"I guess, Tracey snitched on me." Blake said quietly.
"Ya think?" Max simply said. "If your uncle catches us, I bet he'll tell our parents too even Steve."
"Don't bring him up *hiccup*." Lunch slurred before hiccuping as Blake covers her mouth.
"You don't even have a dad, Max. He abandon you and your little sister after many years." Blake explained.
"Fuck, I need a drink…" Michael said, before sitting down at the bar. "Where's the bartender when you need one?" He questioned himself, before seeing Max's hand placing down a glass in front of him, surprising him at the same time. Next, Blake's hand started dropping three ice cubes into the glass as one of the ice cubes misses the rim of the glass. And a drunken Lunch decided to stand up and give away her hide stop as she decided to pour the whiskey in the glass, before drinking it in front of Michael.
"Best… fucking night… ever." Lunch slurred, before fallen back down onto her bottom as Michael lean over the bar to see the three girls.
"You three stand up now." Michael told them, before the girls stood up slowly, knowing that they are in trouble. "Blakesleigh Victoria De Santa, I didn't expect you to find you here, along with your friends."
"At least I don't have a uncle/dad at the moment." Max said.
"Oh that's really funny, coming from you Max." Michael said sarcastically. "And that's why I've called your mother up her to help me find you."
"What?" Max said shockingly.
"Maxine Johannah Sterling!" Courtney exclaimed, surprising her daughter and even Blake and Lunch. "You are 17 years old and out drinking? That's it." She said, before grabbing Max by the ear and dragging her out the club. "You are turning to more like your father in Sandy Shores, than me, your very own mother!"
"And as for you Lynnette, somehow both your mother and your stepfather are busy. In the morning I want you out of my house, before I get up." Michael explained, looking at Lunch before Blake. "You little lady, you are grounded. No phone. No laptop and definitely no friends for three weeks."
"But Uncle M-" Blake started to whine.
"You wanna go for a whole month?" Michael questioned and Blake shook her head quickly. "Get your drunk friend into the car, and let's go. You have chores to do."
"Doesn't Eva do them for us?" Blake questioned.
"I gave her the week off, so until she comes back. You are the housemaid. I'll make sure Amanda knows about this." Michael answered.
"I hate you." Blake muttered quietly.
"Aw, I love you too!" Lunch slurred, before kissing the side of Blake's face.
"Eww, what the fuck?!" Blake exclaimed, while wiping her face off from Lunch's drunk and wet kiss.
"Blake, Amanda!" Michael excalmed as Amanda was helping Blake stand up and walked towards the ambulance.
Michael stumbled out of the ambulance, and ran towards them before placing a kiss on Amanda's lips, until Blake fallen on her knees, coughing more violently from after surviving a church fire with bad lungs and inhaling smoke.
"Baby, you alright?" Franklin questioned as Michael and Amanda finally looked down at the sickly teen.
"No!" Blake tried to say, as she started shaking her head.
"Blake, take your medicine." Michael said, getting on one knee and pushed the inhaler close to her mouth.
"Not… working…" Blake managed to say, holding onto it, before dropping her inhaler on the ground.
"Hey, my girlfriend needs help, she's ain't breathing!" Franklin shouted to the paramedics, as he got their attention away from the truck and equipment.
"Oh my God, Blake." Amanda said, shockingly while covering her mouth.
As Blake taken a few breaths, she fallen onto her back as she was staring at the grey, depressing and raining sky while raindrops touch her body and dress. She was able to move her head around as she saw her family and Franklin looking down at her while the paramedics were taking care of her by putting on an oxygen mask to cover up her nose and mouth. Her teal colored eyes were up at the grey clouds, until Blake's eyes started to get blurry as she blinked her eyes a few times, before passing out.
The sound of both of a heart beat monitor and a breathing machine was heard as Michael was reminded of how a small, fragile baby Blake is now going through the same thing as Michael was facing this again without seeing, feeling or hearing a response this time, since Blake's inhaler didn't save her in time after when she'd sacrifice her own health to save Amanda's.
