Lesson for Brady 4
Time sat so still and only let moved when one wasn't aware of the circumstances anymore. The circumstances in this case could be described as an essence to survival. This moment would be remembered forever. It all came down to this moment in which things would take a step in the direction for the better or for the worse, there was no until death do us part. Because it would be another possible causality had it be for worse and there was to be the loss of one.
Yet the loss of one could set the chain reaction for the death of those who were involved in her life as the sun was to summer. There would be those dark days that cascaded to the bright days but nothing would ever come from as long as the love and support could still be found in the nature of friends and family.
Brady looked down to his wrist watch more for the second time that same minute. Nothing more had passed than the minute. It still would be another hour or so before the results were in.
Smiling briefly for a second he looked down to his taken arm. An arm that so protectively held beauty in it. So angelic and restful as she inhaled and exhaled with each drawn breath of hospital air.
Hospital air that had been filled with so much tension. Tension due to the amount of time left, then once the time had expired what would come of it. Would it be for better or would it have been for worse? Inhaling deeply, the sudden realization he was no longer alone came to his mind. The atmosphere of the room shifted as he looked up the beautiful sky her eye's had. Nothing beautiful had been written in them due to the cloudiness of what her soul sang.
"What's wrong?" he questioned as he lifted his body somewhat but still held onto Natalie just as tight as he could as if he were her father and she was his child.
"Nothing" she replied in a teary and strained whisper.
Brady felt deeply hurt at the sight of her. Something was wrong but she wasn't willing to share it with him. He didn't mind. They had only known each other and gotten the chance to get to know each other within a week. He was not one to pressure nor hurt her further. So he would make one last attempt and if it seemed to be of inconvenience for her to answer he would let it rest.
"You don't have to hide behind a wall with me, Chloe. Let me be the music you sing from your heart and you shall be the beneath my tattered wings" he smiled to her, knowing it would cause an immediate blush from her the minute he mentioned that part about him. An inside joke the two shared in the week they had known each, yet the realization of a week's worth of knowledge was not what they really knew. They knew a lifetime worth.
Chloe smiled as she kneeled in front of Brady and gently looked into his eyes. There was something in them she could not see or had not been ready to read yet. Either the case, she was to scared to search them further. This was not the time for symbolic reasoning as her daughter's life was on a thread as a matter of year if she did not get the transplant.
Kneeling closer to Brady she placed her hand on his knee softly. Still smiling upon him, she lowered her eyes from his waist to his legs. And softly blew on to them. She blew a slow smoothing whirl of wind onto his legs.
Although Brady had on jeans, he could still feel the chills being sent to him through her tantalizing cool air.
"Now I can be the wind beneath your not so tattered wings" she said stopping her wind and looking back upon him.
Grabbing her hand out of gratitude and looking at her with lusting gaze. He wanted to know more of her. Grasping her hand had been the way for him preventing himself from doing something idiomatic such as whisking her into a mind boggling sensation of his forever wondering tongue to her luscious mouth and the depths inside of them. Finally letting go when the image escaped his mind he looked up to read the time once more.
"Agh! This is taking forever" Brady said frustrated from the tension in his room. Or could it been the one created through his pants that Chloe had not noticed?
"Craig said he would get it out to as quickly as he could"
Not feeling as if he need to keep on the dialogue with the conversation, he changer it briefly and stumbled upon something he often wondered. A thought that had haunted his mind the minute he found out more about Chloe. The second he stepped into the sauntered details of her past and present which led him to what he yearned to know. Sure there were other questions, but none was as much of an importance as this had been.
"How did you get to this point in life?"
Obviously confused by the stats of the question, Chloe stared at Brady with somber thoughts in mind. She had not known what made him profess the question he had done, or why had he wanted to know but she came for her speculating mind and looked to him, "What are you asking exactly?"
"I'm saying how did you get to this part in life. From the beginning to the end, I want to know there is of Chloe Lane to Chloe Wesley . I know a lot about you, it's just the facts I am a drawing a blank to."
Feeling somewhat shy onto asking the question because it was too much to explain in the time span of 25 minutes or less. Chloe was saved her breath as Craig stepped into the waiting room from the side and walked over to Natalie first and rubbed her head which still stood nestled in Brady's loving arms.
He looked to Chloe professionally, he didn't want her to read the truth from him before he actually had a chance to explain it.
"Chloe I have the results of Brady's test as far as him being a possible match for Natty. There's the good news and there's the bad news. Neither I don't think you will like but these are what has been laid for us to play with. So these are the cards we shall handle, understand?"
"Whatever it is Craig, I can take it" Chloe said as she took hold of Brady's hand for support. And in return he held it with all the strength he had and hoping the electric vibe whenever Chloe touched him that the same energy would be transported to her body for when and if she need it.
But the moment did prove to change the epic outcome after all. Time had once again stood still for the second time that day. Taking a tea break, a stop to the local slow restaurant (in this case McDonalds), stopping by and catching up with his relatives father time, napping and just wasting away and not doing anything productive as people lives were being effected. Turned upside down. Because that evening had it's time of thought, it ended for worse but could it have possibly been for better?
