From where he left off, not only is KYle in deep shit, but Brooke is as well. The girl got run over by a car for heaven's sake ! lol. I know that the way it was detailed was kinda gross or kinda sad, but that's the only way i could think of how to write it. I didn't wanna make it from Brooke's side because that's just stupid lol. I came up wiht Nikolas out of nowhere actually. I was thinking that there should be an actual nice guy in the midst of all the mob organizations and crap. Plus the guy's hilarious. He hates his job, he's not even a tough dudee. But that's probably the only time you'll see him in the fic. Maybe i'll add him on in future chapters but for right now no.
During my vacation in California, i thought alot about how i wanted to write the next chapter, and what i wanted to happen. The first thing being that i wanted to add in POVs of Brooke and Kyle, maybe even the other characters as well. It just seemed like i should, that it would make it more personal and easier to understand. As for what i wanted to happen, i have no freaking idea. I write as i go, not really thinking about what's gonna happen next or whatever. But i do give alot of thoght into it, thinking into the future, and how it would benefit then also. Like i said, it's definitely a Bryle fic. I know i said watch out for Brucas, which there is gonna be for a little while longer, but i just wanted to make things interesting lol.
Brooke's in the hospital, i haven't really decided the extent of her injuries. Kyle's pissed and worried. Lorenzo wants that sweet revenge that he's been wanting for no reason.
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Some of the first noises you hear in hospitals is the beeping of monitors, the signal for life. Then comes the hustle and bustle of the staff. Doctors filling out discharge papers and looking over charts. Nurses run in and out of rooms, catering to their patient's needs, making sure they are comfortable. And the front desk ladies answer the phones, take messages, and gossip over the latest People magazine. The occasional family members come in and out of rooms after visiting loved ones. Babies are puking and wailing in thier mother's arms. The sound of sodas hitting the bottom of machines, waiting to be collected and swigged. The grinding of coffe beans into the oh so famous hospital coffee. And sometimes you hear the groans of disgust as people gag themselves over Tuesday Surprise at the cafeteria.
Despite what people think, the hospital is full of random sounds. Some are loud beyond belief. And some are faint, some so quiet that you can't even hear. Then there are those sounds that you never once paid attention to. But they're noises. A plump lady with a food tray rolled past him, and not once did KYle acknowledge her presense, or the presense of all the other things going on around him. All he could hear was the thoughts in his head, his most cherished memories, and Brooke's imaginable heartbeats he was making in his mind.
He had been sitting in a random chair in the waiting room ever since he, Nathnan, and Rachel had spoken to Brooke's doctor. Dr. Andrew Copeland had said that Brooke had suffered from extensive injuries and that she was lucky. Fortunately they were able to stabilize her after she had flat lined three times. When Kyle asked if she was gonna be okay, Dr. Copeland had sighed, which was anything but a good sign. "She's not out of the woods, but let's hope for the best," was his words exactly. Apparently Brooke was in a coma and no one was sure when or if she was going to wake up.
Nathan and Rachel were making phonecalls while Kyle sat in this uncomfortable plastic chair. For a minute he felt bad that they were doing all the work, but there was no way he would be able to bring himself to do anything, he had done enough. All he could think about was what to do with himself. He had single handedly managed to be the cause of Brooke's comatose state and he wasn't sure what to do, how to make things better.
He should probably be calling his uncle and cousin to let them know what had happened, and who was behind it. That would be his first instinct if it was anyone else, but he was useless to everything until he knew Brooke was going to be alright. He might as well be the one in a coma. Rachel had already been in to see Brooke, and he was guessing Nathan had dropped by also before starting on the phonecalls. Brooke was a popular person. Kyle on the other hand, wouldn't go in there. He wanted to, he tried to. But his feet stayed firmly planted to the ground, and his strength to rise from the chair was withheld. The images of Brooke laying helpless in a hospital bed was just too much for him to take.
Nathan had told him repeatedly that it wasn't his fault, that there was nothing he could've done that would change things, but Kyle wasn't hearing him. This was his fault. He was the reason why Brooke was laying in a hospital bed with IVs in her arm, fighting for her life. This was completely his fault. If he could do over the past 3 months, he would do it in a heartbeat, no questions asked. Of course he would start with even thinking he could handle the family business. He'd like to call it a short lapse of judgment, but it wasn't. It was something he had thought long and hard about, and he still managed to make a dumbass decision.
