The Wretched And The Divine
Fan Hangout
Isis POV
So after the tweet that Ashley sent out about fans hanging out with them, they chose one person to spend one of their days off with. I wasn’t too keen on the idea, especially after the whole thing with someone at Andy’s apartment a few weeks ago, but John seemed really set on the idea. I seriously hoped that this girl they’d chosen wasn’t a loon. We took a flight out to New York since that was close to where the lucky fan was located and found a hotel fairly close to where we were to meet her. John and Blasko insisted that Gemma and I come with them, to try and sort out our problems, I’d learned her name was Scarlette. We arrived a few minutes early to meet her I looked around, looking for someone I think would look like who were were waiting for.
“I think thats her.” said CC, pointing to this girl with half blonde and half black hair, with these ridiculous bug eye style sunglasses, and wearing practically nothing. Great, she was a slutty fan. She spotted us and waved with this huge smile on her face, and she came over to us, with an air of being stuck up about her. I looked to Gemma, she had a look on her face that just screamed, ‘what the fuck?’ This Scarlette girl squealed and hugged CC and Ashley, with her flat chest stuck out trying to make it seemed like she had boobs, I had to stifle a laugh as both guys ignored her obvious attempt at flirting, she then looked towards me and Gemma, with a look of disgust on her face.
“Hi, I’m Scarlette,” she said, first thing that came to mind about her was that she was a wannabe Paris Hilton.
“I’m Ashley, this is CC, and these are our girlfriends Gemma and Isis,” he said gesturing to each of us in turn. Her face fell when Ashley said girlfriends, even more so when she saw Gemma’s now obvious baby bump.
“I thought it was just going to be you two?” she asked.
"The more the merrier!" I said. She had an annoyed look on her face.
"So what was it that you wanted to do today?" CC asked. She stood there looking away. It look like she mumbled something.
"What was that?" Ashley asked.
"Oh nothing." She looked at him and smiled. "Let's go to this underground goth club! It's right around the corner from around here!" Gemma and I rolled our eyes as the boys agreed. We walked towards the club which so happened to be a block away from where met up. As Gemma and I sat there, we listened in on the conversations that Scarlette had with CC and Ashley. She spoke about her hair, clothes, her god awful music that she forced us to listen to, and was currently going on about how she was in a music video of some chick that no one has ever heard of. We couldn't take this anymore, so I tapped Ashley's shoulder.
"Hey Gemma and I are going to go to the bar." I said, he nodded in reply, feigning interest in what Scarlette was saying. We both made our way to the bar.
“So Scarlette’s fake.” said Gemma. I nodded as the bartender came and served us, wishing that it was busy so we didn’t have to go back to the table. I could tell the guys were bored of her bragging too.
CC’s POV
I found myself zoning out after a little while, this girl was getting on my nerves, she was so self centered, she could probably make Paris Hilton seem interesting. I let my mind wonder to Gemma, and the little bundle she was carrying. Our baby, this whole thing seemed so surreal, I was going to be a dad in a few short months, We’d barely known each other a year, and I already knew that she was the one. As cheesy as it sounds I already loved her to death. I wonder what the baby will look like? I thought to myself, I hope they have Gemma’s eyes. Sure I’m scared shitless, what new parent isn’t? I want to wrap Gemma up in cotton wool until the baby’s born, she’s been through a lot this year already, I have an overwhelming urge to protect her, especially after the scare we’d had. I’d been reading up on what to expect during pregnancy, I know that right about now Gemma should start feeling butterfly like kicks, but I won’t be able to feel the kicks for a while yet, which I wasn’t too happy about. I look over to the bar where Gemma and Isis have disappeared to and see her smiling, she’s got that gorgeous pregnant woman glow about her. It makes her all the more beautiful. We get to find out the sex of the baby soon, We’ve already booked the scan. I don’t mind whether it’s a boy or a girl, either way I hope they’ll love music as much as us so I can teach them drums, and their honorary uncles can teach them other instruments. Everyone seemed excited by the thought of having a little one around, the only thing worrying me was the fact that our next tour and the album release coincided with Gemma’s due date. Sure I’ll be back in the country for the actual date, but less than 5% of babies are born in their due dates, for all I know they could be early. Hopefully not too early, that would be scary.