Time sat so still and only let moved when one wasn't aware of the circumstances anymore. The circumstances in this case could be described as an essence to survival. This moment would be remembered forever. It all came down to this moment in which things would take a step in the direction for the better or for the worse, there was no until death do us part. Because it would be another possible causality had it be for worse and there was to be the loss of one.
Yet the loss of one could set the chain reaction for the death of those who were involved in her life as the sun was to summer. There would be those dark days that cascaded to the bright days but nothing would ever come from as long as the love and support could still be found in the nature of friends and family.
Brady looked down to his wrist watch more for the second time that same minute. Nothing more had passed than the minute. It still would be another hour or so before the results were in.
Smiling briefly for a second he looked down to his taken arm. An arm that so protectively held beauty in it. So angelic and restful as she inhaled and exhaled with each drawn breath of hospital air.
Hospital air that had been filled with so much tension. Tension due to the amount of time left, then once the time had expired what would come of it. Would it be for better or would it have been for worse? Inhaling deeply, the sudden realization he was no longer alone came to his mind. The atmosphere of the room shifted as he looked up the beautiful sky her eye's had. Nothing beautiful had been written in them due to the cloudiness of what her soul sang.
"What's wrong?" he questioned as he lifted his body somewhat but still held onto Natalie just as tight as he could as if he were her father and she was his child.
"Nothing" she replied in a teary and strained whisper.
Brady felt deeply hurt at the sight of her. Something was wrong but she wasn't willing to share it with him. He didn't mind. They had only known each other and gotten the chance to get to know each other within a week. He was not one to pressure nor hurt her further. So he would make one last attempt and if it seemed to be of inconvenience for her to answer he would let it rest.
"You don't have to hide behind a wall with me, Chloe. Let me be the music you sing from your heart and you shall be the beneath my tattered wings" he smiled to her, knowing it would cause an immediate blush from her the minute he mentioned that part about him. An inside joke the two shared in the week they had known each, yet the realization of a week's worth of knowledge was not what they really knew. They knew a lifetime worth.
Chloe smiled as she kneeled in front of Brady and gently looked into his eyes. There was something in them she could not see or had not been ready to read yet. Either the case, she was to scared to search them further. This was not the time for symbolic reasoning as her daughter's life was on a thread as a matter of year if she did not get the transplant.
Kneeling closer to Brady she placed her hand on his knee softly. Still smiling upon him, she lowered her eyes from his waist to his legs. And softly blew on to them. She blew a slow smoothing whirl of wind onto his legs.
Although Brady had on jeans, he could still feel the chills being sent to him through her tantalizing cool air.
"Now I can be the wind beneath your not so tattered wings" she said stopping her wind and looking back upon him.
Grabbing her hand out of gratitude and looking at her with lusting gaze. He wanted to know more of her. Grasping her hand had been the way for him preventing himself from doing something idiomatic such as whisking her into a mind boggling sensation of his forever wondering tongue to her luscious mouth and the depths inside of them. Finally letting go when the image escaped his mind he looked up to read the time once more.
"Agh! This is taking forever" Brady said frustrated from the tension in his room. Or could it been the one created through his pants that Chloe had not noticed?
"Craig said he would get it out to as quickly as he could"
Not feeling as if he need to keep on the dialogue with the conversation, he changer it briefly and stumbled upon something he often wondered. A thought that had haunted his mind the minute he found out more about Chloe. The second he stepped into the sauntered details of her past and present which led him to what he yearned to know. Sure there were other questions, but none was as much of an importance as this had been.
"How did you get to this point in life?"
Obviously confused by the stats of the question, Chloe stared at Brady with somber thoughts in mind. She had not known what made him profess the question he had done, or why had he wanted to know but she came for her speculating mind and looked to him, "What are you asking exactly?"
"I'm saying how did you get to this part in life. From the beginning to the end, I want to know there is of Chloe Lane to Chloe Wesley . I know a lot about you, it's just the facts I am a drawing a blank to."
Feeling somewhat shy onto asking the question because it was too much to explain in the time span of 25 minutes or less. Chloe was saved her breath as Craig stepped into the waiting room from the side and walked over to Natalie first and rubbed her head which still stood nestled in Brady's loving arms.
He looked to Chloe professionally, he didn't want her to read the truth from him before he actually had a chance to explain it.
"Chloe I have the results of Brady's test as far as him being a possible match for Natty. There's the good news and there's the bad news. Neither I don't think you will like but these are what has been laid for us to play with. So these are the cards we shall handle, understand?"
"Whatever it is Craig, I can take it" Chloe said as she took hold of Brady's hand for support. And in return he held it with all the strength he had and hoping the electric vibe whenever Chloe touched him that the same energy would be transported to her body for when and if she need it.
But the moment did prove to change the epic outcome after all. Time had once again stood still for the second time that day. Taking a tea break, a stop to the local slow restaurant (in this case McDonalds), stopping by and catching up with his relatives father time, napping and just wasting away and not doing anything productive as people lives were being effected. Turned upside down. Because that evening had it's time of thought, it ended for worse but could it have possibly been for better?