Daddy stood up, "You could've died 'cause of him..."
Was that really what he just told me? My best friend, my boyfriend, could die in seconds, and he's blaming Brandon for that idiot drunk! I was about to explode, unless Brandon's dad didn't run into the hall.
"Where's my boy?!" silently I pointed to his room and immediately he sprinted in there, but this is when it happened... beeeeep.
I gasped and I ran as fast as I could into the room leading behind me was Musa, I guess she heard it too. We looked at each other coldly and I grasped her hand. The nurse looked over at us, "Darlings... they're gone," my heart stopped...
"No, no, no, no, no, no! He can't be!" Mr. Wolf cried as I fell to the floor, my face touched the cold tiles, and my hands covered my face.
"This is a freaking nightmare! Just wake me up from it now!" I screamed bloody murder.
Musa was a statue, she couldn't move.
Musa P.O.V
Stella was screaming her head off, but I couldn't do anything. I just can't force myself to believe that this was actually real, because it wasn't... right?
Crap, Musa! You'll never convince yourself... because it's true, no freaking dream! I just need to face the fact. And I did. The tears I've held in, poured down my face. I think I was creating a waterfall, but I can't help it! The only one who truly loved me is gone and snatched out of my life forever and there is no way I can get him back!
The nurse began to take their sheets and cover Riven and Brandon's faces. Riven's flawless face, the one that makes me melt, the one that I last saw before... the wreck.
The one I'll never see again, gone. Gone from my life, I just can't believe this! Before I knew it, I was on the ground quickly breathing in and out to keep my tears as silent as possible. It was no use, you could hear my sobs as clear as day.
Flora stepped into the doorway hand-in-hand with Helia, but her right hand was covered by a cast. They couldn't step any closer, or else they'd end up stomping on me. You could hear Flora gasp at the sight of this... it was just... awful... completely... utterly... awful. No one could ever feel the pain I was feeling now, my heart literally broke in half.
"W-w-what happened?" Flora stuttered trying to hold back the tears.
"They're gone..." sniffled Stella, she sat on the little bit of room on Brandon's bed, and uncovered his face. "I love you," she whispered and kissed his head, then covered him again, and began to sob on his chest. Just watching that hurt. I wanted to do the same to Riven, but I still felt like stone. Like I weighed a ton.
Crap, blood ran down the bottom half of my shirt and drizzling down to my pants... but that was the least of my worries.
"And... he... was... worried... about... me!" Stella inhaled after each word. That's it. I was strong, I lifted my foot and jogged to Riven's bed near the window and also uncovered him as Stella did to Brandon.
"You were the best thing that ever happened to me... I wish I could of talked you out of this stupid plan! You told me you'd die to be with me, but I didn't think you really meant it! For some reason your dad hasn't arrived to see this tragedy, but right now I'll comfort you. No matter where you go, Riven, just remember me as the one who truly loves you!" a tear slipped on to his soft, cold cheek, and they kept coming from my eyes, landing in the same area.
"Where is he?" it was Riven's father, who rushed in the door and his head sharply turned back and forth, scanning the room. His head snapped when he saw his son and me. "Who are you?" he asked
"Um, Musa Melody, I-" I began, but he cut me off
"You're that special girl he always talked about, oh you are as beautiful as he described!" he smiled, hiding his sorrow as he slipped his red ball cap off and held it up to his chest.
"He talked about me? That much?" I smirked, barley and he gave me a sad smile.
"Yes... he did," Mr. Carter sniffled slightly and took my hand, "he was my boy!" I guess it could get worse, seeing how much his dad loved him and now Mr. Carter has to live alone.
I hugged Riven's strong, but loving, father tightly. I imagined he was Riven... Riven. I love him, not loved, because I still do, and always will.
Soon they told us to leave the room, so we obeyed and Stella and I headed back to our room, and Flora followed to sit in the guest chair to comfort us. We sat in dead silence for a while. I just couldn't bear talking.
"Hey, can we come in?" Bloom asked, peaking her head in the door.
"Sure..." Stella mumbled as her voice broke while she spoke.
"Are you okay?" Aisha questioned while Tecna put her hand on my shoulder and Aisha put hers on Stella's.