"This one time when Howell and I were together, he actually locked himself into the bathroom and started slitting his wrists. It's was fucking pathetic." Scarlette's high pitch voice brought me back to back to what's going on.
"Wait.. Howell? From Death of a Dream?" I asked.
"Well yeah!" She responded. "He and I used to date and go out all of the time. Until he went all psycho again."
I glared at her as Ashley let rip into her.
“You do realise that he’s a good friend of ours?” he said, “and to ensure your respect & longevity in the industry, don't EVER voice a negative opinion about anyone or another artist. That can destroy a career before it’s even begun.” She sat there silent, not knowing what to do or say.
"Well I'm gonna go get a drink." She said pointing towards the bar. "I'll be back in a bit." She got up and walked off.
“What’s that girls problem?” I asked Ashley, as he pulled out his phone, possibly to tell Howell what we’d just heard, he just shrugged in response.
Gemma's POV
"I feel so bad for them. They look like they're going to explode any minute now." I told Isis.
"I'm surprised Ashley hasn't yet." She responded. We looked over to him and noticed he was talking with a serious expression on his face. And for the first time, the girl was actually quiet, stunned from whatever ashley told her. Isis sighed. "I guess I spoke too soon."
We saw Scarlette walk over our direction as Isis rolled her eyes. I slightly laughed as she approached us. I was still mad at Isis, but she still cracks me up.
"Hey guys! What's going on over here?" She spoke politely and smiled.
"Not alot," I replied, "just been served, now waiting for drinks, what was all that about over there?" I gestured to the guys.
"None of your business," she scowled, "so keep your fat ass out." that hit a nerve, if there's one thing you don't ever do is call a hormonal pregnant woman fat.
"I'm not fat," I said, "I'm pregnant, theres a difference." She scoffed.
"No there isn't," she said, "anything more than a 2 is fat," she said eyeing up Isis. My eyes widened as Isis clenched her jaw. This girl was already treading on extremely thin ice, she was begging for a slap, and if Isis' body language was anything to go by, it would be more since her fists were clenched by her sides as she slid off her stool taking a step near her. I looked over at Ashley and CC. Ashley saw the look on our faces and came over.
"So not only do you insult a friend of ours," he said, "you start on our girlfriends too? We are so close to just leaving and forgetting about this whole thing!" he was angry. He turned to Isis, as CC came to me.
"You ok?" he asked, I shook my head and let tears, I hadn't known I was holding, fall. Bloody hormones, he held me. I really don't know how he puts up with my mood swings some days. I felt him pick up my drink as we made our way back to the table. I sat and glared at Scarlette, while she went back to bragging, why were we even here? CC and Ashley had to take a call with the rest of the guys, apparently it was something to do with the new album. So Isis and I were left with "Paris". I saw Isis lean back against the side of the booth, she didn't look too good.
"You ok?" I asked her, she looked at me, her eyes were glassy and her pupils were huge! I looked at Scarlette, she was smiling.
"What did you do to her?" I shouted, standing up.
"Oh nothing," she said, "I would have roofied you too if that thing wasn't inside you!" I slapped her and she gasped.
"Wrong move.." she said, and grabbed mine and Isis wrists, luckily I was able to keep Isis upright, well just about, as she dragged us back to the hotel, hopefully taking us back to our rooms. I realised I was wrong when she hit the button for a couple of floors above where the guys were. Shit! She dragged us out the lift and down to the room furthest away. This girls a fucking psycho! She chucked us on the bed and grabbed a roll of duct tape before she wrapped it around my wrists and ankles. I tried to scream out, but she was too fast and put tape over my mouth. She moved to do the same to Isis, who was nearly unconscious by this point. I nudged her, trying to keep her awake, but it was useless. Scarlette just laughed at my pitiful attempts at trying to get free.
