Chloe's POV
"No, no, no!" I screamed whilst pounding on the glass window blocking me away from beca my screaming just got louder and louder. She can't leave now not after everything we've been through. Everything that's happened. She can't give up she's got to keep fighting. For marley, for me. Then all of a sudden marley came walking down the corridor and must've heard me screaming because her pace had picked up. However whatever she said I didn't hear because I had zoned out hearing nothing but my own screams but I heard one sentence
"Hey chloe why are you screaming beca's okay everything's fine."
"W-w-what," I heard it too the beeping had started again. Beep- beep - beep beca was back she was alive. My heart leaped for joy "the line it it went dead." I said hesitantly
"The doctors managed to fix it I mean it is their job. Another day another nickel am I right." She gave a slight giggle how can she be so calm when her sisters in a coma. However my thoughts soon ended when a doctor came out.
"Miss beale, miss Mitchell." We both looked up at the doctor he had bags under his eyes so it had obviously been a long night for him
"Yes," we both say simultaneously.
"You may want to sit down." Uh oh this doesn't sound good me and Marley both went and sat down and the doctor shortly followed. "After running many tests it's come to our attention that beca is making very little progress." I could feel my eyes tearing up I could feel what was coming they were going to say there was no hope. That beca was going to die I didn't want to hear that marley grabbed my hand and squeezed it before saying
"Is is is sh she gonna die."
"We don't know we have decided to give her 2 weeks but if she doesn't wake up by then then we have no choice but to turn off the machines. However the chances are 50/50 so don't get too upset." I can't believe he was telling us not to get too upset. We could be about to be losing someone we both love so much and he's telling us not to get upset at that moment i stood up and lost it.
"Not to get upset not to get upset. You've basically just told us that someone we both love dearly is going to die and now your telling us not to get upset. Your a fucking idiot. There's got to be something we can do. Something we can do to help her. We can't just sit and do nothing."
"Miss beale you've got to understand-"
"No you've got to understand-"
"Chloe dont"
"No the love of my life is on deaths edge and your just telling me to stay calm. I feel like I've been shot in the heart and then stabbed repeatedly a million times but nooooooooo ill stay calm. The fuck to being calm." Then I just collapsed onto the floor in a heap and broke down.
Sorry for a short chapter but I felt he need to update again but thanks for reading I hope you like it
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