Author's Note: Hello fellow One Tree Hill fans! I'm so upset that there
won't be any new shows until April, but that's what fanfics are for! Well,
for those of you who are still reading my story, here's chapter six...
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Brooke's POV
I hate hospitals. I never really noticed that before. I mean when Luke was in the hospital I never really thought much about them. My boyfriend was there so I was there too. Nothing much to think about really. But for some reason, I absolutely hate them now. I'm not sure way, I just know that I do. I truly hope that this is the last time I ever have to be in one. I never used to be able to understand Peyton's hate for hospitals, now I do. They are so plain, you know. The waiting room is like a light puke green. Karen told me it was because the room needed to be relaxing. Can't you be relaxed in a room with earth tones? And the smell. Oh God. It reeks of crap and death. I can't stand it. But this is for Haley. From now on, I'd do anything for her. When I saw her beautiful face all bruised up like that, I wanted to kill. I've never felt that intense rage before. I was suddenly filled with the need to go find that son of a bitch and murder him. She looked so small and helpless. I just wanted to hold her and never let her go. I need her to be okay. It's selfish and I know this, but I don't care. I love her and I need her. I can't even begin to think about how life will change for her. I'll I do know is that I'm going to be there for her in anyway I can.
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"I'm sorry to be the one to have to tell you this, but it appears that Ms. James will never be able to have a baby now," the doctor tells us. I start to sob. I can vaguely feel Peyton's arms go around me as I almost fall to the floor. She's whispering something to me but all I can hear is Nathan screaming at me to get out. How could I have done this to my best friend?
"Can we see her?" I begged, pulling myself out of Peyton's embrace. I stood up straight and wiped my eyes. She still had a hand resting around my waist.
"Only one person can see her tonight," he answered. "She's still asleep after the drugs that we gave her for the tests. She needs her rest so only stay for ten minutes. You three can sort out which one of you will be going. She's in room 314, on the third floor." With that he disappeared through a set of swinging doors. Karen turned to us.
"You should go," I tell her. As much I want to see her, I'm sure that Karen wants it more. After all, she's loved Haley for a lot longer than me. She shakes her head.
"You need it more," she explains. "After what you saw, I think that you need to make sure that she's okay. With your own eyes." I'm about to protest, but she puts her hands up. "Go."
"Thank you," I cry, as I hug her. She holds me close.
"Tell her I love her, okay?" I nod and pull away. I turn to Peyton and she gives me an encouraging smile.
"Tell her I love her too," she adds. I hug her as I sense that she's about to cry.
"You got it, P. Sawyer," I whisper into her ear. She laughs sadly and kisses the top of me head. I slowly pull away and walk over to the elevator. "I'll be back soon." They nod and move into the waiting room. I take a deep breath and get into the elevator. When I get inside, there's another girl about my age standing there. I know her from somewhere.
"Hi," she says uneasily. I realize that I've been staring at her. "I'm Courtney."
"Hi, Courtney. I'm Brooke," I greet her. I'm still trying to place her face. Maybe we go to the same school. "Do I know you from somewhere?" She laughs slightly.
"The party," she answers. Now I remember her. "I'm the girl that was with Tim. I brought Haley the pants?"
"Right, yeah. I remember you."
"I take it that's who you're on your way to see?" I nod. She knows what I'm about to ask so she continues. "I'm just here to check on my little sister. She just got her tonsils out."
"That's nice," I comment. We stand in silence for a few moments. We reach the second floor and the doors open. Courtney nods her head at me and moves to the door. I quickly grab her arm. "Thank you."
"For what?"
"For warning me about what was going on," I answered. "You might have saved her life. I could never repay you for that." She gives me a sad smile and walks the rest of the way out the door.
"Your welcome," she replies before walking towards her sister's room. The doors close and I wait the rest of the ride by myself. I hear the ding of the door, alerting me that I'm on the right floor. I walk out and look for Haley's room. I spot a nurse down the hall and walk up to her.
"Excuse me, ma'am?" I ask. The nurse turns around and looks a bit annoyed that I bothered her.
"Yes?" she asks, impatiently tapping her foot.
"I'm...I'm looking for my best...my best friend's room?" I begin, trying to get myself under control. "Room 314?" She must know about Haley because as soon as he hears the number, her eyes soften.
"Oh, dear," she sighs. "Of course. This way." She leads me down the hall and stops when we get to Haley's room. I look through the window, but I couldn't really see anything.
"Could you come back and tell me when five minutes is up?" I ask, my voice cracking a little.
"You got it, sweetheart," she says before walking back to what she had been doing. I hold my breath as I opened the door. When I walk in the first thing I see is Haley's sleeping form. In run over to the bed and drop to my knees.
