In a Heartbeat
"Everything Must End at Some Point…Right?"
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It seemed like a good idea really. Tyler thought to himself. Sure, many people had been in his position before and had lived successful lives, but living in a wheel chair was something he could not deal. It would mean giving up everything he loved, only to make them take care for him when he couldn't even get up to go to the bathroom himself. No life had played a cruel card, and dealt a hand Tyler was determined not to play.
He laughed to himself. When he was in the fire and even after he had begged to live, now it didn't seem so bad. However he retained a calm exterior, but inside he grew more and more depressed. Especially whenever the rehab center was mentioned. "It'll help meeting other people with the same problem as you, Tyler." or "They'll be able to understand you're situation." His parents, William, or the doctor's would say.
"When do you go?" Hank asked questioningly as Tyler's other friends pilled into his room.
"A few days."
"Maybe it'll be fun?" Brook said cheerfully.
"Sure tons." Tyler said sarcastically.
"Well, now that I'm a official member of the summer squad." Caitie put it. "I brought pizza for everyone."
"I still don't believe it." hanks aid with a shake of his head.
"You don't?" Jamie laughed. "I'm her boyfriend and she still surprises me."
"That's my charm."
Val look up. Distracted, separate from the group almost. "Um, could you guys leave Tyler and I alone for a sec?"
Hank, Brooke, Jamie, and Caitie gathered their things and left the room.
"Why did u want them to leave?" he said as a smile spread across his face. "Oh, I know-"
"I have to see something. " she interrupted.
She cast a suspicious glance his way and began to open the draw by his bed and took everything out. She took the white bundle out and Tyler's heart skipped a beat. Val then dropped the pills in his hand one by one.
"Take 'em."
"Val…"
"I knew it." she said with tears in her eyes, but behind that was a look of contempt, disgust, and fear. " Tell me I'm wrong. Tell me you had not intention of taking them."
He looked at her blankly. All his reasons, excuses really, disappeared and he was left "holding the bag" - a coward.
"Val-I-" he began again.
"You were going to kill you're self weren't you."
"Yes."
"I can't even tell you how much of a fuckin' ass you are right now." She said angrily. "When you first got here were praying for you to live, even though the doctors said you probably wouldn't. You're mom was inconsolable. And now you're going to kill your self and break her- my heart all over again?"
"I can't spend my life in a wheelchair Val."
"Who says you will? That's why you have to go to rehab Tyler. But you have to try and walk again."
"But-"
"God Tyler, life isn't perfect. Life never promised you a rose garden, filled with only good times. Sometimes you don't always get what you want. But, if you take those pills you'll never find out what life had in store for you and I for one will never forgive you."
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Thanks to Val for her help.
"Everything Must End at Some Point…Right?"
* * *
It seemed like a good idea really. Tyler thought to himself. Sure, many people had been in his position before and had lived successful lives, but living in a wheel chair was something he could not deal. It would mean giving up everything he loved, only to make them take care for him when he couldn't even get up to go to the bathroom himself. No life had played a cruel card, and dealt a hand Tyler was determined not to play.
He laughed to himself. When he was in the fire and even after he had begged to live, now it didn't seem so bad. However he retained a calm exterior, but inside he grew more and more depressed. Especially whenever the rehab center was mentioned. "It'll help meeting other people with the same problem as you, Tyler." or "They'll be able to understand you're situation." His parents, William, or the doctor's would say.
"When do you go?" Hank asked questioningly as Tyler's other friends pilled into his room.
"A few days."
"Maybe it'll be fun?" Brook said cheerfully.
"Sure tons." Tyler said sarcastically.
"Well, now that I'm a official member of the summer squad." Caitie put it. "I brought pizza for everyone."
"I still don't believe it." hanks aid with a shake of his head.
"You don't?" Jamie laughed. "I'm her boyfriend and she still surprises me."
"That's my charm."
Val look up. Distracted, separate from the group almost. "Um, could you guys leave Tyler and I alone for a sec?"
Hank, Brooke, Jamie, and Caitie gathered their things and left the room.
"Why did u want them to leave?" he said as a smile spread across his face. "Oh, I know-"
"I have to see something. " she interrupted.
She cast a suspicious glance his way and began to open the draw by his bed and took everything out. She took the white bundle out and Tyler's heart skipped a beat. Val then dropped the pills in his hand one by one.
"Take 'em."
"Val…"
"I knew it." she said with tears in her eyes, but behind that was a look of contempt, disgust, and fear. " Tell me I'm wrong. Tell me you had not intention of taking them."
He looked at her blankly. All his reasons, excuses really, disappeared and he was left "holding the bag" - a coward.
"Val-I-" he began again.
"You were going to kill you're self weren't you."
"Yes."
"I can't even tell you how much of a fuckin' ass you are right now." She said angrily. "When you first got here were praying for you to live, even though the doctors said you probably wouldn't. You're mom was inconsolable. And now you're going to kill your self and break her- my heart all over again?"
"I can't spend my life in a wheelchair Val."
"Who says you will? That's why you have to go to rehab Tyler. But you have to try and walk again."
"But-"
"God Tyler, life isn't perfect. Life never promised you a rose garden, filled with only good times. Sometimes you don't always get what you want. But, if you take those pills you'll never find out what life had in store for you and I for one will never forgive you."
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Thanks to Val for her help.