"Can you please stop."
"Charlie."
"Charlie, stop."
"STOP PACING CHARLIE!"
She stops pacing and turns towards me, "YOU WOULD BE PACING TOO IF YOUR GIRLFRIEND WAS IN THE FUCKING EMERGENCY ROOM!" That's it, she's snapped.
Even though she was trying to hide it, I could see the tears threatening to spill.
I walk over to her and pull her into the seat next me, wrapping an arm around her shoulders.
She immediately buries her face in my shoulder and I can feel her body shake as she tries to hold back the sobs. I tub her her arm and whisper, "It's okay, she'll be okay."
As if on cue, the ER doors open and doctors and nurses some out, some wheeling the gurney with Angie on it.
We all shoot up out of our seats and follow them closely. None of us ask or say anything until we reach the room that they were wheeling her to.
As the two nurses push her inside, and the two other doctors leave. The remaining doctor stays outside and turns his attention to us. "Are Miss Staar's parents here?" We all shake our heads and I speak up, "They are both away on a business trip in California, but we have called them and they are going to try and make it back soon."
He nods, "So who is her current guardian then?" "Our Mom, Judy Fabray, she went to get us some snacks and will be back soon, I'll call her and tell her where we are."
He nods again, "In that case we will wait until Mrs. Fabray arrives and then give you all the news.
With that, he turns around and enters her room, leaving the three of us in yet another waiting area.
Earlier, the whole Glee club was at the hospital, including Rachel which Charlie was not so fond about, but my Mom made them all leave as it got later and later in the day.
I call my Mom and tell her the room number that we are at. After a few minutes I can see her come around the corner.
"Oh thank goodness! Is she done with the surgery or whatever?" Santana speaks this time, "Yes Mrs. Fabray. Although they are all in her room doing something. The doctor said that once you come back he'll tell us the news."
She nods and thanks Santana then takes a seat in next to me and Charlie, "Are you girls okay?" She asks softly, I just sigh and Charlie remains silent.
"I know you both loved her, as a lover and as a best friend. But try not to worry too much, she's going to be just fine."
It's as if today was on speech command or something because as soon as those words came out of my mother's mouth, the door opened and the nurses came out, nodding at us then going their way.
The doctor came out after them, his mask down this time and I could see his smile. "Ah, Mrs. Fabray, you're here."
"Yes, she is, so can you just tell us how Angie is?" Charlie snapped at him, though it had more worry in it than anger.
"Yes, yes. Miss Staar is currently asleep and will probably be waking up very soon as the sedatives wear off." We all simultaneously let out a sigh of relief, "But what happened to her?" Charlie asked.
"Well, it seems that Miss Staar had an allergic reaction to something. And that caused her throat to swell and close up."
I scrunch my face up in confusion. Allergic reaction?
"Is there anything in particular that Miss Staar is allergic too?" He asks. Looks like it's Charlie's turn to answer, "Just pollen and pears, but it's the middle of fall and she didn't have any pears."
The doctor's eyebrows raise up in question, "Will you please describe what happened directly before she started hyperventilating?"
Charlie, Santana and I freeze. My Mom eyes us in confusion, "What's the matter girl's, you didn't feed her any pears or anything did you?"
We all shake our heads, "Then what's the matter, tell the man what happened." Charlie looks over at me and I sigh, fine I'll say it, "She and Rachel, our classmate, was performed a song in Glee club and then when they didn't win the contest we had, Rachel freaked out and started yelling at Angie." I take a deep breath.
"Rachel had managed to get on Angie's last nerve apparently because she started arguing back," "What?" My mom interrupts, "I have never in all my years of knowing that girl ever heard her raise her voice! This Rachel must be something else."
I nod and continue, "They got to point where Rachel told Angie to shut up and she said 'make me', and then Rachel kissed her." My mom gasped while the doctor made humming sounds.
"There wasn't any chance that this Rachel girl was wearing any pear Chapstick or lipgloss, was she?"