"She save my life, Michael." Amanda said quietly, as she lifted up one of Blake's long loose black hair with a red streak. "I've could have died, if she didn't save me."
"She's a strong kid, Manda." Michael said, before sitting down next to Blake's hospital bed. "Baby, where were you when the church was up in flames?"
"In a supply closet." Amanda answered. "One minute, I was heading towards the ladies room, thinking Blake wanted privacy in there and suddenly I got hit in the back of the head. Then I woke in the closet, having a hard time breathing, due to the smoke."
"And what else?"
"What do you mean "what else", Michael?" Amanda questioned. "That's all I know, before Blake rescue me and gave up her oxygen mask, leading us to safety. But except for one thing, when I was still in the closet I heard Blake's voice and that guy from earlier fighting, until I heard the chandelier drop. Did she killed him, Michael?!"
"Listen, baby. Steve was after us, including Blake. He tried to fuckin rape my daughter for God sakes!" Michael explained as he stood from his chair. "He wouldn't leave us alone, and I bet Blake did killed him so she would be in this nightmare again. In the past before leaving Ludendorff, I've done every single job for you and for the kids. I had to make sure, we had enough to survive but fuckin Trevor broke me and Carter passing the boiling point. I've explain this to you almost ten years ago when our kids were distracted including Blake."
"Just one more question. If this Steve guy is dead, is Macey gone for good?" Amanda questioned.
"I'm not sure about that, baby." Michael answered, having his hand on the back of his neck, before removing it. "Those two are a deadly weapon for a loving couple. I haven't Macey in over ten years, and I bet she even change her appearance so nobody wouldn't recognize her."
"Michael, she still has the same long red hair and big brown eyes, but with a tired look on her face." Amanda explained. "She tried to fucking kill me twice in a row, you ass! Macey still doesn't even fucking like me and I'm definitely not going to be her friend over this."
"Who the fuck says you've gotta be her friend?" Michael questioned after when Trevor open the door towards Blake's hospital room as Max, Lunch and Selena were with him.
"Hey, sweet cheeks, Pork Chop, watch the fuckin language." Trevor warned as Max and Lunch walk in and Selena stayed by Trevor's side after when he closed the door behind them.
"Oh, great, not him." Amanda complained, after seeing Trevor.
"Well, you're not exactly a day in Vinewood Park Zoo, yourself." Trevor said.
"T, Blake's not awake if you're here for her." Michael stated. "And what do you want?"
"Well, I want you to lose weight, Sugar Tits, but we know that ain't happen." Trevor said, jokingly. "Actually, Lunch wanted to ask you something and wanting y'all to contribute to one of her project."
"Alright, I've decided to use Blake's leather jacket vest and make a good patchwork on the back of it. Look here, if you pay for my services like Blakie and Maxie J do, I'll forgive you." Lunch explained, while showing the black leather jacket vest with the many spikes on the shoulders.
"I ain't going to pay for your services." Michael rejected. "You're too young to be owning your own business, outta your own bedroom. Selena, you know that your daughter pay too much to have Blake's hair dye in that rainbow colored bullshit, looking like a bag of Wild Berry Skittles."
"Michael, just pay the damn girl for the patchwork. I'll make it up to you." Amanda said.
"Okay, only just for Blake." Michael sighed, before looking back at Lunch. "How much is it?"
"Two hundred dollars." Lunch answered, now holding the leather jacket vest on her left forearm.
"Two hundred dollars?!" Michael complained.
"Whatchu complaining about? Is it not like you, you spending it on jet black hair dye to hide the grey strands in your hair or nothin'." Lunch explained.
When Michael heard that, he immediately stood up from his chair as he start taking off his his black belt. Amanda, Selena, and Max were telling him to stop and don't use his belt on her, until he finally had his belt removed and whipped it.
