A/N: Sorry I haven't updated in a few days. Finals are almost over though. My last one is tomorrow, and then school's over, so I will DEFINITELY be updating more than one chapter a week. I know how much I hate cliffhangers. :) Enjoy, and please review!
Chapter 10
"San, I wanna go see him."
Santana saw that Brittany was trying hard to hold back her sobs. All she could see were her silent tears trickling her pale cheeks.
"Alright B, let's go." She didn't want to say no to Brittany, but she wanted her to get a chance to see him.
When they got in the car , Santana put her key in the ignition. However, she didn't turn it on right away. She just sat there looking at the steering wheel.
"What's wrong, San?" Brittany asked.
"Britt, are you sure you want to see him now?"
"I really do. I want to make sure I get the chance."
"Brittany, I love you so much."
"I know, San. I know," she almost whispered to herself.
With that, Santana quickly pulled out of the driveway.
The ride to the hospital was silent, except for their occasional sobs and sniffles.
When they got there, they both almost leapt out of the car. They sprinted up to the front desk.
"Which room is Artie Abrams in?" Brittany pleaded. She watched the nurse look at her computer. She turned back to Brittany. "He's in the ICU. You'll find him when you get there. Just ask a nearby nurse."
The two didn't give the woman a chance to finish her sentence before they ran to the Intensive Care Unit.
They stopped in their tracks when they saw their fellow glee club members with sad faces, sitting outside in the hallway. They walked cautiously toward their peers. Brittany noticed that Artie's parents were not sitting with her friends. She assumed they were in his room.
She could tell all of them had been crying. Mr. Shuester was pacing back and forth down the hallway. Finn was comforting Rachel, and despite their differences, Sam was holding Quinn. Kurt and Blaine were both there, Kurt with his arms around Mercedes. Puck and Lauren were sitting in silence. Tina was sobbing uncontrollably into mike's shoulder.
Brittany and Santana were standing in front of them. Everyone looked up at the two of them. They all got up simultaneously and rushed at Brittany. They all released sobs and tears as they hugged the blonde.
Santana stood out of there way, looking on at what was happening before her. She only looked at Brittany. Brittany had the same expression the entire time.
Santana became worried when she saw that her best friend's face had not changed in the slightest. She expected Brittany to be bawling along with her friends, not standing there standing blankly at the wall.
'This isn't how she would normally react," she thought. She thought that Brittany would need help standing herself, not her being the one helping her friends.
Artie's parents noticed the commotion and walked outside.
Brittany just looks at them for a moment until the pull her into a giant hug.
"Brittany, do you want to see him?"
Brittany slowly nods her head. "Can San come in with me, please?"
"If it makes you more comfortable, sweetie," said Mrs. Abrams.
She grabbed Santana's arm and walked through the door.
Santana gently closes the door, making sure that it didn't make a sound.
She looks over the room. It's dark except for the light on above Artie's head. In the dim light, she can actually see how dark and depressed Brittany's face really is. It was red and stained with tears. Her eyes were puffy and her skin was all blotchy. Brittany should never look this way, no matter the reason.
She wasn't holding herself back anymore. She stood there, staring at Artie for a couple minutes, making no sounds as tears fell down her pale cheeks.
She finally ran over to her ex-boyfriend's bedside and broke down into sobs. Her voice cracked as she yelled his name. She was clutching his hand to her chest as she knelt beside him. She held it, expecting to wrap his fingers around hers. She just wanted him to wake up and tell her that everything was going to be okay.
But it didn't happen. He just continued to lay there.