Okay, I'm going to apologize for two things. First thing, I'm sorry I'm so late on this chapter. I just kept getting caught up in other things and it took my time from this, then when I could write, I couldn't do to some other issue. Then second thing, I'm sorry for such a short chapter. I know, I know, especially after the wait, it's kind of a let down being so short. It was all I can manage right now though. So I'm sorry, again. I do hope you like it though, even if it's a brief chapter. Enjoy? And here you go.
Beca's head was spinning and she felt as if she was going to vomit. "Both of you, just stop. I don't need or want to hear or talk to either of you, okay? I don't want to deal with your back and forth. You act as if you used to date, oh wait, you did. Why don't you both just get back together and save me the trouble of dealing with you both."
"Oh, you told her?" Stacie whipped her head to the redhead. "I'm surprised you had it in you Chloe, I really am. You know, after lying to her and everything." The brunette seemed amused. "Now it feels like we are in a cliche love story. No relationship is ever complete without one, right? So next we will probably find Beca having some realization that what happened wasn't a real problem, she does some soul searching and will chose the girl she wants to be with. And I can't wait to find out who it is. Right now, it is probably a tie. While Beca likes to pretend she hates me, she doesn't. No, deep down she likes me, but there's too much hate going for her to see it because of my own doing. But you Chloe, you lied to her. Beca is already an untrusting person, and she thought she could trust her. And the fact you lied about me makes that lie worse. She never had to think if she liked you or not, she did. From the start she did. More than others actually, you just have that very charming feel about you, but that charm alone can't fix what happened, no matter how little it may seem. Maybe you could try being completely honest to the point she knows everything. And that could work, but Beca doesn't want to know everything. She just wants to know what she wants to hear. You don't know what that is though. So you're stuck trying to figure that out and I'm stuck trying to find a way to win her back." Stacie paused and judged the two other girl's expressions.
"Just because you took a few psychology classes and have read all of Nicholas Sparks' books doesn't make you an expert." Beca rolled her eyes at the tall girl. It was pretty accurate on describing a normal love story, but Beca wasn't into that lovey dovey crap.
Moving away from the short girl, Stacie knew she was right. "You think that Beca, but I'm right. Now we just have to see who can win you over. And personally, I think it will be Chloe."
The words caused Chloe's jaw to drop. "You what?"
"Don't flatter yourself Chloe. It's just an observation. Just because I think that, does not mean I'm just going to give up on Beca. I'm just saying, you have that 'wow' factor about you and you're new to Beca. That gives her something to figure out. But Beca also likes to stick with what she knows. So I do have a chance." Stacie shrugged. "Anything can happen."
Stacie's respond still left the redhead shocked. "That's… Okay. But there's the third option. That is, neither of us get the chance to be with Beca. Well, another chance for you. You're leaving that out of your equation."
"Oh, I like that option. I choose number three." Beca frowned and turned from the two girls. Giving a big yawn, the short girl started feeling drowsy and very light headed. "So you guys can just leave me alone now. I don't need to be with either of you. Ever." She gave a very fake smile and turned to leave.
Chloe watched as Beca slowly made her way for the door, her steps were wobbly and it was concerning. "Beca are you okay?"
The girl nodded, not wanting to speak anymore. Beca was about to reach the door, when she suddenly collapsed. Stacie and Chloe both rushed over to the brunette.
"Beca, Beca." Stacie bend over the girl and started tapping her on the shoulder. There was no answer. "Beca!" She started pressing her knuckles against Beca's chest, seeing if she would respond to pain. There was nothing. "Chloe, go get someone now." The seriousness in the green eyed girl's voice only made Chloe run faster to get someone. When the redhead was out of the room, Stacie continued to examine Beca. "Come on Beca…" She examined Beca's breathing. The breaths were shallow and short, not a very good sign, but at least she was breathing. Beca's skin was becoming more paler than normal.
A man bursted through the room with a bag in his hand. "Here, let me get to her." The man, who was in his mid thirties pushed Stacie to the side and he started examining Beca. "What the hell happened?"
"Like I said, she was walking, kind of wobbling, and then she fell." Chloe wanted to be heard, she had no medical experience like the two others in the room so she felt useless.
"Her breaths are shallow and her skin is pale. She didn't respond to pain either." Stacie frowned and waved her hands in the air. "She wasn't acting all too strange though before that, I don't think. At least, it didn't really seem that way."
The man continued his examination. "Okay, one of you guys call dispatch, tell them what is going on. The other one, help me out."
The two girl's looked at each other, and the redhead went for the phone, while Stacie grabbed something out of the bag that was placed next to Beca. She hooked the handheld device onto one of Beca's fingers. "Her oxygen is at ninety."
"Well get her on oxygen. It's… Fuck, go run out to the engine, second compartment on the drivers side. Go." The man did not skip a beat.
Chloe continued talking on the phone, giving the information to dispatch. She could only watch as her crush started looking more and more lifeless. Her eyes widened a bit as she watched the man stick a green tube up Beca's nose. When Stacie ran back in, Chloe felt more useless. She watched the tall brunette turn the oxygen tank on, and watched her place a mask over Beca's face. At one point Beca's eyes fluttered, giving a small sign of life. It wasn't much, but it was what Chloe could get and she would take it.
Soon after hanging up the phone, the sound of sirens could be heard creeping closer. Soon enough, two people busted through the door. "Amy!" Stacie gave the best smile she could when seeing the familiar blonde show up.
"Amy?" Chloe couldn't help but blurt the words out. "I thought you were a nurse!"
"What? Can't be both? I'm the best healer is Tasmania...With fingers." She wiggled her fingered and got serious, focusing on Beca. "Can't stay out of trouble can you short stuff?" She mumbled and did the same as what the man had done just minutes before. She asked the same questions and it was almost tiring.
Everything seemed to be going in slow motion to Chloe, yet it was all happening so fast. Beca was transferred to a stretcher and taken out of the station. Everyone followed and when she was all put together snug and tight, Amy and her partner hopped in the ambulance and drove off, leaving two very unsatisfied girls. "I'm going to follow behind." Chloe ran to her car and pulled her car keys out. She got in as fast as she could and sped off, chasing the ambulance.
Stacie did the same, wasting no time getting to her red car. The only one left was the man. He was left confused and a bit shocked. "Well, I guess we will see what happens…" He sighed and walked back inside.
The two girls caught up to the ambulance and followed to down to the hospital. They both parked in the designated spots and ran in, signing themselves in and getting bracelets that allowed their assess. In no time, they both found themselves in an ER, crowded with people. The nurses were running all around, everything we hectic.
Someone tapped on Chloe's shoulder while she hunted Beca down. She whipped around and saw Jesse standing there, with very dark eyes. It make the redhead's heart sink. She felt as if she was just sucked into a black hole that's how dark his glare was. "She is this way."