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Ch. 14: Sleeping Beauty
Punk's POV
As soon as I got into the waiting room, Hardy spotted me and ran to meet up with me. "Glad you came, man." He sighed. "What the hell happened?" I asked him. Fuck all of the small talk. I don't like him, and I'm pretty sure he doesn't like me.
"I don't know, man. We were dancing and she just fell. She said that she felt fine. I don't know, man. I don't know." Hardy confusedly shook his head as he tried to explain exactly what happened an hour or so before.
"Why in the hell did you go to a fucking club anyway? Didn't the trainers tell her to get some rest? She fucking has a concussion!" I'm pretty sure that going to a club wasn't Jeff's idea, but it just pisses me off that he so dumbly gave in to her like that.
"I know that. She wanted to go, though." He calmly replied. "Who fucking cares? She's supposed to be your girlfriend. Her health's more important than her partying." In my head, I know that arguing isn't helping anything, but I'm too heated to let this go.
"I know you don't think that I'm good for her, but I am. And unlike you, I don't try to control her. She wanted to go, and who am I to tell her no?" Jeff's voice got a little aggressive as he took a few steps closer to me. I scoffed.
"You're supposed to be her boyfriend, you fucking idiot. Maybe all that shit you've been on has fucked up your brain, so I'll let you in on a little known fact. When doctors say that you need rest, they probably mean that shit." I took a few steps to close the little gap between us. The other people in the waiting room were all into our little altercation, but I didn't give a damn.
"I get that. You act like I held a fuckin' gun to her head and made her come to the club." He yelled in that country ass accent of his. "You may as well have." I growled. "Look, fucker. You gonna stop blaming me for this. I called you because I know you care about her." I sighed. He does have a point.
"I don't just care about her, I love her. Now where is she and what did the doctors say?" Saying that aloud got me off of my jealousy rage and back to the matter at hand. Jeff seemed relieved.
"Phillip, what happened?" That familiar and sweet voice came from behind me. It's Sky's mom. I instantly turned around and plastered a fake smile on my face. "Hey, Ms. B. Your guess is as good as mine. He was just about to tell me." I pointed at over at Jeff, who looks stoned out of this world. Ugh.
"And who the hell is he? Where's the doctor? Has anyone spoken to you?" She asked me after looking Jeff up and down disgustedly. "That's Jeff. Her boyfriend. He was with her when she fell." When I said that, Ms. B loudly groaned. "I'm not even gonna respond to that. Young man, what happened to my daughter? She has a concussion, right?" She looked sternly at Jeff and waited for him to speak.
"Uh, she, uh… wanted to go to a club-" Ms. B cut him off, quickly. "I already know that. Shelly informed me of all of that. Now I'm guessing that the doctor has explained to you what's going on, right?" She questioned him. If I wasn't so worried, I'd be enjoying watching this scene. Only Ms. B could make someone squirm while answering simple questions.
"Uh, yeah. They're doing a MRI right now, but they think that her brain's swollen." He was so nervous, he couldn't even look at her. "That's all that they told you? Man, this is some bullshit." I closed my eyes and started to chew on my bottom lip.
"Phillip, bad language isn't gonna make this situation any better. I'm gonna go get a doctor to tell me what's going on with my daughter. We'll catch up soon, right?" She looked at me expectantly, a soft smile on her face. Damn, she looks like she could be Sky's older sister.
"Yes, ma'am." I smiled back, relieved that she was already leaving the waiting area. My relief instantly went away when Sky's friend Tyanna appeared in front of me. "Phillip." She snootily said to me. "Tyrannosaurus… I mean, Tyanna." I rolled my eyes at her and took a seat next to Hardy, who looked less stoned, and more scared out of his mind now.
"I didn't mean for this shit to happen, Pepsi." Jeff mumbled to me as he peeled at the blue nail polish on his thumb. I chose to ignore that statement altogether. I already know that he didn't mean for this to happen. But I damn sure am not about to stroke his ego to make him feel better about the situation.