"No! What do you think! We were just in a freaking car wreck and lost my boyfriend! Not any boy, I loved him!" Stella snapped and curled up in her bed, "I loved him..." she repeated. Flora shook her head, telling Aisha not to argue back. Heck, if Stella didn't yell, I would've. It was a ridiculous question to bring up the fact that they've... passed. To the place of their dreams.
"Sorry, Stel" Aisha snorted back and Flora seemed pleased with it. Even if that girl had broken her arm, she was still the sweetest thing ever!
"Guys, can I tell you something?" Flora asked, quite nervous. We all nodded and she began, "I didn't brake my arm. I don't have my hand anymore..." her head darted down and she stared at her lap. I was in shock, I don't know about anyone else, but my mouth flung open.
"Y-you mean, you lost your whole hand?" Tecna was wowed, she didn't see this coming. Flora instantly shook her head and glanced down at her cast, "They have to do surgery. They're gonna take my whole wrist off... I just don't know how I'm going to do the things I used to!" she quickly sat up and gasped, "Like water my plants and take care of them! How am I supposed to write? I lost my right hand!"
"You still have an arm," Stella tried to enlighten the mood until she said, "and a life..." Flora then just looked at Stel with sorrow in her eyes, she knows it's hard.
This is almost as bad as loosing my mom, it feels like that moment just had happen again.
"Hello girls," Brandon's dad stood in the doorway and cleared his throat, "Stella would you come out here for a moment?" she nodded, slipped out of the bed, and walked out, closing the door behind her. I wonder why he wanted to talk to Stella? At a time like this me and prefer to be alone, but that is her boyfriend's dad, so maybe that's why she went. Though, I'm still curious why he wanted to talk to her.
Stella's P.O.V
I slowly took my time leaving the room, right now I'm full of curiosity.
"Yes Sir?" I attempted to lift my eyebrow up and keep one down, but I probably looked like a complete idiot doing so.
"Would you like to speak at Brandon's... funeral?" he gulped out. Wow, would I even be able to sit there during his funeral without running out? No... he told me I should do this. I'll do this for him and only him.
"I'll speak, but Brandon also wants me to sing," I answered back, I'm probably gonna regret this.
"Sing? He wants you to sing?" my dad butt-in pretty shocked, but I nodded with confidence.
"Yes, he would want me to sing for him..."
"Alright, choose a song and we'll have the track for you soon. We have to set the... funeral up, but it won't take to long," again, Mr. Wolf stuttered to get the word funeral out of his mouth.
I nodded and smiled and pivoted back into the room.
"What did he ask, Stel?" Musa wondered. Crap, I forgot Musa would be there.
"If I wanted to speak at Brandon's... funeral."
"What did you say?" Flora bit her nails.
"Yes. I don't know what I'll say or if I can even stand up there and speak clearly without tears spilling over, but I'm gonna do this for Brandon."
Flora grinned, "That's so sweet, if only he could see it..." her grin faded.
I looked down, "Yeah..." a single tear stroked down my face, but a warm hand wiped it off. I looked to see whose hand it was; Bloom's.
"I know you still may be upset with me, but I hate to see you like this. I'm sorry," the guilt in her voice grew, she also gave Musa a sincere grin, but that grin was wiped away when I jerked back. If she hadn't of started the fight, I would've never drank that water, my dad would have never thought that Brandon tried to poison me, we wouldn't have came up with that plan, and he wouldn't be dead right now!
"I can't forgive you..." anger spread across her face, but it softened up a bit.
"I understand," she replied and silently walked out of the room. When she left, I felt pretty bad. I think Bloom actually felt bad about this whole thing.
Outside you could hear a tremendous amount of sobs. I knew who is was. The boys must of heard, but I could point out the guys who were sobbing the most, the ones closest to Brandon and Riven, Sky and Nabu. Brandon and Sky grew up together and once Nabu taught Riven some impressive fighting skills, they clicked instantly. This was depressing to know their best friends are gone, like mine.
"I shouldn't have been so stupid!" Sky bellowed. Musa glared over at me and shrugged her shoulders, with no happiness to be found in her eyes nor her smile.
