Songs: Young/Out From Under
Artists: Hollywood Undead/ Britney Spears
P O V: Peyton
"We are young
But we have heart
Born into a world that is falling apart
We are strong!
We don't belong!
Born into this world as it falls apart"
I hope my love and hope squeezes through my hand passes through my heart straight into Brooke's she's curled into a ball on the stretcher as they fill the syringe with her blood. The spinal tap has got to be worse I should be fine it's just blood. Yet I am breathing heavy myself feeling my own unnatural body heat. All while trying to remain calm and cool for Brooke who looks miserable. She's crying now silent tears trying so hard not to let Nathan see but he does I know he does. He's keeping his anger in check. He's not talking just taking a damp cloth running it over her sweat soaked face.
She wasn't responding to my singing this time she always loves when I sing to her even when I sing songs she's never heard of by artists she hates she always manages to crack a joke a diss or a smile. Nothing this time she even semi likes Hollywood Undead. Maybe I should do a song by someone she really likes.
"I don't wanna dream about all the things that never were
Maybe I can live without
When I'm out from under"
Their done now Nathan and I help his mom to turn her so she's laying on her back now she has to remain perfectly still for at least twenty minutes before they will even transport her back to her room. She's having a really hard time with all of this, I can see it in her face which is getting redder by the minute. I look to Dr. Scott who takes her temp which she declares normal. Tears have flown freely now so I wipe them away.
I can see Brooke has removed herself form all of this it's a way she copes when shit gets too stressful for her. I kiss her gently on her lips to let her know it's okay to come back as Nathan strokes her face.
"I don't wanna feel the pain
What good will it do me now?
I'll get it all figured out
When I'm out from under
From under, from under, from under"
Everyone had left now it's just the three of us Nathan seems to be going crazy so I send him out as I kneel in front of Brooke. She turns to me crying harder "I know it hurts sweetie but it will get easier Dr. Scott's getting you some pain medication" "Peyton" She croaks out weakly "I can't move" "Baby I know it's okay it's normal it will wear off" "No Peyton you don't understand" "What baby?" I have to pee really bad" No one is around I swallow I can see how badly she needs to relieve herself so I put on some gloves grab the bedpan and gently help her without moving her. We won't speak of this ever again. She squeezes my hand though as she's finally able to get some peace.
I clean her up and cover her with a blanket as I dispose of her urine the things I do for this bitch man she owes me. When I get back she's fallen asleep now I am relieved she's been in so much pain feeling so sick since she was brought in last night she hasn't slept.
Sitting next to her I take her pale sweaty hand again she's so thin how did I not see this? Tears flow down now. As I kiss her hand.
"So let me go
Just let me fly away"
Fly to dreamland Brooke I stroked her hair listening to her breathing which still seems uneven to me. I wish we could all fly away none of us deserve this pain.