"Bye sweeties," she said as she left. I tried making as much noise as possible, I managed to turn myself around on the bed, so my feet were by the headboard and kicked as hard as I could. But it seemed to be useless. As time passed, I started crying from frustration. I heard my phone go in my pocket, I managed to reach it, it was CC, I screamed through the duct tape, I hoped he could hear me. I saw that he hung up. I sobbed and fell back onto the bed. Why was this happening to us? This time Isis' phone went, I couldn't reach it, but the vibrations caused Isis to stir. She'd been out for nearly an hour, hopefully the effect of the rohypnol was wearing off, but it wasn't enough to wake her fully. Both phones kept ringing, I had dropped mine when I answered the first time, so it laid there singing to itself. After a while I heard a commotion outside.
"Open the fucking door!" I heard CC shout, "my pregnant girlfriend is in there, I need to see if they're ok!" I heard a smaller female voice say something but couldn't make it out. Just then the door burst open revealing the guys and that bitch, Scarlette. I sighed in relief. He came over to me and undone all the tape. I cried into his chest.
"I love you!" I said between sobs.
"I love you too," he said, "I thought I’d lost you both, again, I hate feeling like that." I could hear tears in his voice.
"What did you do to her?" I heard Ashley say, I looked over and saw him pinning Scarlette to a wall.
"Relax!” she said, "it'll wear off soon, and you can go back to your little slut! You know shes no good for you! I'll be a better girlfriend!" I got up and walked over to her.
"Excuse me!" I said, "there is no way you'd be any good to anyone. now if you dont mind, will you shut the fuck up!? Your squeaky annoying voice is giving me a headache!"
"I've called the police," said CC, "they're on their way, you're done here, Scarlette." he came over to me and made me sit back down. I glanced at Isis who was still laying perfectly still on the other side of the bed. I reached over and shook her shoulder.
"Isis! Wake up!" I spoke loudly. My heart sunk when she didn't even react to my touch. I tried shaking her again but harder this time.
"Isis please!" I yelled. I couldn't believe this. I turned to Ashley and saw the panic look on his face. He glared at Scarlette again.
"How much did you give her!?" He screamed.
"Well it was suppose to go to both of them," she glanced at me, "but she's obviously pregnant and I didn't wanna waste it, so I gave blondie double the dose, instead." The nerve of this girl and the way that she's talking about this. As if it's not a big deal that she could have potentially overdosed someone!
It didn’t take the police long after that to turn up, and luckily there was paramedics with them too, one checked over Isis, and injected something into her arm, while the other checked over me and the baby. They insisted that they took both of us in just in case, Ashley and CC said they’d follow in a taxi. A police officer said that there’d be an officer waiting at the hospital for us when we’re ready to give statements. Isis started coming round on the journey, I was mentally willing her to be ok, if anything today has shown me that life is too short to hold grudges. I missed my best friend. I was sent to the triage area of the ER, while Isis was wheeled into the area where they had more serious patients. I was cleared pretty soon of anything. They insisted on another scan, which I asked for CC to come and see too. I was discharged and we headed out to where CC had left Ashley.
Ashley’s POV
We finally got to the hospital, we followed the ambulance as close as possible, CC stayed with me while they checked Gemma over but it wasn’t long before they called him in. I’d seen doctors rushing in and out of one area, which I assumed was where Isis was. I went over to the door and as it opened I saw a head of white hair. I tried to sneak in but was stopped by two burly security guards, they lead me over to a window where i could see what was going on. I saw movement, hoping that it was because she was coming round, but then more doctors started rushing towards her as the movements became erratic. I saw a doctor leave the room, as the door opened I heard someone shout.
"We need help in here please! Shes having a seizure!” My heart dropped into my stomach. Seizures were bad in overdoses. I felt myself go numb. I could loose her tonight, and not say goodbye to her. I needed to see her and tell her I love her. I made a break for it only to be stopped again.