Instead, I decided to text Shelly, who's on her way over here with Luis and Diego. That distracted me from Tyannasaurus Rex's glare until Ms. B crept up beside me. "I'm back, and I have info, Phillip." She wasn't crying, so I'm hoping that whatever she found out isn't bad.
"What is it? Is she okay?" I calmly asked her, although my mind is running rapid with bad thoughts. "Dr. Hamilton's gonna be here in a minute to explain it to you guys. She's fine, don't worry." I internally groaned. If she was fine, we wouldn't even be here.
"So, can you explain to me why you broke my daughter's heart, Phillip?" Ms. B's starting already. Just fantastic. I softly sighed. "What are you talking about?" I asked, feigning innocence. She frowned. "Tyanna explained everything to me. So don't give me that." She rolled her eyes at me.
Just then, I got a text from Shelly. 'Shit. Lu is pissed. Tell Hardy 2 run! NOW!'
"Fuck." I mumbled, startling both Jeff and Ms. B. "Uh, Hardy. Lets go get some coffee real quick. You like yours black, right Ms. B?" I stood up and quickly looked around the room for the big bull that is Luis to come charging in.
"Phillip, who was that? What's going on?" Ms. B asked me suspiciously. Jeff was also looking at me, an even more confused look on his face. He didn't even get up. "I'm trying to avoid a scene. Hardy, come on." I gave him a pleading look, but he didn't quite get it.
"Where the hell is he?" I heard that angry Dominican accent getting closer to us. I looked at Ms. B, and a look of recognition spread over her face. "Luis." She sighed. As soon as she did, Luis came charging at a dumbfounded Jeff with Diego and Shelly right behind him, trying to stop him.
"I'm gonna break your fucking face, Hardy!" Luis yelled at Jeff. I took a few steps back and waited for them to come to blows. But as soon as Luis got to him, Jeff started to laugh, catching everyone off guard.
"I know that you two aren't gonna fight in front of me." Ms. B, ever the attention lover, exclaimed. Luis reluctantly stepped away from Jeff to greet Ms. Burton. Just as he leaned down to give her a hug, Diego and Shelly made their way over to us. "Thanks for the heads up, Shell." I sarcastically said to her.
"At least I gave you a warning." She rolled her eyes at me. "Hey, dude. Consider yourself lucky that mama Burton is between us." Luis growled as he took a seat on the other side of Ms. Burton.
"Hush it, young man. All of you sit, now. The doctor should be here in a few seconds." Well, that got them all to calm down. Shelly and Diego silently took seats beside Tyanna.
About ten minutes later, some Clooney lookalike walked over to us. "Dr. Hamilton. How is she?" Ms. Burton asked the man.
"Well, her brain is swollen. But we've sedated her and started her on something called Mannitol. It's gonna lower her blood pressure and suck some of the fluid out of her brain. We've also placed her on a ventilator. That should help lower the intracranial pressure. She's sleeping, but a few of you can see her, if you like." Clooney Jr. smiled at us.
"Thank you, Doctor." Ms. Burton smiled as she quickly stood up. She grabbed my hand and Jeff's hand and looked at us sternly. "You two are coming with me. Phillip, we need to finish our conversation. And green haired boy, I just don't want Luis to break your face." She rolled her eyes as we got up to follow her.
Sky's POV
"Skylar, mom's here. Don't worry about anything." I guess that I'm not fully asleep. Because I most definitely wouldn't be dreaming about my mother. "Phillip's here. And the Jeff guy's here. Let her hear your voice guys, she can hear you, you know." She demanded.
"She's not in a coma, Ms. B. They just sedated her." That was Phil. "Whatever. She needs to know that we're here for her. Now talk to her." My mom squealed. If I could laugh, I would.
"Hey, Danny. I highly doubt if you can hear me. Your mom's totally making me do this. So when you wake up and if you actually did hear this, don't tease me." Punky groaned. "Well, I do think that you can hear us. Pepsi here and your friend Luis both tried to beat my ass earlier." Jeff softly chuckled.
If I wasn't so drugged up, I'd be ready to kick both Punk and Luis's asses. "Dude, you need your ass beat for even listening to Sky's reckless ass." Phil grouched. Although I can't see him, I could imagine that adorable scowl on his face.