The sound of footsteps reached Kyle's ears, and his mind focused on those steps, wondering if they were of someone he know. He didn't want to look up, scared that tears would swerve their way out of his eyes, he just focused on the sign for a giftshop. From his time sitting there, he had memorized every single freaking detail of the small shop. What was on display, the prices, and what the store consisted of. He even caught a glimpse of the cashier's name, Jeanie.
The footsteps stopped to his right and he heard them plop down in the seat next to him. If it was any other time, he would've thought it was just any other person, just looking for a seat to relax in, even though you couldn't relax in the old plastic. Kyle allowed his eyes to wander an inch or two, curious to who it was. If it was his dad or his uncle, he didn't think he would be able to be in a conversation with them, discussing his next move towards Rosali, it just didn't seem important. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the inhabiter of the seat beside him wore black old school converses.
"I'm not gonna ask you if you're okay," Peyton said lightly, as lightly as she could anyway.
Kyle smirked, "Thanks. But for the record im not okay."
"The doctors say that there's still hope for her."
"Yea they say that, but they're doctors. They haven't said if she'll come out of this."
"You have to have hope."
Kyle scoffed, "I'm to the point where i have no hope left in me Peyt. This whole situation is my fault, all of it. There's no hope for that."
"Kyle you have to stop blaming yourself for Brooke's situation ! This isn't your fault. There's no way you could've prevented this."
"Peyton i know you're just trying to help me, and i'm thankful for that, but this is my fault. You don't know how much of this is my fault."
"Then why don't you explain to me how this is your fault?" Peyton asked, determination in her face.
"I can't," Kyle said quietly.
"Why the hell not?"
"Because i just can't tell you."
"By any chance does this have to do with what you told Nathan, when you were in the hospital?"
"Yeaa," he mumbled.
"Kyle, just tell me. You trust me don't you?" Peyton asked.
"PEyton of course i trust you. You're one of my best friends. But i can't have someone else i care about getting hurt because of me," Kyle said quietly.
Peyton's eyes got as big as saucers, "Oh my god, you're on drugs aren't you?!?!"
"What?!?! NO?!?!" Kyle exclaimed.
"Then you're a drug dealer !"
"No Peyton I'm not on drugs nor a drug dealer," Kyle said, rolling his eyes.
"But it's something illegal isn't it?" Peyton pushed.
"Uhh yenno it's not that ..."
"Kyle Sammet what the hell are you getting into?" Peyton yelled, standing up.
"Nothing alright?! It's gonna be done with soon. And it's not like you would believe it."
"Try me," Peyton said, arms crossed and foot tapping.
Kyle sighed and pulled Peyton's arm.
"Where are you taking me?" Peyton asked confused as they stepped on the elevator. Kyle pressed the 8 button before turning around.
"The cafeteria. This might take awhile."
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Never in a million year would you find Michael Scott calling Leo Giovanni. That was absolutely a big no no. You could call it was long life grudge or whatever, but the two men just didn't really work well together. They had their own personal vendettas against each other, but they could manage to get along when it came to Kyle. Michael didn't like the whole family organization, and Leo just didn't like Michael for keeping Kyle away from his family.
But somehow Michael was on the phone, waiting to hear Leo's voice on the other line.
When Nathan had called him and told him what had happened to Brooke, his first instinct was to ask how Kyle was, but you can guess how he was. The whole situation had Mob written all over it and if one person knew what to do it was Leo. No doubt Kyle was blaming himself for the predicament and Michael didn't know what to do, so this called for him.
Michael paced the kitchen anxiously, waiting for Leo to pick up the phone. After about 5 rings he finally heard the heavy accent of his brother in law.
"Hello?"
"I take it you haven't heard?"
"Michael? Heard what?"
"I think it would be a good idea if you went to the hospital."
"Why? Did something happen to Kyle?"
Michael sighed, "No, Kyle's fine, nothing happened to him. It's Brooke."
"Brooke .. Davis?"
