Broken Hallelujah

By:

iLoVeFrUiT

Chapter 2

A/N: Okay, so thanks for all the awesome reviews! I really appreciate it! So here goes the story, hope you like! And Just to let you know, in this chapter, it will be in Emma's point of view, or well the parts that have Emma in them will be in Emma's point of view. And also, this is kind of like Emma and Manny's story, so some big parts involving Manny will be in her POV and same with Emma.

Disclaimer: I do not own Degrassi or any of the characters or anything to do with Degrassi sadly! But if I did, things would be different! But let's go on to the story!

"Cameron, get on the bench!" the couch shouted at Sean, pointing at the brown bench that was placed at the side of the court. "Jimmy get in there!" Couch Frank yelled at Jimmy, now pointing to the court. Jimmy obediently jogged from the bench, towards the court. Sean sighed in anger and took a deep breath. Why wasn't couch Frank happy with Sean? He thought he was playing good enough! And now he was putting Jimmy in? Great…

"Cameron, I want to talk to you," exclaimed couch Frank, sitting down on the bench next to him, his shiny whistle dangling from his neck. "Listen," He continued, he looked over at Sean, who was refusing to look at him. Couch Frank hesitated then finally said, "You're benched."

"What!" the boy shouted, his voice echoing through the gym. Sean shot his head up and looked at couch, surprised as ever. "Wha-Why?"

Coach Frank hesitated once again then started, "Well, I just think that-maybe you should take a break for basketball for now. You know, focus on your studies." Mr. Frank looked over at the basketball court, where Jimmy was passing the ball to another player. "Jimmy here will take your place."

"So I'm a bad basketball player or something? I still don't understand why, I'm sitting out. I'm doing perfectly well with my studies." Sean replied, angry as hell at why Jimmy of all people was taking his place and why he was even being replaced.

"Look, to tell you the truth, I'm worried about you. I think you're pushing yourself too hard here, take a break," replied Coach Frank, looking back at Sean worriedly. Coach put his hand on his shoulder and patted him on the back. "Take care of yourself."

Sean couldn't take it anymore. He stood up-Coach's hand leaving his arm in the process-and glared angrily at Coach Frank. "Worried about me? You know what? I'm not going to take this crap, you can have Jimmy." Sean let this all sink in, before saying his last final words, "I quit."

"Em, I'm going to go help Paige with some boxes, I'll be back later!" Manny shouted, to Emma, who was still in her room half-asleep. Manny waited for an answer, but only heard the rustle of Emma getting out of bed and putting her slippers on. She waited a few minutes and out came Emma, from her room rubbing her eyes. Emma's hair very messy, Manny might add.

"Okay…" I rubbed my eyes once more and yawned loudly, while stretching my arms. "Oh and, you will never believe who I got to move in with us!" I added excitedly. I walked towards the kitchen, and opened the fridge, waiting for Manny's response.

"Really? That fast, who is it?" Manny asked, equally excited.

I smiled at her mischievously, and took a big gulp of orange juice. Once I swallowed I merely replied, "Guess…" I loved playing this game with her, even if it was like a 2nd grade game. Manny always got bugged when I did this.

"Emma! Just tell me!" Manny said impatiently, standing next the fridge, giving me a desperate look.

"Just 1 guess, and then I'll tell you!" I replied, jokingly, yet still serious about it. Manny sighed, and I laughed. "Just 1 guess.." Manny gave me an exasperated look and I just smiled and begged, "Please?"

Manny sighed once again and said, "Fine…" She put her finger on her chin, and pretended that she was thinking it over. "Hmmm…" She tapped her finger lightly on her chin then, out of nowhere, shouted, "I've got it!"

I laughed at her and soon after she started laughing. "So, who do you think it is?" I questioned, just as we stopped laughing.

"Umm…I'm going to take a wild guess, Ellie?" Manny answered.

I shook my head and replied, "Try again." Manny again looked desperately at me, and stamped her foot. "No! Emma! Common!" She said at me, sounding a bit frustrated. "Okay, okay, Craig."

"….Manning? Craig…" the girl took a breath and continued, "..Manning?"

I nodded my head and I could see a bit of nervousness in Manny's face and voice. "What's wrong?" I asked, walking into the living room to watch a bit of TV.

"It's just…" Manny sat down next to me and lowered her voice to a whisper. "I like him, I used to like him and I still do." I stared at her and she could see I needed more of an explanation so she continued, "I know, I haven't seen him in a long time! And I know I have Jimmy-and he's so great! Really!" She said this as if she was trying to convince me. "..And, I don't know, I guess…I'll always have this thing for Craig, 'cause you know, he danced with me at the 80's dance and it was…" She took a deep breath and finally said, "Magical."

I stared at her some more and then finally spoke. "Really?" She smiled up at me and nodded her head. "That was the night that he turned me down for a dance and picked you." I added sarcastically.

"Emma, I'm-" She started, but I stopped her.

"No, No, I was just kidding! Sure, well, he's going to be our new room mate I guess, if he likes the place." As I turned on the TV, my best friend and I just watched TV as there was silence between us. After a while, I broke the silence and asked, what had been on mind. "You and Jimmy-?"

Manny nodded her head and smiled.

"Was it awesome? I need details! Oh my gosh! I can't believe you waited until now to tell me!"

"So I'll see you later Jimmy?" the girl known as Stacey asked, as she got up from the bed.

"Yeah, yeah, sure thing Stace," answered Jimmy, also getting up from the bed and starting to put his pants on. He was feeling a bit guilty about what he had just done. He loved Manny, he really did, but, ah it was complicated.

"Are you okay?" Stacey asked, putting her bra and panties back on and then putting on a shirt that was at least 3 sizes to big.

