My Brother's Best Friend

Chapter 22

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I hate hospitals, a thing I have in common with many people. Whether your waiting for news about someone or you are that someone. The white wall's that surround you, the tension and sadness in the air, the cry's of another person, the sound of someone's last breath..

The waiting room. Where you wait for hours, hoping that someone will talk to you but all they do is walk on by.

Andy and I had been in the waiting room for four hours and stilll no body has talked to us. I couldn't stay still. I was pacing around the room, moving from one chair to another, tapping my foot, my fingers and every time I tired to talk to someone they would brush me off. Talk about rudeness.

"Sophie," Andy said placing a hand on my knee to keep it still whilst moving my thumb from my mouth where I had been chewing my nails. I sighed heavily and closed my eyes. Andy's aunty had rushed over as soon as she heard the news. No body could get a hold of anyone for Kerri and Wilson's family were coming as soon as they could but right now they were in China.

"I can't take not knowing Andy. I mean, it shouldn't take this long right?" I asked in a shaky voice. He gave me a tight smile and I knew that he couldn't think of an answer.

"Kerri Williams and Wilson Brown." A man in a white coat said looking up from his clip board. We both stood up and a sudden rush of fear swept through my body.

"How are they?" We both asked at the same time.

"Kerri is conscious. She has a broken leg and a few stitches but other then needing to take some medicine for a few weeks she'll be fine."

I felt Andy relax and heard him sigh in relief as he ran a hand through his hair. I swallowed and was glad she was going to be ok.

"Wilson?" I asked and his face told me everything right then. The look of sympathy.

"I'm afraid he got most of the injuries. We couldn't go on with the surgery because it would only make things worse. I'm sorry but his body can't cope with this many injuries and his body will eventually give up."

"Your saying he's still alive right now though?" I asked shocked.

"Yes, he's conscious. You can see him but I will warn you make whatever time you have count. I'm sorry." He said before walking off. I took in shaky breaths not believing a word he just said. I couldn't be losing Wilson, I wont.

"Sophie." Andy said placing a hand on my arm. I nodded hearing the question in his voice and I let him lead me to Wilson's room. My knees went weak when I saw all the cuts over him and the paleness of his skin. He looked over at us and gave us a weak smile.

"I take it the doc spoke to you." He croaked out. I rushed to his side and blinked back the tears.

"Yes." I whispered and he squeezed my hand.

"It'll be alright Sophie." He said and I shook my head.

"How is this going to be alright Wilson? Your my best friend, what am I ment to do without you. Like I said before, you keep saving me....but why can't I save you? You've done so much for me, it's not fair to you. That shouldn't have even been you walking down that street. It should have been me!"

"Sophie-"

"I can't lose you Wilson. I don't want to."

"I know but it's not something we can stop."

"But we have to, I mean-"

"Sophie," I stopped when I heard his voice begging for me to understand. I swallowed as realisation hit me. I was going to lose my best friend... and he wasn't going to come back.