"Yeaa Brooke Davis. She was ran over by a car that looked like the one that hurt Kyle. And i'm pretty sure Kyle blames himself and wants to get back at whoever did this, which is why i called you. An innocent girl was hurt today, a girl that Kyle loves, hes' not taking this lying down."
"Oh my god. Well yeaa of course he's blaming himself. We'll head over to the hospital to see Kyle and figure out what to do."
"Wait, do what?"
"No not like that. Kyle's not gonna do anything dangerous, we can't let him. But maybe after talking with him or something, he'll see that this isn't his fault. I'll have to talk with my other brothers to seee what they wanna do about Rosali. This has obviously gotten too far.
"It's gone wayy too far. This guy really wants you guys down doesn't he?"
Leo sighed, "You have no idea Michael. He's had this huge problem with us ever since he popped up. He figures if he gets rid of the younger ones, that we'll eventually bow down to him. What he doesn't realize is that there's alot of us. But yeaa, we're on our way to the hospital now."
"Alrihgt, just thought i'd let you know."
"Actually i'm surprised you'd be calling me at all."
"Yeaa, well i didn't expect Kyle to."
"Mmhmm, talk to you later."
"Byee."
Michael laughed to himself as he put the phone back into the receiver. That was probably one of the very rare times he's ever had a regular conversation with his brother in law. Sure, back when his wife was alive, he would have lots to say to Leo, but those days were over and now he was just talking you him. He knew that they needed to work together if they wer egonna pull Kyle out of this huge darkness that he has recently been in.
It's hard to watch someone you love hurt in any way, Michael knew that first hand. And if Kyle was anything like his father, he would be making bad decisions, thinking they were good. He wasn't sure if Kyle was ready for that, but Michael had complete faith in his son.
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"So basically you're like in this mob family, which makes you a mob guy, which you found out about after your grandfather's funeral. The people that ran you over were trying to kill you, also known as Lorenzo Rosali. Your uncle and cousin are here because they're trying to make sure nothing happens to you, even though they've done a sucky job so far," Peyton stated before sipping her Coke.
Kyle and Peyton had been in the cafeteria for about half an hour, Kyle explaining everything that happened since he left for his grandfather's funeral. When he really thought about it, the story wasn't long at all. But he still managed to go on and on, not leaving out any detail.
"Yeaa. Yeaa that's basically it," Kyle said confused.
"So, what does Brooke have to do with this?"
"To be honest i'm not really sure. I've been thinking about it, and the only thing i can think of is bait."
"Bait?"
"Yeaa, Rosali's using Brooke as bait. He's trying to lure me out of the woods by hurting Brooke. He probably knows how i feel about her, and he's using that to get me to come out for him to kill or whatever he wants to do with me."
"Are you gonna give into that?" Peyton asked, eyebrows creased.
Kyle shrugged, "I have to. If i don't, if i don't do anything about it, Rosali's going to continue hurting the people i love and care about. I can't let that happen."
"Aren't you scared?"
"I guess, i'm probably used to it by now though."
"Well, you're in pretty deep shit," Peyton laughed.
KYle laughed with her, "Yeaa i guess i am. It's ironic how much my life changed."
"Yeaa, but you're doing a good job with what you've got."
"I'm not too sure about that but thanks."
"Dude, i'm sure of it. I bet that other guys your age would freak out and run from the thought of this. They wouldn't have stayed and faced the music like you are right now. Sure, you could blame yourself, but it's not your fault. It's Rosali's thinking he could freak you out, but i know you're not that kind of person. You're gonna do the right thing." Peyton said determinedly.
"You really think that highly of me? I remember one time you called me a pussy," Kyle said skeptically.
Peyton leaned back in her seat, "Yeaa i said that because you were, at the time. Oh and don't get used to me praising you. People might talk."
Kyle laughed, "Alright i won't tell people of your complimentary attitude towards me, if you don't say anything about my secret."
"Well it wasn't exactly complimentary attidue ..."
"Seriously Peyton. You cannot tell anyone. Not Lucas or Haley. The only reason Nathan knows is because he basically pried it out of me."
"I know, and i promise i won't tell anyone, not even Haley. Does Brooke know?"
"No, and she never will, not if i can help it."
"Alrihgt, say you don't tell her. Don't you think she would wanna know what exactly happened to her and why?"