"Although I agree with you, we will not speak negatively of Skylar while she's in this condition. Understood?" My mom's really using her stern voice tonight. This is too funny. I don't even wanna fully drift off to sleep.
"Yes, Ms. B. I will keep my thoughts about Skylar and Jeff's idiocy to myself." Phil groaned. "I'm just gonna pretend that I didn't hear that." Jeff said. He sounded pretty far away, though. I heard Punk say something else snarky and I heard my mom scold him again. But I couldn't understand anything they said.
I just started to give into the darkness…
Punk's POV
Three Days Later…
Sleeping on a hard ass hospital couch is not comfortable. At all. Good thing I don't sleep much anyway, huh.
I asked for a week off, which was a bold move for a newbie, but they didn't mind. Jeff asked to do the same thing, but he couldn't. Both Shelly and Jeff had to hit the road. Neither of them wanted to leave. Jeff obviously just didn't want my face to be the first that Sky sees when she wakes up. But whatever. He's a big draw and he has to go where they tell him. And Shelly has to accompany Kev.
Ms. Burton has been here the whole time, but this morning she left to get in a few hours at her store. She should be back later. Luis, Diego, and Tyanna are still here. Lu's actually not that bad of a guy. I can tell that he really cares about Sky. He's been trying to convince me to get back with Sky whenever the doctors take her off of that medicine. So has Sky's mom, and Shelly and Jug via phone convos.
For some reason, since four in the morning, I've been doing a lot of thinking. And talking. Yes, I've given in to the talking to Sky thing. But only because the doctor said that she could hear us. Since she's just sedated, she's actually awake half of the time. She's just too drugged up to really move, or even open her eyes. She let me know that she was conscious by squeezing my hand a few times last night. And she smiles and frowns at some stuff we say.
They've been monitoring her swelling and apparently she's recovering. They've even taken her off of the breathing machine. Dr. Clooney Jr. said that the swelling wasn't as bad as they originally thought and that the Mannitol is working wonders for her. That was great news for me because they were originally planning on putting her in a medically induced coma. Which is kinda like what she's in now, but whatever. I'm not a doctor and I damn sure don't look like George Clooney's goofy brother. Either way, I'm still a nervous wreck.
"So, I've come to a conclusion, Danny. I started thinking about life without you. That would be hell. It really would be. I'm taking a page from your boyfriend's book. When you're out of here, I'm not gonna stop until you're mine." I was standing next to her bed. My warm hand over her cold one. She looks so peacefully beautiful. Calm. For the first time in a long time.
I don't know why I was so hesitant to realize how much I truly love that girl. I've loved her since September 13, 1996. It's ridiculous for me to actually think that I could just stop now. She has been trying real hard to stay clean, and she has been for months now. I'm beyond proud of her for that.
It's terrible that it took her being put in the hospital with tubes sticking out of her for me to realize that she was right this whole time. My heart is hers. Always has been, always will be.
"I finally got it, man." That's Luis. I sent him out on a mission to get Jeff to send Sky's little Glen doll back to Cali. I have no clue why he took it with him in the first place. The only way we got it back was because Jeff's here. But as long as Luis is in the room, Jeff stays out. Mama Burton's rules. "Cool. She'll be stoked to have him with her." I smiled at him as he handed me this ugly ass doll.
"Danny, Luis finally got Glen back. I'm gonna go to the gym for a little bit. Lu's gonna keep you company while I'm gone. Or if he's tired of your snoring, Hardy's here. Ms. B's gonna be back in a few, too. And Shelly's gonna be back later on tonight. Later babe, love ya." I placed the doll beside her and kissed her forehead, which made her smile, before I left.
"Oh, so you love her now?" Luis teased me. "Since '96, dude. Later."
Sky's POV
After hearing that, I really wish that I could fully wake up. I want to tell him that I love him, too. But I know when I wake up, he's gonna drop the nice act and things are gonna get back to normal. I know that he's just saying all those sweet things because I'm in a freaking hospital bed.