"She need to learn how to respect me and other people or else she'll get hurt one day." Michael said, while using his belt to point at Lunch.
"How about we all pay for Lunch's services?" Max suggested. "We'll put in money for Blake." She said, after pulling out a solid $50.
"You ain't gotta tell me nothing, grouchy old man." Lunch retorted.
"Hey, watch your mouth, before I pop it." Selena warned.
"Here, Lynnette." Michael said, putting his $50 in Lunch's hand with the rest of the money.
"You're not supposed to be hollering at me." Lunch retorted, while counting the money in her hands. "You ain't my daddy. I'll call the child abuse line on you. 555-child-abuse. I know the number. Hello."
Max got Michael's attention as she gave him her iFruit phone, while looking at the screen. "Lynnette. Little girl." Michael said, now looking at the pink haired teen.
"What?" Lunch answered.
"On you LifeInvader page, you have the charges on your post. And for patchworking, it's $100. One, zero zero." Michael explained, showing the post on Lunch's page in front of the pink haired teen.
"Well, the reason why I need the other hundred is for a bet." Lunch explained, before looking at Amanda who had her arms crossed. "So what's up on your body, Mrs. DS?" She questioned, holding up two solid $50.
"You know Lynnette, you are not too old to end up with your face on the back of a milk carton." Amanda explained.
"Well at least my real body and my face won't make the milk go rotten." Lunch said.
"Michael, let me borrow your belt." Amanda said as she walked towards her husband and Lunch, before Michael pull her away from the pink haired teen. As they continue fighting over the belt, Olivia finally came into the room with the results of Blake's examination.
"Yo!" Ethan shouted loudly to get everyone's attention to stop fighting.
"This is a hospital, not Fame or Shame in a backstage fight." Olivia stated. "Now, my father told me that everyone should leave Blake's room. Only the De Santa's and Misslidine's." She explained, before Max, Lunch and Selena left out of the room.
"Hey, once your done talking with Ethan's not crazy but sexy nurse girlfriend, let's have a little chat in the cafeteria." Trevor said, Michael nodded before he left. Now, Michael and Amanda were left in Blake's room as Ethan called out to Carter and Norah for them to come join them, before closing the door behind them.
"Where's Trace and Jim?" Michael questioned.
"They were already informed about the news." Olivia answered. "I've told them that it could be better with the family together, but they were demanding as usual." She explained, before going over Blake's examination chart on her clipboard. "Okay, everyone, based on what happened today with Blake and her lungs, it wasn't the only fire. Somehow, Blake has drugs in her system."
"Drugs? Whoa, hold on a minute. Are you fucking kidding me, Liv? That's what started this different Blake?" Michael questioned.
"What are you talking about? You knew this whole time?" Amanda questioned, looking at her husband.
"She's been acting strange and I've been asking her if she taken her medicine and she did." Michael explained, before looking back at Olivia. "Has she?" He questioned the young nurse.
"She has, but somehow her antidepressants is not helping her again. The reason why you seen her most likely depressed is because of that or maybe sometime else." Olivia answered. "I think it's best we put her on mood stabilizers when she wakes up and my father will give you a prescription for it, so you don't have to pay."
"Alright. But what about her?" Carter questioned. "Is my Ladybug going to be alright?"
"Well, I only gave out the semi-good news. But here what's going on with her at the moment." Olivia stated. "Blake is now comatose." She finished after pushing her black rim glasses up to her nose, hearing a few shocking gasps while the family look at each other and even Blake.
"But, is she alright?" Norah questioned.
"For now…" Olivia stated. "But we have to give an immediate blood transfusion and her stomach pumped within the hour. I wanted to tell you all this earlier, but a team of doctors will be here soon to take Blake into the operating room to give her a blood transfusion first or her stomach is going to get pumped."
"So, because of this she was poisoned?" Michael questioned. "She only taking her antidepressants, and of course we did had whiskey a few days ago, but she didn't drink."
"Actually, it's not her antidepressant that poisoned her. There are high counts of morphine, chloroform… there is so many on charts, it's enough to knock out a full-grown horse. Someone has been giving her these hospital restricted drugs, and even a small count of methamphetamine and marijuana." Olivia explained, before walking towards Michael's side and move some of Blake's loose hair strands away from her face, showing that the dark haired teen with red streaks was sweating heavily. "Plus you can even tell that she's sweating now, because of the drug withdrawal."
"Oh my God…" Amanda said shockingly which causes Michael to look at his wife, before looking down to see Blake's left bandage arm. "Michael… She's been cutting herself." She said, looking at the bandaged arm to see blood staining onto it.
"Carter…" Norah said quietly sobbing, as the brown haired father hugged both his wife and his sleeping infant daughter, after noticing the blood stained bandage arms.
"Fuckin' A…" Michael said quietly, after seeing Blake's right bandaged arm. "Blake, if you can hear. Tell me everything when you wake up." He whispered in her right ear, before Olivia's father, Daniel Stevens, and a group of doctors walk in. "I love you, Blakie Bear. Stay alive for me." He whispered once more, before kissing Blake's forehead.
"Let's take her to the operating room. She needs to have a gastric lavage, before a blood transfusion…" Daniel explained after Olivia gave him Blake's examination chart and then the group of doctors pushed the hospital bed out of the room. Carter had the chance to touch Blake's left cheek and kiss the side of her face, before the doctors taken the comatose dark haired teen towards the operating room.
A hour later after Blake's gastric lavage and blood transfusion, the dark haired teen was taken back into her room and her family had the chance to see her before they had to leave for awhile.
But somehow, they were unaware that someone else had survived and came in from the emergency ward of the Mount Zonah Medical Center.
"This must've been one hell of a fire." One of the doctors, named Dr. Goldman said, as he and a couple of doctors were with him, rolling a stretcher into the a empty hospital room. After closing the door behind them, the nurse sticks in an IV and a heart monitor onto the person underneath the blanket.
"I can't tell if that's his hair or it's smelling like beef jerky." Dr. Mitchell said after looking at the patient's hair until… the heart monitor started beeping faster until it makes a steady tone.
"He's gone…" Olivia announced. "Time of death, 5:17 pm."
"Call the corner." Dr. Mitchell said, before the main doctor removed the blanket to reveal Steve Haines who had a few cuts and burns on his face and arms, until… he open his blue eyes and grabbed onto one of them, started strangling him.
"Zombie!" Dr. Mitchell shouted in fear, before Olivia started screaming bloody murder until she passed out.
Once the second doctor ran out of the room in fright, Haines finally put Dr. Goldman to sleep before he slowly climbed out of the stretcher and stolen the doctor's uniform after wrapping his burned chest and arms with bandages. Before leaving the room, he takes a violet colored surgical mask and a hospital bandana to cover his face and hair while walking through the halls of the Mount Zonah.
As he made it towards the recovery hall of the hospital, he walked down the hallway while looking at the recovery rooms to search for a certain dark haired teen with red streaks he overheard who got out of the operating room.
Once he found the room that is labeled 'B. De Santa', Steve's blue eyes look through the rectangular window to see Blake in her comatose state with the nasal mask through her nose. He smirk to himself before having his left hand resting on the door handle, opening the door slowly, and closing it behind him.
He walked towards Blake's left bedside as he decided to touch the dark haired teen's long black hair and red streaks gently, before touching her soft facial cheek.
"You were always full of lies, Blakesleigh." Steve said, before moving closer to Blake's face. "But too bad you didn't have the fucking heart to kill me." He whispered closer towards her ear, before removing his surgical mask and kissed her cheek.
Somehow, Steve Haines is back once more and will Blake kill him once and for all to save her family from Macey's revenge?
What will happen in the next chapter now?
And some of you might ask how did Blake grew back her hair that quick, she'll explain it soon.