"Why shouldn't I be?" Jimmy put his shirt on, then smiled at Stacey and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

"Okay well, then I'll see you later, bye Jimmy!"

Jimmy nodded his head and walked out of the dorm, wondering why he had just done what he did. He had never been a player, sure sometimes he thought like one, but never ever would he cheat his girlfriend, so why now? Why with Stacey? Stacey was brown haired bodacious babe, from California. She and Jimmy had been friends while Jimmy and Manny were dating, but Stacey had liked Jimmy from the start, and it just happened. One night, Jimmy was drunk and Manny and he had had a fight, Stacey was there. And there relationship started.

Diiiiiinnnng! The bell sounded, and already I knew who it was. I pushed down the button and spoke into it, "Hello?" Craig's voice filled the room, saying that he was downstairs. "Okay, sure, come on up!" And I pushed the button that opened the door, to let him in. After a few minutes I heard a knock at the door, and giggled slightly from the excitement of seeing Craig again. I don't know what it was about him, but he made my heart skip a beat every time I saw him. I opened the door and smiled. "Hey."

"Hey, so, I have a couple more boxes in my car, if you want to help," Craig said, one of the boxes by his feet. He picked it up and entered the apartment, putting the box down by the couch.

"Oh okay," I replied and walked out of my apartment, headed towards downstairs, to help Craig with his boxes. I wonder if Sean would be okay with this. Well, he didn't have a right to accuse her of anything. She hadn't done anything and Craig was only a friend. "This is all you've got?" There were only a few boxes in there.

"Pretty much, I left most of my stuff at Joey's and only took a few things with me, when I went with Ash." He replied, picking up a box, leaving only 1 more box left.

"Right," I answered, and then picked up the box. We walked up the stairs and to the apartment in silence, but once we dropped the boxes, we finally got a chance to talk."Okay, so, I guess we can call each room mates now."

"Yeah, I guess we can." He exclaimed, and then sat down on the couch; he looked towards me and questioned, "So who else lives here?"

I sat down next to him and replied, "Manny of course. Paige used to live here, but then Matt asked her to move in with her." Craig put his arm, somewhat around me, not really. Just you know how guys just stretch their arm out like that? Well, yes that was they way Craig was doing it. Not really touching me, but it still gave me the chills for some reason.

"Oh right, how is Sean?"

"He's good; he's good…How about Ash?"

"After the breakup, I would say she's fine." Craig answered, and got up from the couch. "So, maybe I should get settled in, right?" He walked over to one of his boxes that was placed on the floor and picked it up.

"Uh yeah, righ-" I was about to answer, but then the phone rang. "Um, hold on." I picked up the phone and greeted, "Hello?"

"Emma? Emma Nelson? Sean Cameron's girlfriend?" The voice on the other line sounded frantic.

"Yes, um, who is this?"

"It-It's Coach Frank, I'm calling about Sean."

"Yes, what about him? Is he alright?" I was beginning to get worried! Coach Frank sounded frantic and was speaking a bit too fast. As soon as I was done speaking, Coach Frank was silent. I could feel that he was hesitating. I repeated the question, and finally I heard Coach Frank speak.

"Uh, he's in the hospital." Coach Frank replied.

My world stopped there. Hospital! Was he okay? What was going on? "What?" I simply cried out. Craig saw the worried look on my face and immediately dropped the box and came over to me. He put his hand on my shoulder and gave me a reassuring look.

"Just, please come down here and I'll explain. I think it better to explain this in person, answered Coach Frank.

"Um okay which hospital exactly?" I asked. I needed to know! What was wrong with Sean? Was he going to be okay?

"New York Red Cross Hospital,"

"Oh okay, I'll be there in a few."

I hung up the phone and in one quick motion; I grabbed my keys and started to the doorway, not even giving Craig an explanation. "Common," I merely said. He followed me, downstairs and to the apartment garage, where all the cars were kept. I speed-walked all the way towards my Jeep, and when I got to my car, I opened the door so fast; I almost hit the car beside it. I put the key in the ignition and drove out of the garage, towards the hospital.

"What's going on?" Craig was still oblivious, to all that was happening. I still hadn't informed him and yet, I was still in denial over this.

"It's Sean, he's-he's in the hospital." I answered, turning left and seeing the hospital up ahead.

"Emma! Oh good, you're here!" Coach Frank exclaimed, standing up from the chair he was sitting on in the waiting room.

"What's wrong? Where is he? Is he going to be okay?" All these questions, whirling around in my head, and I wanted them answered! I wanted them answered, right here, right now.

"Sit down, honey."

I listened to his orders and sat down reluctantly. "Okay, what is wrong?"

Coach Frank hesitated, and smiled at Emma, trying to make things better.

"Can you please just tell me?"

"Alright, alright," Mr. Frank took a deep breath and started to explain, "Well, see, I was worried at Sean. He was pushing himself too hard in basketball, so I benched him, but I told him only for a little while." He stopped and let me take all this in and after a few moments he began talking again, "He didn't take the news so well and quiet the team. He went back to the locker room and I'm guessing he was probably frustrated and angry." Again Coach Frank stopped for a moment and then continued, revealing my worst fears, "I don't know if you know this, but Sean was taking steroids."

"Sean? No, no, he couldn't of!" So far, I didn't like the sound of this. This didn't sound like Sean! It can't be him!

"Well he did and in all his frustration he had an overdose and now he's here in the hospital."

I sat here silent. How could Sean do such a stupid thing? Was he going to be alright? Why did he do this? "Is he alright?"

"He will be, but there may be a chance that he will be from the waist down."

"What!" Why was this happening? Why did it have to happen to Sean? Why did he do this!

"It'll be okay honey." Coach Frank put his hand on my knee cap and smiled up at me, reassuringly. "It'll be okay…"

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