OOPS forgot the disclaimer:
I don't own the characters, just the story.I write what usually pops into my head, so if it resembles your story, please e-mail me and I'll change it or credit you as well.
Also, I am not a medical personnel and have no real knowledge of medicine, the information in the story is made up or looked up. If you have a medical background and I am wrong, feel free to enlighten me.
Belle watched Brady as he once again sat beside Chloe's bed, softly touching her tresses. He had said for months that he had no feelings for her best friend, but it was quite clear to everyone, that wasn't true.
Flashback
Belle gasped in horror at the sight of her best friend lying in a pool of blood at the base of the stairs. Brady was leaning over her, calling her name loudly, but she showed no signs of life. Glancing upstairs, Belle noticed a shaken Phillip, his face ashen and surprised. He began to advance towards Chloe, only to be stopped by Victor telling him to go back to his room until the ambulance was gone and Brady was out of the house.
end flashback
The merry tones of "Jingle Bells" startled Belle from her thoughts, "Hello" she spoke into her cell phone. "Hey Belle its me" she recognized Phillip's voice. "Yeah, I know, what can I do for you Phillip?" she moved away from the door. The mood Brady was in, Phillip was lucky Brady hadn't hurt him real bad.
"I know you're at the hospital and I just wanted to know how Chloe is doing" he asked. Belle sighed "There is no change, Phillip" she reported "Chloe is still unconscious and unresponsive." She heard the despair in his tone, but didn't know what she could do to help him.
"Okay, I don't want you to get into trouble, but please tell me when she wakes up" he pleaded. Belle watched Brady again "I'll try Phillip, but you know that even when she wakes up you wont be able to see to her. The Wesley's and Brady will see to that" she pointed out.
"Brady" Phillip sneered "what can he possibly do?"
"In order to see Chloe, you have to get Brady to leave the room, and he wouldn't even do that to get clean clothes and take a shower" Belle told him. "I had to stay in the room with her, while he took a shower in the bathroom in the room."
"How long has Brady been there?" Phillip asked angrily. "Brady has been here since she was brought in, Dr. Wesley says he wont leave, he even set up a dinner tray to be brought in every night."
"Well, isn't that generous of them" Phillip sneered on the other end. Belle shook her head "do you blame them, Phillip?" she asked, "after all Chloe is here because she had a fight with you."
"You don't need to remind me, Belle" Phillips chided "I feel bad enough as it is." Belle gulped "I'm sorry Phil" she sighed "I didn't mean it that way."
"I know, he answered "just do me aavor please, Belle" he asked. "What?" she answered. "Just tell me when she wakes up."
Belle agreed to call him when she woke up and hung up the phone. With a final glance at Brady and Chloe, she left the hospital for somewhere less depressing.
Back in Chloe's room, Brady continued to stroke Chloe's hair, often countering dried blood that had settled into her hair. He wanted to wash it, but the doctors said not until she awoke.
"Hey drama queen?" he spoke softly "are you ever gonna wake up, or do you thrive on this kind of attention?" There was no eye movement, and she didn't speak, but he could swear she squeezed his hand.
"Chloe" he spoke hopefully "if you can hear me, squeeze my hand again." This time, Brady watched as her fingers curved up slightly around his fingers. Joy surged through him and he wanted to call Dr. Wesley but something else stopped him.
Chloe wanted so much to open her eyes, she wanted to see Brady's face and thank him for staying with her, but she was so weary and so tired, it wore her out just to breathe. As if he sensed her weariness, Brady soothed her with his words, "It's okay Chloe," he whispered "Just relax and build your strength, I am not going anywhere."
Chloe found comfort in that and fell back into a semi-conscious state, her fingers still threaded with Brady's.
I don't own the characters, just the story.I write what usually pops into my head, so if it resembles your story, please e-mail me and I'll change it or credit you as well.
Also, I am not a medical personnel and have no real knowledge of medicine, the information in the story is made up or looked up. If you have a medical background and I am wrong, feel free to enlighten me.
Belle watched Brady as he once again sat beside Chloe's bed, softly touching her tresses. He had said for months that he had no feelings for her best friend, but it was quite clear to everyone, that wasn't true.
Flashback
Belle gasped in horror at the sight of her best friend lying in a pool of blood at the base of the stairs. Brady was leaning over her, calling her name loudly, but she showed no signs of life. Glancing upstairs, Belle noticed a shaken Phillip, his face ashen and surprised. He began to advance towards Chloe, only to be stopped by Victor telling him to go back to his room until the ambulance was gone and Brady was out of the house.
end flashback
The merry tones of "Jingle Bells" startled Belle from her thoughts, "Hello" she spoke into her cell phone. "Hey Belle its me" she recognized Phillip's voice. "Yeah, I know, what can I do for you Phillip?" she moved away from the door. The mood Brady was in, Phillip was lucky Brady hadn't hurt him real bad.
"I know you're at the hospital and I just wanted to know how Chloe is doing" he asked. Belle sighed "There is no change, Phillip" she reported "Chloe is still unconscious and unresponsive." She heard the despair in his tone, but didn't know what she could do to help him.
"Okay, I don't want you to get into trouble, but please tell me when she wakes up" he pleaded. Belle watched Brady again "I'll try Phillip, but you know that even when she wakes up you wont be able to see to her. The Wesley's and Brady will see to that" she pointed out.
"Brady" Phillip sneered "what can he possibly do?"
"In order to see Chloe, you have to get Brady to leave the room, and he wouldn't even do that to get clean clothes and take a shower" Belle told him. "I had to stay in the room with her, while he took a shower in the bathroom in the room."
"How long has Brady been there?" Phillip asked angrily. "Brady has been here since she was brought in, Dr. Wesley says he wont leave, he even set up a dinner tray to be brought in every night."
"Well, isn't that generous of them" Phillip sneered on the other end. Belle shook her head "do you blame them, Phillip?" she asked, "after all Chloe is here because she had a fight with you."
"You don't need to remind me, Belle" Phillips chided "I feel bad enough as it is." Belle gulped "I'm sorry Phil" she sighed "I didn't mean it that way."
"I know, he answered "just do me aavor please, Belle" he asked. "What?" she answered. "Just tell me when she wakes up."
Belle agreed to call him when she woke up and hung up the phone. With a final glance at Brady and Chloe, she left the hospital for somewhere less depressing.
Back in Chloe's room, Brady continued to stroke Chloe's hair, often countering dried blood that had settled into her hair. He wanted to wash it, but the doctors said not until she awoke.
"Hey drama queen?" he spoke softly "are you ever gonna wake up, or do you thrive on this kind of attention?" There was no eye movement, and she didn't speak, but he could swear she squeezed his hand.
"Chloe" he spoke hopefully "if you can hear me, squeeze my hand again." This time, Brady watched as her fingers curved up slightly around his fingers. Joy surged through him and he wanted to call Dr. Wesley but something else stopped him.
Chloe wanted so much to open her eyes, she wanted to see Brady's face and thank him for staying with her, but she was so weary and so tired, it wore her out just to breathe. As if he sensed her weariness, Brady soothed her with his words, "It's okay Chloe," he whispered "Just relax and build your strength, I am not going anywhere."
Chloe found comfort in that and fell back into a semi-conscious state, her fingers still threaded with Brady's.