"Of course it's Brooke. She's gonna wanna know whatever happened, but Peyton if i were to tell her, she would be so mad at me. I don't think i could stand that."
Peyton sighed, "ALrihgt, i won't tell her anything. But aren't you gonna tell her sometime?"
"Eventually i'll have to tell her. But not now," Kyle sighed.
"Do you think there's any hope left for you guys?" Peyton asked hopefully.
Kyle smiled, "I really don't know. There's nothing i would love more, but i really don't know. If this situation gets better, then maybe. But i can't be sure about it all right now. But i do have hope."
"I thoght you didn't have enough hope left in you?"
"For Brooke i do."
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"Geez Dad, what are we going to do? An innocent person got hurt !" Manny exclaimed as he drove the slick BMW, streetlights starting to show.
"For right now i have no idea. But we'll figure something out," Leo said determindedly.
"This is seriously messed up," Manny said, shaking his head.
"God only knows what Kyle's going through right now."
"I know, but he's gonna want revenge Dad."
"Already thought about that. We can't let him do anything stupid now can we?"
"So, what are we gonna do?"
"Nothing, for now. We'll see what happens before we react at all."
"Did Mike say if Brooke was gonna be alrihgt or not?"
"He didn't give me details, all he said was that Brooke Davis was in the hospital after being run over by a car that looked exactly like the one that ran over Kyle."
Manny smirked, "I don't know what's more unbelievable, Kyle starting over with his dad, or you actually having a conversation with Mike."
Leo laughed as he heard his cell phone ring from his pants pocket. He pulled it out and flipped it open, not recognizing the number.
"Hello?"
"Long time no talk Leo," a familiar cold voice said on the other line.
Leo's face tensed, "Lorenzo, what do you want?"
"You don't waste anytime. I'm guessing you know that it was me who pushed the hit and run on the girl?"
"You bet i did and you're lucky you're not dead right now," Leo said gritting his teeth.
"Sure, whatever. Look the reason i called is some information that i think Kyle needs to hear also."
"There's no way in hell i'm letting you get in contact with Kyle," Leo exclaimed.
"Seriously Leo? Alright, if you want your nephew and brother in law to live longer, i suggest you pay attention."
Leo closed his eyes and sighed, "I'm listening."
"That was easier than i thought, you've gotten calmer over the years--"
"Just get to the point."
"Or maybe not. Is Kyle anywhere around you?"
"No, we're heading over to see him. Why?"
"Like i said before, he needs to hear my proposition. I'll call back in fifteen minutes and i expect Kyle to be with you."
And the line went dead.
"Was that Lorenzo?" Manny asked seriously, even though he already knew it was.
"Yup, he has a proposition, one that i don't think we're gonna like. But anyway, he's gonna call back in five minutes. We'll be at the hospital by then."
"So we're buying into his proposition?"
"We have to. It's the only way we can maybe negotiate. He threatened Mike and Kyle if we didn't."
"Great. He's not gonna let this go is he?" Manny asked, pulling into Tree Hill Memorial Hospital.
"Nope. I wouldn't be cooperating if i thought he would just give up," Leo said walking into the hospital.
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After his enlightening conversation with Peyton, Kyle found himself on the roof of the hospital. It wasn't his intention of going there, but somehow his feet steered him in that familiar direction. The truth was, KYle used to go there whenever he'd be at the hospital, because something would be bothering him, things that he couldn't get his mind off of.
The first time was when he broke his arm and found out that he couldn't play basketball for three months, he ran. He ran until he reaches the rooftop of the hospital until his mother found him. A mother's instinct if you will, but she managed to make him see the bright side of things. Then there was when he was 15 and his grandfather was having major heart surgery. He remembered being so scared, he didn't want to lose another person he loved. This time Brooke had found him. She had convinced him that his grandfather would pull through and cheered him up real quick by calling him by his nickname, K.Sammet. She had also said he would never lose her. It was that moment that Kyle knew that Brooke was going to be a big part of his life and that they would have each other's backs no matter what. It was a good day.