"That's my girlfriend in there!" I shouted, “I need to see her! I need to see if she’s ok! I need to tell her I love her!” They didn’t let up. They pulled me back to the window, She’d stopped having a seizure now, but now there was white stuff coming out of her mouth, they had a tube with looked like it was sucking up the stuff. Oh my god, she’s dying! She can’t die! I felt someone touch me on the shoulder lightly. I turned to see Gemma and CC, they both looked upset by what was going on. Gemma came and hugged me. I didn’t expect that after all I’d put her through. We hugged for what seemed like forever. I cried into her shoulder.
“I’m gunna lose her.” I whispered.
“You’re not,” she replied, “She’s a tough cookie, and she’s stubborn, you won’t lose her. If anything she’ll be taking the piss out of you for being a baby as soon as she wakes up.” I tried to laugh at that.
“How are you?" I asked her.
“Both fine,” she said with a small smile, “She will be too.” she pointed to Isis, there were less doctors around her now.
“Family of Isis?" a doctor called out, I walked over to him.
"I'm her boyfriend,” I said, “How is she?”
“She’s doing better than expected,” he said, “There is a dangerously large amount of Rohypnol in her system, luckily it’s nearly all gone, we’re having to sedate her as she’s been having seizures, we are waiting for an open CT slot for a scan to see if theres been any damage caused by the drugs, but the way she’s been responding to treatment is a very good sign, after the CT scan she will be taken to a ward, she will have to stay in a couple of days, but the outlook so far is good.”
“Thank you,” I said, and turned to Gemma and CC with a small smile, “She will make it.” Gemma nodded.
“Told you.” she laughed, “Stubborn as an ox that one.” A little while later Isis was wheeled over to the elevator, apparently there was a slot available. I ran over before they could take her up, she looked so small, hooked up to all these machines. They’d had to intubate her to stop her swallowing her tongue during a seizure by the looks of it. I wanted my Isis back.
So after the tweet that Ashley sent out about fans hanging out with them, they chose one person to spend one of their days off with. I wasn’t too keen on the idea, especially after the whole thing with someone at Andy’s apartment a few weeks ago, but John seemed really set on the idea. I seriously hoped that this girl they’d chosen wasn’t a loon. We took a flight out to New York since that was close to where the lucky fan was located and found a hotel fairly close to where we were to meet her. John and Blasko insisted that Gemma and I come with them, to try and sort out our problems, I’d learned her name was Scarlette. We arrived a few minutes early to meet her I looked around, looking for someone I think would look like who were were waiting for.
“I think thats her.” said CC, pointing to this girl with half blonde and half black hair, with these ridiculous bug eye style sunglasses, and wearing practically nothing. Great, she was a slutty fan. She spotted us and waved with this huge smile on her face, and she came over to us, with an air of being stuck up about her. I looked to Gemma, she had a look on her face that just screamed, ‘what the fuck?’ This Scarlette girl squealed and hugged CC and Ashley, with her flat chest stuck out trying to make it seemed like she had boobs, I had to stifle a laugh as both guys ignored her obvious attempt at flirting, she then looked towards me and Gemma, with a look of disgust on her face.
“Hi, I’m Scarlette,” she said, first thing that came to mind about her was that she was a wannabe Paris Hilton.
“I’m Ashley, this is CC, and these are our girlfriends Gemma and Isis,” he said gesturing to each of us in turn. Her face fell when Ashley said girlfriends, even more so when she saw Gemma’s now obvious baby bump.
“I thought it was just going to be you two?” she asked.
"The more the merrier!" I said. She had an annoyed look on her face.
"So what was it that you wanted to do today?" CC asked. She stood there looking away. It look like she mumbled something.
"What was that?" Ashley asked.
"Oh nothing." She looked at him and smiled. "Let's go to this underground goth club! It's right around the corner from around here!" Gemma and I rolled our eyes as the boys agreed. We walked towards the club which so happened to be a block away from where met up. As Gemma and I sat there, we listened in on the conversations that Scarlette had with CC and Ashley. She spoke about her hair, clothes, her god awful music that she forced us to listen to, and was currently going on about how she was in a music video of some chick that no one has ever heard of. We couldn't take this anymore, so I tapped Ashley's shoulder.
