After learning of Butch’s condition will Buttercup make it to the hospital in time?

Blossom paced around the waiting room of the emergency room. She tried calling Buttercup on her cell phone, but she wasn’t picking up. She didn’t want to leave a message telling her of the incidence, and she simply told her to call right away. Boomer and Brick paced back and forth getting more impatient by the second. Bubbles was nowhere to be found. She went to the cafeteria to get some coffee.

Blossom couldn’t take it anymore. She screamed out in frustration. “Would you two stop pacing?”

Brick stared her in the face. “Hey, we’re worried okay?”

“Well, so am I,” she said, rising from her seat.

“Why do you care? He wasn’t your brother,” Brick fired at her. “You can’t understand what that feels like.”

“Yes, I can,” she said. “I have no idea where my sister is, and when she finds out what happened…”

“This is her fault,” Brick yelled. “It’s because of her this happened. I knew that girl was trouble.”

“How dare you blame this on my sister,” she yelled back. “Your brother is the one that got her…” Blossom stopped herself before she said something she would regret.

“What?” Brick yelled. Blossom stayed silent. “Come on, Blossom. What were you going to say?”

“Would you two just shut up?!” Boomer shouted, getting up in both of their faces. “Don’t you get it? Mojo’s dead, and Butch could still die.”

Blossom and Brick just stared at him, while Bubbles returned with the coffee. “Hey, guys, what’s going on?” Everyone was silent. She had a worried look on her face. “It’s not bad news, is it?”

“No,” Boomer said, taking the holder she had the coffee in. She took one of the cups. “We just had a little disagreement.”

“Okay,” she said as she sat down in one of the seats.

Brick and Blossom took their coffee. Blossom walked off to another corner. Guilt was overtaking her and a tear left her eye. Brick approached her. She looked up, seeing a sympathetic look in his eyes. There was only a sullen look in hers.

“Blossom, I… uh… I wanted to say that I’m sorry,” Brick said, holding his hand out to her. “I shouldn’t have said that.”

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Comments (3)
  • Mr Ghaz on Sep 23, 2010

    well written piece Alison. Very interesting story indeed. Thanks for sharing this great work. :)

  • swinger on May 23, 2011

    I love it
    well done

  • waseem on Jun 8, 2011

    Very intense. I like it.

    -Blu

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