It was too bad that Brooke couldn't cheer him up or make him feel better this time. It had only been a couple of hours, and he was already missing her. Sometimes it was her smile, her eyes, her voice, her laugh, sometimes he even missed her yelling at him. He just wanted her, to be able to tell her how sorry he was that she was been hurt, physically and emotionally. He's heard people say that even if you're in a coma, you can still hear and things around you. Kyle didn't doubt that for a second, he had experienced it, but he was pretty sure he didn't look too good in the hospital. The car accident had left scratches and bad bruses all over his body and he wondered what it did to Brooke. Just the thought made his heart drop. He didn't think he could see her so weak right now. It was just too hard. Her radiance would be gone, and her dimples would be etched out of her cheeks.
But Brooke wasn't the only one Kyle thought would look a mess. He knew he looked like crap as well. The black button down shirt and his black pants were still tucked in after his meeting with Duke, but he was sure everything else about him looked completely messy. He was run his hand through his hair so many times, the gel was probably out and he felt his face getting rough, since he hadn't shaved since this morning. His eyes felt tired and sometimes he felt like he could barely stand up.
Tree Hill wasn't a really big town, yet the view overlooking it was amazing. You could literally read the sign over every shop, know what color it is, and be able to figure out how to get there, the view was so close up. He didn't even have to squint to be able to see the Rivercourt, even though it was on the other side of town.
The door to the rooftop swung open but Kyle didn't pay any attention to it. Sure, it could've been an enemy, someone that wanted to hurt him, but he really didn't care, he just wanted to enjoy and view, as stupid as it sounds. Ever since Brooke's accident, Kyle had been wanting to just think about things, not wanting to deal with the present.
"Didn't know if i'd find you here or not," Nathan said as he stood next to Kyle, looking at the view.
"Then why'd you think to come here?" Kyle asked, still looking over the town.
Nathan shrugged, "Well, i didn't think you'd be in the maternity ward, or looking at babies. I thought about checking the phsychiatric ward but i realized you're not that crazy."
"Gee thanks. So what's up?" Kyle said, tearing his eyes away.
"Umm, your uncle and cousin are here, they wanted to see you and asked if i would look," Nathan said uncertainly.
"Yeaa, i was expecting them to look for me sometime," Kyle sighed.
"So i'm just going to take a wild guess and say that this has something to do with what happened?"
"You're right on the money."
"Dude, you guys aren't thinking about like, doing anything dangerous are you?"
Kyle shrugged, "I don't know. I don't want to, but whoever's after me or my family, really wants us out of their way."
"Aren't you scared?"
"Of course i am, but i'm not gonna let it freak me out beyond sanity."
Nathan nodded, "You know, the doctors say Brooke's getting better already. You should go in and see her."
"I'm glad, but i'll know she's better when i see her wake up. And i don't think i can see her right now. It's just too hard for me."
"You know i felt the same way. I had Haley up on this pedestal for so long. And when she was in the hospital, i couldn't believe that she could be seriously hurt. Then there was the time Dan was in the hospital also. It was weird always seeing him so in control and arrogant, and then weak and helpless. Haley and Dan aren't invincible, and neither is Brooke. It's normal, but you're going to have to see her sometime. I know that she's not awake with her eyes open, but she can still hear people talking to her. And we both know she would be pissed if she knew that you never went in to see her," Nathan explained.
Kyle scoffed, "Hell yea she'd be pissed. But, i just can't do it right now. Maybe after i figure things out. Oh i told Peyton by the way."
"Really? How'd she take it?"
"Surprisingly she was really cool about it. Didn't go all crazy and whack me on the head," Kyle laughed.
"Yeaa that is weird. BUt she's okay with it and eveyrthing?"
"For the most part. She just really wants me to tell Brooke about what's going on."
"Well she isn't the only one," Nathan said seriously.
Kyle sighed, "I know, you want me to tell her also. But i just don't think it's the right time. Yea she's in the hospital, but i just need to figure out how i'm gonna fix everything else, then hopefully i'll have enough guts to tell her."
"As long as you're going to tell her, it's alright with me. But you should really head out to see your uncle and stuff. He looked pretty anxious when i saw him."
"Yeaa i expect he would be," Kyle said sarcastically.
Nathan shoved Kyle towards the exit and laughed.