"Y'know, miela. I think I finally got through to Karate Kid. I guess when you're outta here I'll have to go get my old tux out of the back of my closet. I just know that the wedding's gonna be all fancy and shit. Your mom's gonna dress everyone. Shelly and Tyanna are gonna do all the other shit. Me and Diego'll have the music." Luis laughed. If I could, I'd roll my eyes at him.
"Oh, you gonna frown at my wedding plans? Alright then." He chuckled. "Your little Skittle boyfriend wants to annoy you now. I'll be back when Karate Kid comes back. He's a little more tolerable than the other one." I felt him kiss my forehead and then nothing.
That's the bad thing about this. They say that I'm not in a coma, but it sure as hell feels like it. I just want this to be over.
"Hey, beautiful. I'm so glad you're doing better." That's Jeff. I'm glad to hear his voice before I drift off into unconsciousness again. "It's weird not hearing your voice. Or your laugh." I miss hearing my own voice, too.
Jeff started telling me about what he's been doing for the past three days, but I started drifting off into la la land again. The last few times, I've been drifting back to the city of Cygnus. Aka the fantasy underwater city of my Ember and Phil's Henna.
I don't know where I'm going today, and I really don't care.
"She looks so beautiful." A faceless person said as I failed miserably to see through this cream colored veil that's in front of my face.
"I know, doesn't she?" That faceless person, I recognized by the voice. It was my mom. I guess I'm not in Cygnus this time. "What's going on?" I asked her, afraid to move from what I could make out is a mirror.
"Oh, Skylar stop it. I know you're nervous, but you're gonna have to snap out of it." My mom scolded. I rolled my eyes. "Snap out of what? I don't know what the hell is going on. And why is my face covered with this dumb ass veil?" I yelled at her, snatching at the veil on my head. My mom caught it before I could get to it.
"I spent three months alone on that veil. You mess it up before you walk down that isle and I'm breaking your neck my damn self, little girl." I couldn't even comprehend that whole threat on account of my mind going into overload from hearing her say 'walk down that isle'.
"What isle? What in the ENTIRE fuck?" I frantically, but gently lifted the veil over my face.
"Shit! Who put this on me?" I squealed as I stared at myself in the mirror. My hair's pinned up, my makeup looks like one of mom's professional friends did it, and I have this heavy ass cream and white strapless dress on.
"Calm down, sweetie. There's nothing to worry about. This is your day, remember?" My mom smiled, looking at me through the mirror I was staring at. "My day? Mama, what in the hell is going on?" I feel like my head's spinning.
"Skylar Danielle Burton, today is your wedding day. And dammit you better act like it. That boy's been waiting for this day for a long time." She smiled at me.
"What boy? Who?" I whispered, still staring at myself in the mirror. My skin had that perfectly sun kissed glow. My green eyes shimmered. My nails were manicured and painted a canary yellow. And the ring on my finger was… wait.
There's a fucking ring on my finger! My eyes kinda blanked out at the thought of that, but I had to bring them back so I could focus. Cause apparently, my mom wasn't gonna drop the name of who my groom is.
It was a subtle, yet beautiful star shaped, canary yellow diamond. My heart dropped when I thought of who my guy is.
"I finally got that fool to put his hair in a ponytail, Ms. B. But it wasn't easy." That person's voice came from the door. My head instantly started to cool when she spoke. I quickly turned to her, desperate for answers.
"Shelly, what the hell is going on? I'm freaking out." I said to her, almost in tears. She looked gorgeous in her lacy yellow gown. I'm guessing she's the maid of honor. "Oh no. No cold-feet mami. You're gonna be fine." Shelly assured me with a smile. I'm so glad her and my mom's faces are visible to me now.
"So that's it? I'm marrying Jeff?" Damn this is twisted. The last thing I remember is Luis's demented ass planning a wedding for me while I was recovering from brain swelling in a hospital.
Ohhhhhhh, duh! This is a dream. Thank God. But even in my dreams, I don't think I want to be marrying Jeff. I mean, I like him, but this is a little too much.