"Oh, Hales," I cry, grabbing a hold of her hand. I reach up and kiss her forehead. "I'm so so so sorry, baby. This is all my fault. I never meant for this to happen. I swear." I pull the chair closer to the bed so that I can sit in it. I look at Haley's face and I know that she doesn't blame me. But it doesn't matter, I blame me. "I love you so much, Hales. You have to be okay. We all need you. You're all Karen has left. She can't lose you too. And Peyton, she already lost her mom, I don't think that she can lose another person that she loves. And me," I pause to collect myself. "I can't go on without you. Please, just come back to us in one piece." I said all that I need to say so I just sit here and hold her hand. "Oh, yeah. Karen said that she loves you and so does Peyton."
"Dear?" the nurse calls. "It's been five minutes."
"The doctor said that I could only stay for ten minutes," I explained. "There's only supposed to be one person. Do you think it would be okay if I let someone else come in for the extra five minutes?"
"I think that would be okay," she answered. I nodded my head, but she stayed. I guess he plans on walking me out or something.
"Thanks," I muttered, turning back towards Haley. I stood up and bend down. I slowly placed another soft kiss on her forehead. "I love you, Hales," I whisper. I squeeze her hand one more time and then walk towards the door. I notice the nurse giving me a sad smile. I nod my head at her as I pass and make my way back to the elevator. No one was in there this time and soon I'm back in the waiting room. Peyton and Karen look surprised to see me and stand up.
"What are you doing back so soon?"
"I said everything that I needed to say right now," I explained. "I figured you could use the other five minutes." Karen gives me a thankful look and practically run towards the elevator. Peyton and I stare after her for a moment before making our way back to our seats.
"So, how is she?" Peyton asks nervously. I look at he ground and tried to keep from crying.
"When I saw her lying there," I began. "She just looked so broken, you know? My heart felt like it had been ripped in two." I started to cry. Peyton put her arm around me. "I don't know how she's ever going to get through this, Peyton."
"With our help, that's how," she tried to convince me. I laugh bitterly at her answer. She gives me a doubtful look. "I know, I know. It's up to her, Brooke. The only thing we can do is be there for her."
"Why does that sound like the most useless thing in the world?" I ask her. She laughs regretfully and leans her head on my shoulder.
"Probably cause it is," she sighs. I don't understand any of this. Why did Nathan do this to Haley? Why did I let this happen? Why didn't Peyton answer her phone? Why does it feel so good to be sitting with my best friend while my other best friend is lying in a hospital bed? Because God has one fucked up sense of humor.
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Please review! I need to know what you guys think so I know if I should continue or not. The moment you've all been waiting for is going to happen in one of the next few chapters. I have the perfect idea for it. Anyways, thanks for reading. Peace.
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Brooke's POV
I hate hospitals. I never really noticed that before. I mean when Luke was in the hospital I never really thought much about them. My boyfriend was there so I was there too. Nothing much to think about really. But for some reason, I absolutely hate them now. I'm not sure way, I just know that I do. I truly hope that this is the last time I ever have to be in one. I never used to be able to understand Peyton's hate for hospitals, now I do. They are so plain, you know. The waiting room is like a light puke green. Karen told me it was because the room needed to be relaxing. Can't you be relaxed in a room with earth tones? And the smell. Oh God. It reeks of crap and death. I can't stand it. But this is for Haley. From now on, I'd do anything for her. When I saw her beautiful face all bruised up like that, I wanted to kill. I've never felt that intense rage before. I was suddenly filled with the need to go find that son of a bitch and murder him. She looked so small and helpless. I just wanted to hold her and never let her go. I need her to be okay. It's selfish and I know this, but I don't care. I love her and I need her. I can't even begin to think about how life will change for her. I'll I do know is that I'm going to be there for her in anyway I can.
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"I'm sorry to be the one to have to tell you this, but it appears that Ms. James will never be able to have a baby now," the doctor tells us. I start to sob. I can vaguely feel Peyton's arms go around me as I almost fall to the floor. She's whispering something to me but all I can hear is Nathan screaming at me to get out. How could I have done this to my best friend?
"Can we see her?" I begged, pulling myself out of Peyton's embrace. I stood up straight and wiped my eyes. She still had a hand resting around my waist.
"Only one person can see her tonight," he answered. "She's still asleep after the drugs that we gave her for the tests. She needs her rest so only stay for ten minutes. You three can sort out which one of you will be going. She's in room 314, on the third floor." With that he disappeared through a set of swinging doors. Karen turned to us.
"You should go," I tell her. As much I want to see her, I'm sure that Karen wants it more. After all, she's loved Haley for a lot longer than me. She shakes her head.
"You need it more," she explains. "After what you saw, I think that you need to make sure that she's okay. With your own eyes." I'm about to protest, but she puts her hands up. "Go."
"Thank you," I cry, as I hug her. She holds me close.
"Tell her I love her, okay?" I nod and pull away. I turn to Peyton and she gives me an encouraging smile.
"Tell her I love her too," she adds. I hug her as I sense that she's about to cry.
