I do not own Glee or its characters, they go to their respective owners. Also, I do not own 'You're the Inspiration' by Chicago.
A Fan-Fic by LostLove2015 and hockeydegrassi
A/N: Hello my lovlies! How are we? Well that's good! What part of the last chapter was your favorite? That was mine to! xD Going all fucking Dora the Explorer here! Well here is the next chapter, do enjoy!
Wrecking Ball? - Chapter 10
(Kitty POV)
I woke up the next morning after only getting about three hours of sleep. I spent all night thinking about Marley. I was so tempted to text her and talk to her some more, but I figure I would let her get her beauty sleep, even though I don't think it is possible for her to get anymore beautiful than she already is.
I really wish that I didn't have Cheerios practice first thing this morning, there are some things that I need to talk to Marley about. I would skip it, but then coach Sue would not let me forget that, and make me run laps until pigs learned to fly.
Swinging my feet over the side of the bed, I pull myself off and up to my feet. I stretch like a cat, listening to the 'pops' and 'cracks' of my joints, then walk off towards my closet to grab my cheerios uniform. Once I have that in hand, along with a few other things, I walk out of my room and down to the bathroom to take a shower.
After I finished with my shower and dressed myself, I headed down to the kitchen where I could already hear the sound of breakfast being made. My mom wouldn't be up at this time in the morning, so it was most likely my dad. I walked quietly into the kitchen as to not startle whoever was in there, and found it was indeed my father. He was humming lightly, the tune sounding a lot like Chicago's You're the Inspiration. I smiled and joined in, only I began to sing a long instead of hum.
You're the meaning in my life
You're the inspiration
You bring feeling to my life
You're the inspiration
Wanna have you near me
I wanna have you hear me sayin'
No one needs you more than I need you
My father turns his head when he hear me, smiling brightly at me. When I was younger, he and I always sang together. He called me his little canary as I would always pick up the little tunes he would voice. Music was our connection, what brought father and daughter together.
"Good morning my little canary," he smiled warmly.
"Good morning daddy," I responded with a matching smile.
"Did you sleep well?"
"Not really daddy, I have a lot on my mind." And by a lot on my mind I mean Marley, but he really does not have to know that. Not now or ever.
"I have never seen you this happy when you don't sleep. Normally you are argumentative and not the nicest to people. But don't get me wrong, I love this. So what's got you so happy?"
"Oh umm- I don't know," I lie. "I just don't know."
"Mhmm.. it's a boy isn't it? There's a boy you like."
Oh heavens no. It is NOT a fucking boy. More like a girl. A beautiful, nice, sweet, caring girl. The only girl I will ever lo- like.. The girl who makes me the happiest girl in the world. The girl that I can't wait to call mine.
"No daddy, there is no boy. Boys are sooo overrated," I respond, my nose scrunching up in distaste.
I can hear him chuckle as he turns back to the food, his shoulders bouncing up and down to confirm it. "So are we on some sort of strike against boys now?"
"I guess you could call it that," I say, walking to the refrigerator. I open it and grab the orange juice, shutting the door and walking to the cabinet to get a glass.
"Well I guess that's good news for a father. No boys, no drama," he responds, throwing me a grin over his shoulder.
A giggle escapes my lips and I can't help but smile at him. "Exactly right. I'm tired of all the drama, nothing good ever comes of it."
Once I arrived at school, I was really dreading the Cheerios practice that I was about to endure. I saw coach in the hallways while walking to the locker room and she did not look like she was in the greatest mood. To be honest, she is never in a good mood and it is usually because of Glee club. The only good thing about being at practice is the quicker I get it done, the quicker I get to see Marley's radiating smile.
"You call that fast? My internet is faster than you and I still have dial up!"
God I hate when she makes us run laps and even though all of us are trying our hardest, she still thinks we are too slow. Why can't we just practice cheers? Isn't that what normal cheer-leading squads do?
"Pick it up Wilde, I can't have my head bitch being the slowest one on the squad. Move your ass!"
She can be such an evil bitch, but then again if it weren't for her I wouldn't been in as great shape I am. It's all because of her I have amazing abs and toned body that would make anybody swoon, especially Marley.