"Hey Gemma and I are going to go to the bar." I said, he nodded in reply, feigning interest in what Scarlette was saying. We both made our way to the bar.
“So Scarlette’s fake.” said Gemma. I nodded as the bartender came and served us, wishing that it was busy so we didn’t have to go back to the table. I could tell the guys were bored of her bragging too.
CC’s POV
I found myself zoning out after a little while, this girl was getting on my nerves, she was so self centered, she could probably make Paris Hilton seem interesting. I let my mind wonder to Gemma, and the little bundle she was carrying. Our baby, this whole thing seemed so surreal, I was going to be a dad in a few short months, We’d barely known each other a year, and I already knew that she was the one. As cheesy as it sounds I already loved her to death. I wonder what the baby will look like? I thought to myself, I hope they have Gemma’s eyes. Sure I’m scared shitless, what new parent isn’t? I want to wrap Gemma up in cotton wool until the baby’s born, she’s been through a lot this year already, I have an overwhelming urge to protect her, especially after the scare we’d had. I’d been reading up on what to expect during pregnancy, I know that right about now Gemma should start feeling butterfly like kicks, but I won’t be able to feel the kicks for a while yet, which I wasn’t too happy about. I look over to the bar where Gemma and Isis have disappeared to and see her smiling, she’s got that gorgeous pregnant woman glow about her. It makes her all the more beautiful. We get to find out the sex of the baby soon, We’ve already booked the scan. I don’t mind whether it’s a boy or a girl, either way I hope they’ll love music as much as us so I can teach them drums, and their honorary uncles can teach them other instruments. Everyone seemed excited by the thought of having a little one around, the only thing worrying me was the fact that our next tour and the album release coincided with Gemma’s due date. Sure I’ll be back in the country for the actual date, but less than 5% of babies are born in their due dates, for all I know they could be early. Hopefully not too early, that would be scary.
"This one time when Howell and I were together, he actually locked himself into the bathroom and started slitting his wrists. It's was fucking pathetic." Scarlette's high pitch voice brought me back to back to what's going on.
"Wait.. Howell? From Death of a Dream?" I asked.
"Well yeah!" She responded. "He and I used to date and go out all of the time. Until he went all psycho again."
I glared at her as Ashley let rip into her.
“You do realise that he’s a good friend of ours?” he said, “and to ensure your respect & longevity in the industry, don't EVER voice a negative opinion about anyone or another artist. That can destroy a career before it’s even begun.” She sat there silent, not knowing what to do or say.
"Well I'm gonna go get a drink." She said pointing towards the bar. "I'll be back in a bit." She got up and walked off.
“What’s that girls problem?” I asked Ashley, as he pulled out his phone, possibly to tell Howell what we’d just heard, he just shrugged in response.
Gemma's POV
"I feel so bad for them. They look like they're going to explode any minute now." I told Isis.
"I'm surprised Ashley hasn't yet." She responded. We looked over to him and noticed he was talking with a serious expression on his face. And for the first time, the girl was actually quiet, stunned from whatever ashley told her. Isis sighed. "I guess I spoke too soon."
We saw Scarlette walk over our direction as Isis rolled her eyes. I slightly laughed as she approached us. I was still mad at Isis, but she still cracks me up.
"Hey guys! What's going on over here?" She spoke politely and smiled.
"Not alot," I replied, "just been served, now waiting for drinks, what was all that about over there?" I gestured to the guys.
"None of your business," she scowled, "so keep your fat ass out." that hit a nerve, if there's one thing you don't ever do is call a hormonal pregnant woman fat.
"I'm not fat," I said, "I'm pregnant, theres a difference." She scoffed.
"No there isn't," she said, "anything more than a 2 is fat," she said eyeing up Isis. My eyes widened as Isis clenched her jaw. This girl was already treading on extremely thin ice, she was begging for a slap, and if Isis' body language was anything to go by, it would be more since her fists were clenched by her sides as she slid off her stool taking a step near her. I looked over at Ashley and CC. Ashley saw the look on our faces and came over.
