When all else fails... fake a smile.

Leah's POV

"Ok breath, just breath," I whispered to myself....," Brooke is fine, on top of a tall building, but fine." I felt my throat tighten up. Don't do this to me now, my mind snapped. I pulled over. It was getting hard to breath. I somehow managed to pull out my phone and push the call button and call Jake. On the first ring he picked up. "Leah? Are you ok? Where is Brooke," he rambled off. It felt like a pair of hands were closing in around my neck, squashing my only air way off. "Can't....breath....Brooke is fine...," I said as best I could. "Well call 911! Not me," He yelled. I knew I should have done that first but I wanted him to tell the guys Brooke was fine. I hung with him and called 911. I blacked out as the lady on the phone said they were about 5 minutes away.

*Dream*

I was standing watching my younger self and younger Brooke on the beach. Brooke was 16 and I was 15. I had decided on a girls day out, so we went to the beach. Granted it was fall down in Ga, but we still went. It was about 1:30ish, and we were the only people there. "Hey sooo what did your parents do when they found out that you got suspended from school, I asked. Brooke had gotten caught with alcohol at school, she wasn't shit faced but she was drunk. Brooke lend back in her hands, "They got mad of course, mom because of the whole school part, and dad because I stole his Jin, either way they are pissed at me. They tried taking my car, but seeing as my grandpa gave it to me when he...died, and it's in my name, they can't do shit." I often wondered what Brooke's family life was like. She never wanted me to go over there. "Ha now you know why", a voice said. I turned around, leaving my younger self and Brooke talking. I turned around to find a sweet little girl standing behind me. She had golden hair, and I pale white dress on, with bright green eyes. "Who are you," I asked. She smiled," Names are unimportant, but what is important is that we talk first." For a young girl she could talk very well. "Am I dead," I asked. It was the first thing to pop in to my mind. The little girl chuckled, "No. You are simply 'between'." I found comfort it her words. A thought hit me in the head, she seemed to remind me of someone. BROOKE. She had her face and Brooke's hair from when she was a baby. "Are...are you...," I started. She simply nodded, "Yes I am. This is what I would look like if I was about 8." Damn I am GOOOOOD, my mind sang. I rolled my eyes. "Come walk with me," she said offering me her tiny hand. I placed mine in hers and was covered by the sense of warmth. As we walked we talked. "My mom, Brooke, is a very troubled person, as you know, but she means to be good. She cries about me all the time. She misses me dearly," little Brooke said, that is what I decided on calling her because she didn't tell me her name. "I know that she lost you during the pregnancy, but can you please tell me your name," I tried again. She let out a breath, "I was going to be called Annabelle." I smiled at the name. Me and Brooke said we each would name our first baby girl Annabelle. I was about to say something when I felt a shock. "What's going on!?" I asked franticly. "They are trying to bring you back, and they will. When you see my mommy, tell her I love her and it wasn't her fault, and give her this." She handed me a small chain with a sand dollar on it, "It means something important to her. Good bye." I was shocked again before I could get out a good bye.

*end*

Jake's POV

I had gotten a phone call from a nurse at the hospital. Leah had been brought in, not breathing. She had a panic attack that lead to an asthma attack. She had been dead for five minutes now. I was sitting in the waiting area with Jinxx, CC, Ash, and Andy. Tears were running down my face. "I can't lose her guys. I can't," I muttered. "Dude it will be ok," Jinxx said as he put his arm around my shoulders. Andy stood up, "I am going to call Brooke off of Leah's phone." He walked out. I couldn't help but feel trapped.

Andy's POV

Brooke is missing and now Leah is the hospital. I scrolled through Leah's contacts till I got to Brooke's name. I touched the green call button. It rang twice before she picked up. "Leah?"

Brooke's POV

I was walking down the last flight of stairs when Leah called me.
"Leah?" I asked.
"Umm no it's...it's Andy. Don't Hang up!!!! Leah is in the hospital."
I stopped walking, "What?"
"She had a panic attack that went to an asthma attack. They are trying to bring her back."
"BRING HER BACK?!!? What do you mean BRING HER BACK?!?"
I could hear Andy flinch away, "She was brought in not breathing."
I dropped to my knees. I was still in the stair well, alone.
"Where are you? I'll come pick you up," Andy offered.
I was numb and dazed, "The-the...umm the Francis Hotel," I said as I remembered the name from when I seen the sign.
"Be there soon." Andy said and hung up. I sat down on the ground. Leah was dead.....and they were fighting to bring her back.

I walked out front of the hotel. No one seemed to mind that I was there, or that I had tears rolling down my cheeks. Andy pulled up in my car. I tried to smile at the scene before me, but couldn't. Andy hopped out of the car and ran towards me. By the time he wrapped his arms around me, I had finally broken down. I cried in to his shirt. I felt Andy hug me tight." Shhh, it will be ok. Come on get in the car, lets go check on her." I only nodded my head as he helped me in to my car. On the drive there, we barley talked. We got out of the car and walked in to the hospital, to find a crying Jake, an awkwardly comforting Jinxx, and a confused CC and Ash. At the sound of my footsteps everyone looked up. "Brooke," Jake whispered hoarsely. I went over to him and hugged him. His tears soaking my shirt shoulder. "Shhh," I said as I began to cry. "It wasn't your fault," I said to him, but more to myself. We had been crying for a couple of minutes, when a doctor walked in. We all faced him, "We managed to bring her back. We have her on a machine to help her breath, she is sedated in order for her body to recover. We will be keeping her for a couple of days, maybe a week to see how she does. You can go see here now." Relief flooded my body. Leah is alive.

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