"It's. It's n-not your f-fault Sky-y," Nabu gritted out. Gosh, I hate having to hear this freaking sob story! This made me irritated, so I clutched my fists. When I say clutched them, I mean almost no blood could pass through, it was a tight squeeze. I stomped toward the door about to scream at them, but Aisha blocked the door.
"Stop, Stel. Don't let this mess with your emotions! You'll end up hurting people you love!"
"Shut up! You have no freaking idea what is going on! Your boyfriend is out there safe and sound! He's not dead, is he? You DON'T know how it feels!"
Her facial expressions changed to 'hurt.' I suck. She let me go.
"Have fun screwing your life up!" she screamed.
"Too late, Brandon's gone. What else do I have?!"
"Look in front of you! You don't have to be so selfish all the time!"
Ouch, that was true. "Why do you have to be so right all the darn time like Brandon was..." I scrunched my hair. She was about to speak, but was cut off by a nurse walking in. The nurse almost hit Aisha's back with the door, but she moved out of the way.
"Hello ladies, visiting hour is over, sorry! You can come back at 12:00 in the morning tomorrow if you like and you two," she lectured to Musa and I, "You'll have to have minor stitches. Don't worry though, it'll be over by tonight! By the way, call me Margret or Nurse Margret! I'll see you girls soon!" she rushed the girls out the door and quickly Flora blew us a kiss. She was a sweetheart.
They all said bye before our little group were forced out.
Nurse Margret returned to my bed and told Musa and I to lie down. She said to relax, we did so. Another doctor came, Dr. Rex, to give us medicine. Soon, I was asleep. I dreamt about Brandon...
Dream
"Hey Stel!" he soothing voice calmed my nerves.
"Brandon!" I was relieved to see him. I embraced him tightly, but he jerked back.
"Stella, what's going on? You've been... crying." he was right, my face was redder than Musa's electric guitar. I wiped my eyes, trying to pass it off.
"It's nothing." I tried to tug him away, but he planted his feet in the sidewalk
"Tell me. Now." this meant business.
"Um, follow me..." I dragged him away to the park. We took a seat on our usual bench, which was under a tree to block the sun, even though at this time it was night. The stars were shimmering and the moon was brighter than Brandon's smile, well maybe not that bright. He turned to me, "Speak!" he commanded.
"My... my m-mom and dad... got a... d-divorce." I twiddled my thumbs while all of my concentration was really on that sentence. He was the first to know.
"Stella... what happened?"
"Mom thought she could do better and left for another man." tears rolled down my cheek, but Brandon acted quickly and brushed them away. It gave me a fuzzy feeling. He always made me feel better.
"I thought your mom loved your father for who he is?"
"Apparently not!" I bawled and buried my face in my hands. Brandon gently held my shoulders and leaned me against his chest. His thumb rubbed up and down my arm, calming me. Then, he looked down at me and I stared up, directly in his eyes and he kissed my forehead.
"This storm will be over soon, Stel and I'll be here to steer the ship when you can't." I smiled, "I also missed that smile," he grinned, causing my smile to widen. I stood up and he did too. Embracing him tight enough to turn him purple, I mumbled, "You're the best." I pressed my face against his neck and he pulled me closer (I didn't think that was possible) and whispered back, "You are."
That was when my feelings for him grew. Everyday, Brandon is what I thought about. I was only 13 at that moment and now I'm 17. I loved him. I love him. I still do and always will. There may be other guys who come in my life, but none can ever replace Brandon... I miss you.
End of Dream
I awoke in the middle of the night. I propped myself up examined where I was. "Brandon..." I sighed out loud just at the thought. I noticed my stitches were already in.
"Stella? You awake?" asked Musa, not caring how quiet she was.
"Yep. How's your stomach?"
"It's fine, your leg?"
"Good. I can't believe that today even happened, can you?"
"No. Not at all."
A/N I just need to get this story out of the way. I'm sorry guys, but it's going to come to an end soon. I haven't written the whole thing, but close to it. Again, check out my KH story (if you know what it is. It can get quite confusing) and tell me what you think! I have a series coming up for it, so if you like it, look out for it! Thanks, love you all!