodore in an hour."

The group agreed and nodded their heads, but I didn't. I wasn't going to go. I was going to wait for my friend to wake up. Dave and the group started to walk out the door. However, Dave noticed that only four chipmunks were following him.

"Eleanor are you coming?" Dave asked with concern.

"No thanks Dave. I'm not hungry. I'll wait with Theodore", I declined.

"Okay, be safe", he responded while walking out the door.

"I will."

The moment everyone left, I sat by a window so I could look out of it and process my thoughts. Five minutes went until my thoughts were interrupted by a groggy voice.

"Eleanor?"

I was so happy and relieved. But I was speechless, and couldn't think of anything to say. The only thing I could bring myself to do was hug the green-eyed chipmunk.

Brittany's POV

It's been four hours since Theodore woke up. And since then everybody went home. I was currently stressed out. That an dinner at Red Robins was awkward. I had to avoid looking at Alvin, and he did the opposite. He sent me a glare of hatred whenever he could. Now that dinner was over, I had to think about my art project. And oh boy, I really got screwed over this time. I got paired with the worst possible partner, Simon Seville. Don't get me wrong he is smart, and I wouldn't had complained if he was my math partner, but he has the least creative imagination ever. He only likes to express what he knows, and what is scientifically proven. That is going to put so much limits on what goes beyond the clouds in our project. My thoughts were interrupted by a loud at the door.

"Brittany why is our room door locked? May I come in?" Jeanette asked from behind the door.

"Sure", I said while leaping from the desk I was sitting on to the door knob. I turned it, and once Jeanette heard I was on, she pushed the door open.