Okay, Guys, I'm so sorry I haven't updated in forever. I don't know why I haven't; I've had so much stuff going on that it's been kind of hard. But, even though writers block is the Devil, Im going to turn this into whatever the fuck comes to mind :) haha. I've realized with this story, I've been kinda more descriptive than all of my other stories, and I don't know why – I blame the music I listen to while I write ;) It inspires me. So, when you review (I hope you all do!) If you're listening to a song that you think really sets in with any chapter, lemme know in the review! Apologizing in advance for cliché-ness… uhm, I don't own Lemonade Mouth, Just my OC Thomas… and the plot line… Hmm, I think I've covered everything and anything… so, ONWARD MY TRUSTY READERS. (I've been saying that for like, 3 days straight, and I don't know why! Oh, and before I forget; Im listening to Stuttering by Fefe Dobson… I love this song, but I don't know if it shall fit into this chapter.)
(Changing it up a bit…)
Wen's P.O.V:
It's been 4 days. Four goddamn days since Thomas stabbed Olivia, and raped Stella. I mean, both of them are in the hospital, Stella's pretty much okay… she's not really herself though, but Im sure you can imagine why. It wouldn't take a genius. Thank god she's such a tough ass, or else Thomas may have killed her. She fought back, did she ever. Got in a few really good hits, so I hear from her constant bragging. That's the one thing that will never change about Stella; she will brag about anything and everything. Olivia is a different story. She's…. not doing so great. She's in a medically induced coma right now, and has been since the night we brought her in, 4 days ago (so I mention again).
Thomas is dead. That's what I didn't mention; police found where he had taken Stella after she had cleverly done a bull/matador type move, which brought Thomas smashing into a glass window. Neighbors weren't too happy and when police barged into the house, saw nothing, went upstairs and heard Stella screaming for help – broke down the door, saw Thomas on top of her with a knife against her throat, and shot. I can't even begin to tell you how happy I am that the motherfucker is dead and gone.
So, here I sit, for the fourth day in a row, next to Olivia's hospital bed, her hand clasped in mine, just waiting for her to wake up. The doctors have told me countless times that her injuries are so severe that there's a high chance she may never wake up, but I don't care. I will sit here until the moment her heart stops beating if I have to. After what she went through, I just can't leave her alone. I don't even care that Thomas is dead… I don't trust anyone around her. I love her… I honestly and truly do, and I don't know why I didn't realize Stella's Thomas was… well, Olivia's Thomas as well. I should've seen it the day Stella introduced us all – Olivia left in such a hurry… and then at the party; Olivia was a wreck. A hot, sexy wreck, but still a wreck. Wait; aren't hot and sexy technically classified as the same thing..? Oh well, whatever, I guess it really doesn't matter; I think I made my point clear.
I cleared my throat and ran a hand through my hair, sighing aloud to myself for the millionth time today. It was annoying, waiting, I'll admit that. But I couldn't bring myself to leave her no matter what. (If my point wasn't made clear, please read above again.) I looked down at Olivia… she looked so peaceful, even with the abnormal pale skin and machines hooked up to her. I don't know what to do with myself anymore… this is my fault. If only I had gotten to her in time, if only I had realized who Thomas was on the day, this all could've been avoided, and Olivia wouldn't be hanging onto her life by a string. I let my head drop for a second, my eyes closed tightly, before an almost soundless knock at the door had my head springing up and glancing towards the noise.
Olivia's Grandmother, whom she called Gram, and Olivia's doctor, Dr. Reynolds, stood in the doorway. Olivia's Grandmother had a small, sad smile on her face when she noticed that I still hand Olivia's hand clasped in mine.
I stood up and cleared my throat, reluctantly letting go of Olivia's hand and walking to the door, smiling sadly at Olivia's Grandmother and her doctor, before I slid past them.
"Wendell?" Came a small voice from behind me… it was Olivia's grandmother.
"Yes, Mrs. White?" I asked, facing the woman who stood before me, her hands clasped together, her face shrunken in and sullen with lack of sleep.
"Thank you, for everything you have done. If Olivia knew what was going on, I just know she would be very grateful to have such a wonderful boyfriend like yourself."
"Oh, Mrs. White, I'm not Olivia's boyfrie-"
"Hush now Child, I saw you and my baby Liv the other night, and don't think that girl doesn't go and talk all about how much she cares for you. She writes songs about you, you know?"
"Olivia has feelings for me?" I asked, stunned.
"Well, I would think so! With all the talking and song writing she does about you, you'd have to be a blind man not to notice." She chuckled softly to herself. "But Wendell, I do appreciate everything you've done in the past four days. Now, go home, eat, shower, and get some rest. I promise I will contact you if anything happens."
"But Mrs. White… I cant just leave-"
"She will be fine. I promise you. Now go." But even with as much strength Mrs. White could muster, I could still detect the waver in her voice, the doubt even when she promised me that Olivia would be fine. Even she knew the severity of what had happened.
I nodded solemnly and turned away from Mrs. White, and walked down the hallway to the elevators. Hitting the 'down' button, it flashed with a red light and the elevator's doors slid open. I stepped inside the green painted room with brown tiles and hit the 'G' button on the right side of the door. I watched the doors slide closed as I sighed, feeling the elevator move beneath my feet, dropping down the 7 stories I was up. Another small 'ding' brought me to look up to see that someone else was getting on the elevator. I took a small step backwards to make room for whomever was getting on the elevator, but kept my eyes planted to the ugly brown tiles, and my white and blue sneakers.
It was a woman, whoever had gotten on the elevator. I could tell from the higher-pitched voice that talked in a hushed tone into what I'm assuming was a phone, and the click of her heels on the tile.
"No, Austin, I don't care that the police shot him down, and I don't give a damn that… the Stella girl got away! I'm in an elevator, so I'm sure to lose service anytime now, but I'm on my way up to see that… Olivia character that Thomas knew so well, and finish her off once and for all."
Apparently I didn't hear the elevator 'ding' again, registering that we had hit the ground floor.
"Hang on Austin," she spoke harshly. "Hey, kid, aren't you getting off?"
For the first time I looked up into the face of a mid-30 year old woman with long, straight platinum blond hair, deep brown eyes, fair skin, a business suit on, and she had a bag draped over her shoulder that could've very easily hidden a great Dane.
"No, lady, I'm not getting off. I'm going UP to go see my best friend, OLIVIA," I accented saying up and Olivia for good measure, "and my other best friend STELLA, who were both attacked a few days ago by a guy, named THOMAS.. hmm, sounds familiar, doesn't it?" I narrowed my eyes at her and she put the phone back to her ear while hitting the 'close door' button. "Austin, we have a situation, but don't worry. It's just a stupid ass punk who thinks he knows everything… yes, I still have the pistol… no, It wont be full for long…. Yes, I'll be careful…. Okay…. Bye." She hung up the phone, reached into that giant bag of hers, and drew out a pistol.
"Now, nothing, and no one is getting in my fucking way of getting rid of the girl who ruined Thomas' life. Looks like you'll be going down first, though."
She cocked the gun.
And I just about peed my pants right then and there.
Teehee, I was gonna make this longer and stuff, but then I was like "da fuck am I doing?" So, this is all you get for now. Again, so terribly sorry for not updating in like a month D": you all have permission to hate me. But I'll try and explain this chapter best I can in the next one... which HOPEFULLy will be written and uploaded soon. So lovies, Reviews are welcome. Im thinking 8 for the next chapter(: