There's Panic In My Life Chapter 17
I had double bio today so i zoned out and wrote more. haha.
THERES PANIC IN MY LIFE - CHAPTER 17
I woke up 10 mins before my alarm. I looked over the side of the bed to see Jack sleeping on the mattress so I guessed that Alex was still upset about last night. I needed to talk to him and explain what I meant so I went and looked in Jack’s room seeing as Jack was in Alex’s. I knocked on the door softly to see if he was awake.
“Yeah?” I heard him call out. He sounded half asleep still.
“Alex its Caite. Sorry to wake you but I think we need to talk.”
“Come in.” He didn’t sound happy at all. I walked in and sat on the very end of the bed.
“Alex, I need to explain what I meant last night.”
“It was pretty clear.” He said sourly.
“Ok, please don’t be like that, just let me explain” I pleaded with him. I looked him directly in the eyes.
“Fine, go ahead.”
“Ok, you know I suck at explaining things so bare with me. So Alex, I love Brendon and he loves him, and I would never want to do anything to hurt him.” I saw his face drop.
“But I am so confused right now because I know there is something happening between us. Alex I care for you, but nothing more than friendship can happen with us.” There was a weird silence. “Oh god, please say something, anything, even if its to get out.” I said with tears gathering in my eyes.
“Oh please don’t cry” he said getting up and sitting next to me. He put his arm around me and I laid my head on his chest.
“I know nothing can happen, I know you wouldn’t do anything like that, and I wouldn’t let you. But Caite I need you to know that over the past couple of weeks, my feelings for you have grown. I really care about you.”
“Alex...”
“No wait. You know how I feel but I’m willing to put that aside because our friendship is more important to me. Please say we can still be friends and hang out?” He looked like he was on the verge of tears.
“Alex of course!” I shouted and hugged him. He hugged me back.
“I don’t deserve to be friends with you. You are so understanding and caring.” I said into his shirt. I felt him laugh.
“Oh please. Come on now, we have work to go too.”
Work was fine today, but it went really slowly. For the last half an hour, I was at the counter with Dean. We were just mucking around and just chatting away. The phone rang.
“Shoot gun not!” he yelled. “Haha yours now.”
“I hate you!” I said as I went to the phone.
“Good afternoon and thanking you for calling Virgin. This is Caite, how can I help?”
“Hi, my name is Lydia Summers and I was wondering if I could speak to Caitlin Tilbee?”
“Hi, that’s me. How can I help?”
“Well I’m from the New York Hospital and I was just calling on behalf of Emily Lawrence.”
“Oh my god. Is she ok? What happened?”
“She was involved in an accident early this morning. I don’t have any information sorry. She asked me to notify you.
“Oh my god. I’ll be there straight away. Thank you.”
I hung up the phone.
“Hey what was that about? You seem really worried.” Dean said putting his hand on my shoulder.
“Umm, it’s Emily. She’s in the hospital, some accident or something. I need to leave.” I said racing into the backroom and grabbing my stuff. “Can you explain to Alex when he gets back?”
“Yeah. Go I got it,”
“Thanks.” I said running out. I stood on the corner of the street and waved down a taxi.
“New York Hospital thanks.”
I paid the taxi and ran to the front desk.
“Hi, I’m looking for Emily Lawrence.” I said to the woman sitting at the counter.
“Oh, you must be Caitlin Tilbee. She is in surgery at the moment love. She is currently in room 521 in ICU, on floor 3. They said it is fine for you to wait up there.” She said sweetly.
“She’s in surgery?” I asked shocked. “Oh my god, what happened?”
“Sorry love, you have to wait for the doctor. Head on up to her room, she shouldn’t be longer than half an hour.”
“Umm thanks.” I said walking towards the elevator. It reached floor three and I walked out. I didn’t know where her room was so I asked the lady sitting at the desk.
“Umm I’m looking for room 512 I think.” I said still in shock.
“Oh, turn right, down the hall, right at the first turn and then its on the left.” She said, her voice was filled with sympathy.
“Thanks.” I said walking away. It took me about 10mins to find it as I turned left not right. She had a private room. It was very basic yet it looked super clean. I sat on the chair in the corner. So much was running through my mind right now. No one had told me what happened apart from an accident. She was in ICU so I knew it had to be something serious. As I went over things that could have happened I started to cry. Then I heard my phone ringing. I looked at caller Id, it was Alex.
“Caite, what’s happened?”
“Alex! Oh god, nobody has told me anything.” I said crying harder.
“Have you seen her yet?”
“She’s in surgery. I’m waiting in her room for her. Alex, if anything has happened to her...” I just cried harder.
“Hey, stay strong. I’ll be there after work, so in about an hour. Think you’ll be right?”
“Yeah” I sniffled.
“Has anyone told Ryan?”
“Oh god, I don’t know. I don’t want to call him without knowing what’s going on though.”
“Yeah your right, but you have to call him once you know something. Alright, stay strong and I’ll see you soon.”
“See ya.”
As soon as I hung up my phone, two nurses wheeled Emily in, followed by the doctor.
“OH MY GOD!’ I yelled. She had bruises all over her arms and legs, her head was wrapped in cloth and I’m positive that her stomach was bandaged as well.
“WHAT HAPPENED TO HER?” I yelled getting up and standing next to her, tears running down my face.
“She was attacked early this morning. She was found by a young women who was jogging past and saw her lying in the alley way.”
“Oh my god!” I said grabbing her hand, crying harder.
“For what we know so far, she was cornered by a group of three girls.” He said standing on the other side of the bed.
“How bad is she?” I managed to squeak.
“Well, obviously a lot of bruises and scratches, she has a few broken ribs, a fractured wrist, and some internal bleeding from where they stabbed her.” He said looking at her chart.
“SHE WAS STABBED!” I shouted.
“Yes. I don’t know if you know, or even her for that matter but she was actually pregnant.”
“Oh my god.” I said covering my mouth feeling sick.
“Yes, about three weeks, but unfortunately it didn’t survive.” He said patting me on the shoulder. I didn’t know how to react, Emily was pregnant but after this...oh god, this is horrible.
“You also should know that her body has shut down as a coping method, so she will be unconscious for a couple of days.”
“Oh my god! How could this happen to her? She didn’t do anything to deserve this!” I said looking at him.
“From what the police have told us, they believe that they attacked Emily here, because of her current relationship.”
“SOMEONE ATTACKED HER BECAUSE SHE IS GOING OUT WITH RYAN!” I screamed.
“I know your upset but you need to calm down.” Said one of the nurses putting her hand on my shoulder. I stood there just looking at her, crying my eyes out. The nurse turned me around and hugged me. I cried on her shoulder for about 20mins. She was so nice, she was offering support and told me to page her if I needed anything. I sat back down on the chair. She looked so fragile and breakable. I knew Alex was right and I had to call Ryan now. I grabbed out my phone and dialed Brendon.
“Hello?” I realized that with the time difference it was about three in the morning over there.
“Oh I’m sorry for waking you Bear.” I said sniffling.
“Oh Caite, don’t worry about it. What’s up?”
“Brendon, I need to you wake Ryan up and put him on the phone.” I said
“What’s going on?” he sounded more alert now. I started to tear.
“Please just put Ryan on the phone.” I pleaded and half yelled.
“Yeah hold on sweet. Ryan! Ryan man wake up! Caite needs to speak to you.” I hear Brendon pass over the phone to him. “Hello?”
I started to cry now. “Ryan?”
“Caite, what’s wrong?” he said worried.
“Ryan, it’s Emily. She’s...she’s...she’s been in an accident.” I said trying to speak clearly for him. He didn’t say anything for a while. I heard him sniffling.
“What kind of accident?” he asked.
“She was attacked.” I cried. “She just got out of surgery half an hour ago.”
“FUCK!” I heard him scream. He was now full on crying. I heard Brendon grab the phone. “Caite, when did this happen?” he asked. I knew he had worked it out.
“Early this morning. B...?” I said with tears now streaming down my face.
“Oh sweetie, it’s going to be ok. We’re coming home.” I heard the guys trying to clam Ryan down.
“Brendon I would love you guys to come home, but there is nothing you can do. Her body has sort of restarted itself so she is going to be unconscious for a couple of days.” I said realizing it for myself too, I wasn’t able to do anything for her.
“Oh god. We are coming home.”
“Stop, think about. She would want you guys to carry on, I know she would. Plus again, there is nothing any of us can do.” I heard the phone switch hands again.
“Caite, I need to be there for her.” Ryan said with force.
“Ryan, there is nothing we can do! I feel like shit sitting here not doing anything, it’ll be worse for you! Now you are going to stay on tour, play your hearts out like she would want, and I will keep you updated every couple of hours.” I said.
“God, I know your right. Caite, please keep her safe, I wouldn’t be able to live without her.”
“Me either. Ryan she will pull through this.” I said trying to convince not only him but me too.
“I know. Call me as soon as you hear more, ok?’
“Of course. Can you tell Brendon I love him for me?”
“Yeah of course. Thank you so much Caite. See ya.”
I put my phone away and sat there for the next hour just staring at her. I paged the helpful nurse who I soon learned her name was Bec. I asked her where I could get Emily another blanket as she felt cold. She told me she would get it for me and came back with a blanket, a cup of coffee, a bundle of magazines, a few snack bars and a blanket for me. I was so thankful towards her, that I started crying again. This was when Alex got there.
“Oh my god” he said walking through the door and looking towards Emily. He slowly looked over her and then his gaze moved to me. We looked at each other for a couple of seconds and then I ran into his arms. I just cried and cried into his shirt. I didn’t notice but he managed to pick me up and move over to the chair, sitting me on his lap.
“Shhhhh.” He said trying to calm me down. He started stoking my hair. I slowly sat up but still on his lap.
“Do you want to tell me what happened?” he said playing with my hands. I sniffled and nodded. I took a couple of deep breaths.
“She was brutally attacked. The police are saying it’s because she is in a relationship with Ryan.”
“Oh wow.” He simply said. I went on.
“She has bruises and scratches, a couple of broken ribs, a fractured wrist, and some internal bleeding from where she was stabbed.” I said with fresh tears collecting in my eyes.
“Oh my god, that’s horrible.” He said pulling me in for a hug.
“Alex, she was pregnant.” I said looking up into his eyes. He realized that I used was meaning it didn’t survive. He just hugged me harder.
“Alex I don’t know what I will do if something happens to her.” I mumbled into his chest.
“Caite, it will all be ok. Did you call Ryan?”
“Yeah, I convinced him to go on with the tour because I know there isn’t anything here that they can do.”
“Yeah that the best thing for them.” We both looked towards the door to see the doctor entering.
“Hi, guys. I’m just here to check on her and make sure nothing is wrong.” He said walking over to her chart. He did a couple of things o the machines she was hooked up to. “She seems to be responding positively to the surgery results and also to the pain killers we’re giving her. I think she will be back with us in about 2 and a half days. If you have any questions, don’t be afraid get one of the nurses to page me.” He said walking out of the door.
“That’s good news, only 2 days.” I said trying to smile.
“Yeah, its great.” He said smiling back.
“Alex thank you for being here for me and for Emily. You are so great.” I said resting my head on his shoulder.
“See, know you know why they call me Alex The Great.” He laughed, which made me laugh. Then he changed to subject to the fun events of last night. The last thing I remember was Alex talking about how Jack can’t stop talking about how much fun I am.