"So not only do you insult a friend of ours," he said, "you start on our girlfriends too? We are so close to just leaving and forgetting about this whole thing!" he was angry. He turned to Isis, as CC came to me.
"You ok?" he asked, I shook my head and let tears, I hadn't known I was holding, fall. Bloody hormones, he held me. I really don't know how he puts up with my mood swings some days. I felt him pick up my drink as we made our way back to the table. I sat and glared at Scarlette, while she went back to bragging, why were we even here? CC and Ashley had to take a call with the rest of the guys, apparently it was something to do with the new album. So Isis and I were left with "Paris". I saw Isis lean back against the side of the booth, she didn't look too good.
"You ok?" I asked her, she looked at me, her eyes were glassy and her pupils were huge! I looked at Scarlette, she was smiling.
"What did you do to her?" I shouted, standing up.
"Oh nothing," she said, "I would have roofied you too if that thing wasn't inside you!" I slapped her and she gasped.
"Wrong move.." she said, and grabbed mine and Isis wrists, luckily I was able to keep Isis upright, well just about, as she dragged us back to the hotel, hopefully taking us back to our rooms. I realised I was wrong when she hit the button for a couple of floors above where the guys were. Shit! She dragged us out the lift and down to the room furthest away. This girls a fucking psycho! She chucked us on the bed and grabbed a roll of duct tape before she wrapped it around my wrists and ankles. I tried to scream out, but she was too fast and put tape over my mouth. She moved to do the same to Isis, who was nearly unconscious by this point. I nudged her, trying to keep her awake, but it was useless. Scarlette just laughed at my pitiful attempts at trying to get free.
"Bye sweeties," she said as she left. I tried making as much noise as possible, I managed to turn myself around on the bed, so my feet were by the headboard and kicked as hard as I could. But it seemed to be useless. As time passed, I started crying from frustration. I heard my phone go in my pocket, I managed to reach it, it was CC, I screamed through the duct tape, I hoped he could hear me. I saw that he hung up. I sobbed and fell back onto the bed. Why was this happening to us? This time Isis' phone went, I couldn't reach it, but the vibrations caused Isis to stir. She'd been out for nearly an hour, hopefully the effect of the rohypnol was wearing off, but it wasn't enough to wake her fully. Both phones kept ringing, I had dropped mine when I answered the first time, so it laid there singing to itself. After a while I heard a commotion outside.
"Open the fucking door!" I heard CC shout, "my pregnant girlfriend is in there, I need to see if they're ok!" I heard a smaller female voice say something but couldn't make it out. Just then the door burst open revealing the guys and that bitch, Scarlette. I sighed in relief. He came over to me and undone all the tape. I cried into his chest.
"I love you!" I said between sobs.
"I love you too," he said, "I thought I’d lost you both, again, I hate feeling like that." I could hear tears in his voice.
"What did you do to her?" I heard Ashley say, I looked over and saw him pinning Scarlette to a wall.
"Relax!” she said, "it'll wear off soon, and you can go back to your little slut! You know shes no good for you! I'll be a better girlfriend!" I got up and walked over to her.
"Excuse me!" I said, "there is no way you'd be any good to anyone. now if you dont mind, will you shut the fuck up!? Your squeaky annoying voice is giving me a headache!"
"I've called the police," said CC, "they're on their way, you're done here, Scarlette." he came over to me and made me sit back down. I glanced at Isis who was still laying perfectly still on the other side of the bed. I reached over and shook her shoulder.
"Isis! Wake up!" I spoke loudly. My heart sunk when she didn't even react to my touch. I tried shaking her again but harder this time.
"Isis please!" I yelled. I couldn't believe this. I turned to Ashley and saw the panic look on his face. He glared at Scarlette again.
"How much did you give her!?" He screamed.
"Well it was suppose to go to both of them," she glanced at me, "but she's obviously pregnant and I didn't wanna waste it, so I gave blondie double the dose, instead." The nerve of this girl and the way that she's talking about this. As if it's not a big deal that she could have potentially overdosed someone!