My eyes widen and I immediately call Rachel, after two rings she picks up,
"Rachel!"
"Quinn! Has there been any news on Angie how is she?"
"Later! But I need you to tell me something!"
"What?..."
"Were you wearing any Chapstick or lipgloss with pear in it?"
"Yes, but I don't understand what that has to do wi-"
I groan and hangup. "I take that she was?" The doctor asks and I nod.
"Yes I thought so...Anyways just be more careful as it seems that she has a very severe allergy for pears and it is very dangerous whenever she comes into contact with one."
Oh my god just contact!?
"I presume that she will be awake by now and also wanting some company and because there are only four of you, you may all enter, but give her some room to breathe."
He takes my mother off to the side to give her the medicine prescriptions and tells her where to get them and whatnot, and lets us into the room.
Angie is sitting up slightly on the bed and has her back resting on the bed's headboard, her hand holding an oxygen mask over her mouth and nose.
Her face lights up when she sees us, and she takes the mask away from her face, "Woah babe! Are you sure you can do that?" Charlie asks worried, though Angie just smiles, "Don't worry, they said I'll only need to wear it whenever I have trouble breathing."
Her voice sounds hoarse and weak. It pains me hearing her sound like this, and I bet that Charlie and Santana are feeling the same.
"You were having trouble? Are you okay?" Angie giggles, but then she has to take a deep breath before speaking, "I'm fine now, it was just a little tough, no biggie."
Charlie walks up closer to her but stops when she reaches the bed. I smile at Charlie even though she can't see me. I love seeing her all worried and careful around Angie.
"Babe, come here, I won't break if you touch me." Angie jokes and then pats the side of her bed. Charlie carefully gets on the bed until her butt is on it and her legs are dangling off the side.
Angie takes Charlie's hand and intertwines their fingers.
"Babe, you're shaking," Angie says, Charlie blushes "I was worried about you..." This makes Angie smile, "I love you." Charlie looks back into Angie's eyes, "I love you too."
Charlie starts leaning forward, but when she gets close Angie puts her hand on Charlie's chest, stopping her.
"I'm sorry," I could hear the hurt in Charlie's voice, Angie shakes her head, "The nurses said no kissing unless I wanted to faint from lack of air."
"Oh. Sorry." Charlie starts laughing awkwardly and I burst out laughing. She turns and glares at me, "Shut up, Q!"
Angie giggles and tells Charlie to be nice, which made her pout and makes me laugh harder.
"So are my best friends gonna come and talk to me, or are you guys just gonna keep laughing at my girlfriend?"
Santana rubs my back and I regain control over myself. Santana and I walk over to them, "So how are you feeling A?" Santana asks, and I mentally thank her because I probably would have just burst out laughing again.
"Tired, and my throat hurts a lot." She nods.
"Why are you attached to the drip?" I asked curious, "because I can't eat anything yet, my throat is still pretty messed up and it won't take food going down it, drinking water even hurts."
"So when are you getting out of here?" My girlfriend asks, "Tomorrow, if I get enough rest. Though I'll still miss school for one or two days."
"I was really scared when you went unconscious in the choir room, A. You've been best my friend since forever, and I can't imagine life without you."
She opened up her arms for a hug and I happily agreed.
"Since you need rest and you said that you were sleepy, do you wanna just go to sleep baby?"
"Only if you sleep next me."
"Are you sure, I don't want to like suffocate you,"
"I'll be fine, I needed to wear the mask when I'm sleeping anyways." After some more convincing from Angie, Charlie moved until she was next to Angie on the bed.
They both laid down, and Charlie rolled to face Angie and put her arm across Angie's stomach.
"We're staying with them right?" Santana asked and I nodded. She went over to the armchair and pulled me in between her legs.I leaned back into her and closed my eyes.
"Buenos nochas, Te amo." She whispered into my ear and then,kissed my temple, I smiled, "Good night, I love you too."