"You got it, P. Sawyer," I whisper into her ear. She laughs sadly and kisses the top of me head. I slowly pull away and walk over to the elevator. "I'll be back soon." They nod and move into the waiting room. I take a deep breath and get into the elevator. When I get inside, there's another girl about my age standing there. I know her from somewhere.
"Hi," she says uneasily. I realize that I've been staring at her. "I'm Courtney."
"Hi, Courtney. I'm Brooke," I greet her. I'm still trying to place her face. Maybe we go to the same school. "Do I know you from somewhere?" She laughs slightly.
"The party," she answers. Now I remember her. "I'm the girl that was with Tim. I brought Haley the pants?"
"Right, yeah. I remember you."
"I take it that's who you're on your way to see?" I nod. She knows what I'm about to ask so she continues. "I'm just here to check on my little sister. She just got her tonsils out."
"That's nice," I comment. We stand in silence for a few moments. We reach the second floor and the doors open. Courtney nods her head at me and moves to the door. I quickly grab her arm. "Thank you."
"For what?"
"For warning me about what was going on," I answered. "You might have saved her life. I could never repay you for that." She gives me a sad smile and walks the rest of the way out the door.
"Your welcome," she replies before walking towards her sister's room. The doors close and I wait the rest of the ride by myself. I hear the ding of the door, alerting me that I'm on the right floor. I walk out and look for Haley's room. I spot a nurse down the hall and walk up to her.
"Excuse me, ma'am?" I ask. The nurse turns around and looks a bit annoyed that I bothered her.
"Yes?" she asks, impatiently tapping her foot.
"I'm...I'm looking for my best...my best friend's room?" I begin, trying to get myself under control. "Room 314?" She must know about Haley because as soon as he hears the number, her eyes soften.
"Oh, dear," she sighs. "Of course. This way." She leads me down the hall and stops when we get to Haley's room. I look through the window, but I couldn't really see anything.
"Could you come back and tell me when five minutes is up?" I ask, my voice cracking a little.
"You got it, sweetheart," she says before walking back to what she had been doing. I hold my breath as I opened the door. When I walk in the first thing I see is Haley's sleeping form. In run over to the bed and drop to my knees.
"Oh, Hales," I cry, grabbing a hold of her hand. I reach up and kiss her forehead. "I'm so so so sorry, baby. This is all my fault. I never meant for this to happen. I swear." I pull the chair closer to the bed so that I can sit in it. I look at Haley's face and I know that she doesn't blame me. But it doesn't matter, I blame me. "I love you so much, Hales. You have to be okay. We all need you. You're all Karen has left. She can't lose you too. And Peyton, she already lost her mom, I don't think that she can lose another person that she loves. And me," I pause to collect myself. "I can't go on without you. Please, just come back to us in one piece." I said all that I need to say so I just sit here and hold her hand. "Oh, yeah. Karen said that she loves you and so does Peyton."
"Dear?" the nurse calls. "It's been five minutes."
"The doctor said that I could only stay for ten minutes," I explained. "There's only supposed to be one person. Do you think it would be okay if I let someone else come in for the extra five minutes?"
"I think that would be okay," she answered. I nodded my head, but she stayed. I guess he plans on walking me out or something.
"Thanks," I muttered, turning back towards Haley. I stood up and bend down. I slowly placed another soft kiss on her forehead. "I love you, Hales," I whisper. I squeeze her hand one more time and then walk towards the door. I notice the nurse giving me a sad smile. I nod my head at her as I pass and make my way back to the elevator. No one was in there this time and soon I'm back in the waiting room. Peyton and Karen look surprised to see me and stand up.
"What are you doing back so soon?"
"I said everything that I needed to say right now," I explained. "I figured you could use the other five minutes." Karen gives me a thankful look and practically run towards the elevator. Peyton and I stare after her for a moment before making our way back to our seats.
"So, how is she?" Peyton asks nervously. I look at he ground and tried to keep from crying.
"When I saw her lying there," I began. "She just looked so broken, you know? My heart felt like it had been ripped in two." I started to cry. Peyton put her arm around me. "I don't know how she's ever going to get through this, Peyton."
"With our help, that's how," she tried to convince me. I laugh bitterly at her answer. She gives me a doubtful look. "I know, I know. It's up to her, Brooke. The only thing we can do is be there for her."
"Why does that sound like the most useless thing in the world?" I ask her. She laughs regretfully and leans her head on my shoulder.
"Probably cause it is," she sighs. I don't understand any of this. Why did Nathan do this to Haley? Why did I let this happen? Why didn't Peyton answer her phone? Why does it feel so good to be sitting with my best friend while my other best friend is lying in a hospital bed? Because God has one fucked up sense of humor.
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Please review! I need to know what you guys think so I know if I should continue or not. The moment you've all been waiting for is going to happen in one of the next few chapters. I have the perfect idea for it. Anyways, thanks for reading. Peace.