I give her a two fingered solute, showing her that I acknowledged what she said. Then I pick up my speed, much to my muscles' dismay. It burned, but I was going to push through it and be the good little puppet.
After practice ended, I had quickly dashed to the showers and got my business done. Once I had dried and dressed, I made my way out of the locker room and to the cafeteria where I knew Marley would be. Since there was little people at the school because of time, I was able to make it there in record time.
Now I sat on a stool behind the serving carts, waiting for Marley and Mrs. Rose to show up. I guess I'm early. Damn me and my eagerness. Well the early bird gets the worm, right? Except Marley isn't a worm, she's my beautiful rose.
As I look about the room, my eye catches the clock. It reads 7:15 a.m. Shouldn't they be here already? Probably just running late. I'll just text Marley and see where they are at. I pull out my phone and pull up Marley's number.
Good morning Marls. I hope you had a good nights sleep. Just wondering where you're at as school is going to be staring in a little bit. ~Kitty
After I hit send, I stuff my phone back into my pocket. I can't help but feel that something is off. I don't know what it is, but something is definitely up and I'm not liking this feeling. There is a tugging at my heart, a weight setting itself upon my chest. Something is wrong.
In the silence of the empty cafeteria, a sharp ring sounds. It's my phone. I quickly retrieve it from its place in my pocket and answer it, not paying attention to who the caller was.
"Marley?" I shout out.
"Kitty, this is Miss. Rose. Are you sitting down?" the voice responds.
"Y-yeah. Why? Where's Marley?" I ask hastily, my voice beginning to shake.
"Hun, Marley is here in the hospital," Mrs. Rose says, the sadness in her voice evident. "She-" I cut her off.
"What happened? Is she okay?" Tears begin to well up in my eyes and I begin to shake. "W-what hospital are you at?"
"You know how they said she had a concussion and to watch her for a couple of days? Well-.." I could hear the tears in her voice. "Sh-she slipped into a coma. I d-don't know how. She seemed fine before all of this.."
I dropped my phone at this, letting it clatter to the ground. I froze still in my place. No. This can't be right. This has to be a dream, a horrible horrible dream. Marley can't be hurt, she just can't be. She was fine when I last saw her. She was fine when she texted me goodnight.
I quickly gather up my things and start running out of the cafeteria and to my locker to grab my keys and coat so that I could head over to the hospital to see Marley.
I made it to my locker in record time quickly grabbing everything I need. I slam my locker door shut and take off running down the hall towards the parking lot. As I turn the last corner before heading outside I am stopped because I ran into someone and fall to the ground. I look up to see who I ran into and it was none other than Jake.
I get up off the ground and start pushing and hitting him. "This is all your fault," I yell at him.
"Wow, whats going on? What's my fault?" he says while trying to protect himself.
"Marley is in a coma because of you."
He freezes, his face going blank. His lips begin to move as if he were talking, but nothing came out; he looked like a big dumb ass fish. His eyes seem to have glazed over and he's staring blankly off down the hall. What is wrong with this kid?
I wave a hand in front of his face, snapping my fingers a couple of times to grab his attention. "Yo, earth to Oreo! Get lost in the milky way?" I yell.
He jolts forward, making me fall straight on my ass. He reaches down, surprising me to say the least, and pulls me to my feet. "What hospital is she at?" he asks hurriedly. "Take me to her."
"What makes you think I'm going to take you to her?" I ask incredulously. This boy has seriously lost his fucking mind, hasn't he?
His eyes turn dark and he stomps towards me. "You WILL take me to her! You hear me? You will take me to her," he screams, getting into my face.
I push against his chest, and send a fist toward his face. He must of seen it coming as he caught my hand in his own, twisting it back; sending a sharp shooting pain down my arm. Fuuuuuu! He then smirks and sends a fist to my gut, making me fold in his arms.
"Now. You're going to take me, right?"
"I am not going to take you to her, you did this, there is not way her mom would even let you in the room and if she would, I would be there to stand my ground and not let you near Marley at all. You should be going to jail for doing this to such an innocent girl."
I don't let him get another word in and I take off down the hall and outside towards my car and I quickly get into it, speeding off towards the hospital in which Marley is currently at.