He breathed a sigh that he'd been holding in for the past few hours. For such a small town, there was a hell of alot going on in Tree Hill. Ever since Nathan was a little kid, the town was booming with the latest gossip, political campaigns, and the ever so popular carnivals and tourist days. He still couldn't figure out why people would wanna tour Tree Hill, even in his teenage years.
Nathan was worried about alot of things lately. The first thing being Haley, who was due to give birth in a couple of weeks. There was his mom, who was still in rehab. Nathan hadn't talked to her in awhile, but he hoped she was doing well. He was also worried about Brooke, hoping that she would pull through alright because frankly, he missed her. Then there was Kyle, his best friend and someone who had alot on his shoulders. Nathan was famililar with that feeling. Ever since he was born, he had this life thrust upon him, one that he never asked for. As he got older, the pressure had increased, and it was just soo much for him to handle. It wasn't as drastic and serious as Kyle's, but it was still hard to have so many things going on in your life that you feel like you can't stand straight.
Looking out at the small town, Nathan had a feeling things were about to get alot more interesting.
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Despite wanting to get things done, Kyle really didn't want to talk to Leo or Manny. Sure, it sounded impolite and mean, but it was the truth and nothing but. He really didn't care what was going on in the mob world, he really didn't. He wanted to find out who did this, he just didn't like talking about it. It just all seemed too much for him at a time. All Kyle wanted was some peace and quiet so he could think about things, and try to make sense of everything going on around him. But in his situation, there wasn't time for that.
Nathan hadn't told Kyle exactly where his uncle and cousin were, but he guessed they were either in the cafeteria or in the waiting room, where Nathan had been. He tried the cafeteria, but no sign of Italian men in suits, so he took the elevator downstairs to the waiting room and sure enough there they were. Haley, Peyton, Karen, Lucas, and Rachel were also in there, sitting in a corner talking. Leo and Manny were leaning against the wall, talking silently to each other. Every once in awhile Lucas would turn sideways and give them a weird look before returning back to the conversation. Sighing, Kyle decided to just go for the plunge and stepped out of the shadows.
The first person to notice him was Haley, who was facing the elevator doors and saw Kyle step out from the side. She shuffled up and rushed toward him, well, as fast as she could anyway. But it was funny seeing her waddle towards him.
Haley pulled him into a hug, "Oh my gosh, where were you? We've all been trying to get ahold of you."
"Yeaa sorry about that Haley. I had, a meeting with the scouts from Duke and i guess i lost track of time," KYle said nervously and sending Peyton a thank you look.
"It's alright. We've all just been wondering where you were," Haley said quietly, knowing how much Brooke meant to Kyle.
"Sorry about that. Umm, so how is she?" Kyle asked. He had heard it from Nathan already, but he needed to hear it from somebody that didn't know his situation right now.
Haley smiled, "The doctor is in now checking up on her. But he said that she's getting better now, hopefully she'll wake up soon."
KYle smiled as big as he could. He was really glad that Brooke was getting better, but it didn't make him feel the guilt any less. To him, it was still his fault and it would stay that way. He glanced at his uncle and cousin who had seen him already. They were just standing there, like they were waiting for him or something. Kyle rolled his eyes.
"Listen guys, i'm sorry but i have to go take care of something. I'll be back but when you see Brooke, could you tell her i was here?" KYle asked.
"Sure, we'll tell her. Oh do you know where Nathan is?"
"Uhh i think he said something about going to the cafeteria," Kyle said, glancing back at his uncle.
Haley wrinkled her nose, "Eww he's getting something from the cafeteria?"
"Well you know Nathan. That guy could eat anything," Kyle smiled.
"Yes he can."
"Alright i'm gonna get going, but i'll see you guys later," Kyle said witha wave of his hand before leaving the waiting room, his uncle and cousin not too far behind him.
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At first Kyle wasn't really sure where he was going. All he knew was that he wanted to be far away from the waiting room, somewhere that he knew no one would think about going to. And for some reason the thought of babies crossed his mind, and he was on his way to the maternity ward. On the way over there, not once did he speak to Leo or Manny, he just wanted to find someplace where they could talk, somewhere no one would find them at.