It didn’t take the police long after that to turn up, and luckily there was paramedics with them too, one checked over Isis, and injected something into her arm, while the other checked over me and the baby. They insisted that they took both of us in just in case, Ashley and CC said they’d follow in a taxi. A police officer said that there’d be an officer waiting at the hospital for us when we’re ready to give statements. Isis started coming round on the journey, I was mentally willing her to be ok, if anything today has shown me that life is too short to hold grudges. I missed my best friend. I was sent to the triage area of the ER, while Isis was wheeled into the area where they had more serious patients. I was cleared pretty soon of anything. They insisted on another scan, which I asked for CC to come and see too. I was discharged and we headed out to where CC had left Ashley.
Ashley’s POV
We finally got to the hospital, we followed the ambulance as close as possible, CC stayed with me while they checked Gemma over but it wasn’t long before they called him in. I’d seen doctors rushing in and out of one area, which I assumed was where Isis was. I went over to the door and as it opened I saw a head of white hair. I tried to sneak in but was stopped by two burly security guards, they lead me over to a window where i could see what was going on. I saw movement, hoping that it was because she was coming round, but then more doctors started rushing towards her as the movements became erratic. I saw a doctor leave the room, as the door opened I heard someone shout.
"We need help in here please! Shes having a seizure!” My heart dropped into my stomach. Seizures were bad in overdoses. I felt myself go numb. I could loose her tonight, and not say goodbye to her. I needed to see her and tell her I love her. I made a break for it only to be stopped again.
"That's my girlfriend in there!" I shouted, “I need to see her! I need to see if she’s ok! I need to tell her I love her!” They didn’t let up. They pulled me back to the window, She’d stopped having a seizure now, but now there was white stuff coming out of her mouth, they had a tube with looked like it was sucking up the stuff. Oh my god, she’s dying! She can’t die! I felt someone touch me on the shoulder lightly. I turned to see Gemma and CC, they both looked upset by what was going on. Gemma came and hugged me. I didn’t expect that after all I’d put her through. We hugged for what seemed like forever. I cried into her shoulder.
“I’m gunna lose her.” I whispered.
“You’re not,” she replied, “She’s a tough cookie, and she’s stubborn, you won’t lose her. If anything she’ll be taking the piss out of you for being a baby as soon as she wakes up.” I tried to laugh at that.
“How are you?" I asked her.
“Both fine,” she said with a small smile, “She will be too.” she pointed to Isis, there were less doctors around her now.
“Family of Isis?" a doctor called out, I walked over to him.
"I'm her boyfriend,” I said, “How is she?”
“She’s doing better than expected,” he said, “There is a dangerously large amount of Rohypnol in her system, luckily it’s nearly all gone, we’re having to sedate her as she’s been having seizures, we are waiting for an open CT slot for a scan to see if theres been any damage caused by the drugs, but the way she’s been responding to treatment is a very good sign, after the CT scan she will be taken to a ward, she will have to stay in a couple of days, but the outlook so far is good.”
“Thank you,” I said, and turned to Gemma and CC with a small smile, “She will make it.” Gemma nodded.
“Told you.” she laughed, “Stubborn as an ox that one.” A little while later Isis was wheeled over to the elevator, apparently there was a slot available. I ran over before they could take her up, she looked so small, hooked up to all these machines. They’d had to intubate her to stop her swallowing her tongue during a seizure by the looks of it. I wanted my Isis back.
Notes
Once again, thanks for the support! Haha this is just the beginning of something huge and tragic! Can't wait for you guys to see what we got!
So the inspiration for this chapter is from this lovely tweet that Ashley sent out about a "fan hangout"! So Gemma and I quickly got to work! https://twitter.com/ashleypurdy/status/479444478629904384
That was also a little bit after the time some idiotic fangirls found out where Andy lived and were banging outside his door. https://twitter.com/chipmunkcalling/status/454780530181955584
((This also proves how long ago we wrote this chapter. Lol)
As for everything else, in this chapter... Well only my closest friends know where that part came from. Lol
Anywho, thanks for reading!
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