Chapter 7

'Is this Miss Davis, friend of a Miss Peyton Sawyer?'

'Don't know about friend, but yeah I know her. Why? Who's asking?'

'This is Trish from reception at the hospital, you're friend Miss Sawyer has been in an accident, she asked us to call you when she was still conscious'

'What?! She's not conscious??' said Brooke in a panicked tone

'Not currently, but if you could please come to the hospital to be with her a doctor will explain everything to you'

'Okay I'll be there as soon as I can, thankyou, bye'

Without a second thought, Brooke dropped everything and ran to her car. Driving like a mad woman she got to the hospital in no time. She rushed up to the intensive care unit where the receptionist had told her to go and she found Peyton in a room all alone with so many machines hooked up to her it immediately made Brooke cry.

She just stared at Peyton, she looked absolutely awful. Her blonde curly hair was matted in blood, both of her eyes were clamped firmly shut but you could hardly see her eyelids because of the big black bruises that were forming over them, small cuts all over her face where glass had obviously shattered, she had bruises all down her arms, thankfully for Brooke the rest of her body was covered by her hospital gown and a blanket so that she could not see anymore of the injuries.

Brooke's eyes moved down from Peyton's face to her pregnant belly, she prayed that the babies were still alive but right now she mainly prayed that their mother would be okay. To Brooke, Peyton's body still didn't look right with a pregnant belly, she thought Peyton almost looked swamped by it, but she would just need more time to adjust to it.

Brooke was quickly jolted from her thoughts when the doctor walked in.

'You must be Miss Davis? I'm Doctor Collins' he put out his hand to shake with Brookes

'Yeah that's me, how is she?'

'Well right now Peyton is in a critical condition, she was in a bad car smash up and she has attained some very serious injuries. Mainly to her head, but her injuries are vast. Her brain was deprived of oxygen for a short time which led to Peyton slipping into a coma. She cannot breath by herself right now because there is too much stress on her body so that is what the tube out of her mouth is for and the ventilator is next to her bed there, we don't know yet when she will wake up, it could be an hour, it could be a week. It is really too early to tell but she is in with a fighting chance'

Brooke was devastated, she could hardly string a sentence together 'What... So she might not wake up? What about the babies? Please just tell me'

'Right now we don't know if she will wake up but there is a very high chance that she will so try and keep that out of your mind. To our surprise her twins are actually doing okay, they were in a lot of stress when she was first brought in and we nearly lost one but things have calmed down now Peyton is a bit more stable. They are doing just fine, we are a bit more worried about their mum right now so we are focusing on getting her better'

'Thankyou doctor, what happens next?'

'Well Miss Davis, I'm sorry to say that all we can do now is wait for Peyton to come back to us. Is it okay if you answer a few questions for us?'

'Yeah sure'

'Now I don't mean to scare you but we need to get in touch with Peyton's next of kin. We tried to contact a Mr. Larry Sawyer, presumably her father? at his last known work address but they said that he had left them many months ago, do you know where we can contact him?'

'Erm... no i don't sorry, Larry moves around a lot, I wouldn't have a clue sorry'

'It's okay. Does she have any other family we could contact?'

'No, her Dad is all she has... and me.'

'Will you be staying with her for the time being? It's just so we have someone to contact in case of an emergency'

'Yeah I'll be here. I'm all she needs' Brooke said strongly, intwining her hand with Peyton's.

'Okay, well i will keep you informed of Peyton's condition. If you need to contact anyone there is a phone in main reception. Thankyou for your help Miss Davis, my thoughts are with you'

As the doctor left, Brooke broke down pleading to Peyton 'Wake up P. Sawyer please, please'

After a while Brooke got up and went to reception to call the only person that had truly always been there for her.

Karen Roe.