Reaching the ward, there were some night straddlers walking around. Men with cups of coffee in their hands, on the phone with family members. Kyle continued to walk on and on, he had no idea where he wanted to go but his feet brought him to the pane glass window overlooking the newborn babies. Some were in regular hospital cribs, with either a blue or pink baby blanket wrapped around them. On the other side, there were babies with tubed coming out of them, and some so small that it was hard to believe that they were living people.
After some time, Kyle finally shook his mind out of the clouds before turning around. Leo and Manny were behind him the whole time, staring at him anxiously once agian.
"So ... i'm guessing you guys know what happened?" Kyle asked lightly.
"Yup, how are you doing?" Leo asked him, concerned.
Kyle shrugged, "It's my fault. That should give oyu a hint."
"Kyle it's not your fault--"
"Look, what is it you guys wanted to talk to me about?" Kyle dismissed. He wasn't really in the mood for people telling him it wasn't his fault, he had enough of that for the day.
Manny glanced around before speaking, "Alright, so it's obvious that Lorenzo was behind this. On our way here, he called."
Kyle's eyes bugged out, "He actually called you?!?"
Manny nodded, "Yeaa. He wouldn't tell us exactly what, but he said something about a propostition. And he wanted you to hear it also."
"Said he'd call in 15 minutes and wanted you to be there for it. Which is why we're here," Leo finished.
"He wants a propotistion? About what? He already hurt the person i care about the most. There is no way i'm gonna negotiate with him !"
"Kyle, you just might have to. I don't doubt you're knowledge about the mob business, but it's all about street smarts. You have to know what to do and how to push people. Lorenzo knows exactly what to do to pull you in. And you're just going to have to buy into it," Leo explained.
"Are you serious? You want me to buy into what he's going to tell me, even if it gets me killed?!" Kyle hissed.
"It's not going to get you killed. We have to do it Kyle. YOu have no idea what this man is capable of. If he could run over an innocent girl, think about what he could do if we don't give in to what he wants?" Leo said quietly.
Kyle sighed and looked back through the glass. He seriously wouldn't mind right now being a baby. Sure, it would take 17 years of his life away from him, but at least he wouldn't be faced with this burden on his hsoulder rihgt now. He really wasn't sure what to do at the moment. Kyle never really was a cocky guy, but he did hold his pride close to him. How was he supposed to buy in to his enemy's bullshit? No doubt it was something dangerous, and definteily something he wasn't going to like.
"I don't know how to do this. There is not one piece of information that i've learned that has prepared me for this."
"None of us expected this and we're sorry that Brooke for hurt, but if we listen to what Lorenzo has to say, it just might put an end to this?" Manny explained.
"So you mean to tell me, that if we talk to Lorenzo, then he just might simultaneously forget the whole thing and leave me to get out of the business and live a mob free life?" Kyle asked sarcasrically.
"Not not exactly, but it's going to help a little bit. You have to trust us on this Kyle. We're ranked above Lorenzo, but he is capable of so much damage. Just, listening to what he has to say just might save our lives," Manny said.
To his uncle and cousin, talking with Lorenzo would seem like a good idea .. to them that is. They would talk wiht them, negotiate some things, and in their mind, the whole thing would be done with, leaving Kyle to get out of this mess and live his life the way he had planned to, wayyy before his grandfather died. That was wishful thinking on their part. And just like any other teenager, Kyle always thought realistically. In real life, Lorenzo would call him, Kyle would get angry, and Lorenzo would blackmail or threaten him if he didn't do something, which would leave him in a whole other predicament.
Right now KYle would love nothing more than to just walk away from this whole situation, away from Tree Hill, maybe things would be better for him if he were to just leave and get out. But people needed him to be there and were coutning on him. He couldn't just walk out and leave, never to be seen again. Kyle had alot to take care of, and alot of things in his life that he had to fix up. Thinking about walking away was just completely not in the cards for him
"So, what? We wait until he calls?" Kyle asked.
"Yeaa, it should be soon though. We've been at the hospital for awhile," Leo answered, checking his watch.
"Whatever it is he wants, it's not going to be easy is it?" Kyle asked quietly.
"I wish i could tell you no, but i can't. It could get messy," Manny warned gravely just as Leo's cell phone rang.
As he watched him flip his phone open, Kyle couldnt' help but think that his life would only get more dangerous.