It doesn't take me too long to get to the hospital. I think I may have blown a few stop signs and didn't follow the speed limit at all, but I don't care. The girl I lo..like is in the hospital in a coma and I need to be with her as soon as possible.
I storm into the hospital and go to the first nurses station I could find. "I need to know which room Marley Rose is in please." I say to the nurse behind the desk.
"Okay, she is in room 6140. Take the elevators to you right and head up to the 6th floor and you will find her up there. But before you go up there, someone needs to take a look at your arm. I think it might be broken."
"No," I grunt in response, "I don't need any help." I then begin to sprint down the hall as fast as I can, ignoring the yelling that follows after me.
"Miss! Stop!" a voice yells.
I turn my head to see a big, burly, heavy set male running after me. Great. This couldn't possibly get any worse, could it? I ignore him, stopping at the elevators just in time to see them open. Hurriedly I push through the people and make my way into the awaiting space, pushing the button that read '6'.
"Someone grab that blonde girl!" I hear a distant yell.
The doors slam closed and I breath a sigh of relief, resting my head on the wall behind me. God this day just keeps getting better and better. Hopefully they wont come for me- but I'm not putting any money on it. Damn hospitals, damn mixed boys, and damned feelings..
I make it up to Marley's floor, but as I get out of the elevator, there is someone standing there waiting for me. "Miss your arm appears to be broken, please just let us take a look at it."
"Not until I get to see Marley."
"Okay, but right after that you need to come with me to get an x-ray done to see what kind of a break it is. I don't think you will need surgery or any kind of rods put in, but an x-ray will help us determine that."
"I have one condition though, as soon as the x-ray is done, I get to come back up here to Marley's room and wait for the results there. I am not going to be spending any time away from her when I just got her."
"I am sure that will be okay."
Wow some of these people actually are nice and not complete asses. Now first things first, I have to get to Marley's room.
"Uhm.. Could you possibly lead me to room 6140?" I ask.
The woman smiles and shakes her head, motioning for me to follow. We walk a little ways, making a few turns down the different corridors before stopping in front of a pale white door. The nurse knocked lightly on the door before pushing the offending object open.
"Here you go," she smiled warmly. "I'll wait out here for a little bit and let you see your friend. But when they are ready for you, you must come out when I tell you to. Understand?"
I sighed and nodded my head in understanding. "Okay. Um thanks."
"You're welcome dear."
I walked into the room, not knowing what to expect. When I reached her bed, I almost broke down at the mere sight of her comatose body, laying there limp in her bed. She didn't at all look like the girl I've come to know, bright, bubbly, happy, energetic, moving. She looked the opposite of all of that, and it killed me inside.
"Kitty dear, are you alright?" a soft voice spoke.
I looked around quickly, spotting the person for whom the voice belonged to. "Miss. Rose. Are you alright?" I threw back, her well being more important than mine.
She began to cry softly in her spot in the corner of the room, covering her face with her hands. God this poor woman.. This must be killing her to see her daughter like this. I quickly went over to Miss Rose and enveloped her in a hug. I figured at a time like this she needs all the support she can get.
Once Miss. Rose calms down and her sobs slowly fade away, I get up from my sitting position beside her and walk over to Marley. When I get to her, I lean in and place a kiss on her forehead and grab hold of her hand with my uninjured one. I stay there for a few minutes, rubbing small circles to the back of her hand with my thumb, then the nurse walks into the room.
"Miss Wilde, they are ready for you down in x-ray."
"X-ray? Kitty what happened?" asked Miss Rose.
"I kinda got into it a little bit with Jake over this. I told him it was his fault that Marley was in a coma, and he grabbed my arm and twisted it. I felt pain at first but then I didn't notice anything until I got here and the nurse downstairs told me it looked like I broke it so now she wants to send me for an x-ray. So when I get back up here, will you tell me everything that the doctors have told you? I want to know."
"Of course Kitty."
I get up and walk towards the door, coming out to stand next to the nurse that had brought me here just a little bit ago. She smiles at me and pats my shoulder lightly before beginning to walk off down the hall. I follow suit, my head hung low. I hope this doesn't take too long, I need to be there for my rose..
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