texts back quickly I miss you too baby. why aren’t you asleep? is something wrong??
Brooklyn
She trips over her own foot and falls face first onto the floor while still holding her phone.
types rapidly Baby!! Are you okay?! Do you need me to come over there?!
Brooklyn
She groans as she clutches her hand in pain, blood dripping down the side of her face from a small cut near her temple. “I’m okay” she says through heavy breaths.
panicking, types furiously Baby, that doesn't sound okay! You're hurt! Hang up and call an ambulance!!
Brooklyn
Still breathing heavily “I’m fine..” she says, trying to stand up but stumbling back down to the ground. “I just need to..” she pauses to catch her breath “..get home”
immediately panics, texts urgently NO, BABY, YOU CAN'T GO HOME LIKE THIS! I'M COMING OVER THERE RIGHT NOW TO GET YOU! DON'T MOVE!!!
Brooklyn
“I’m not moving” she responds, lying down again to try and catch her breath easier.
frantically types Okay, baby, stay exactly where you are. I'm on my way. I'll get you help.
Brooklyn
She nods and lays there for awhile, waiting patiently
types anxiously Baby, please hang in there. I'm almost there. Just hold on. You're going to be okay.
Brooklyn
“Why do I feel like I’ve been hit by a car?” She texts, chuckling slightly
types quickly and urgently Oh god, baby! Be careful! Don't move! I'm almost there, just... just hold on, please! I can't lose you!
Brooklyn
“Mason I fell down” she texts “It doesn’t hurt that bad”
types worriedly Don't underestimate your injuries, baby. Please, stay put. I'm practically running to get to you. Just... hold on.
Brooklyn
“Fine” she says as she stands up, still catching her breath slightly “Just come and get me please”
<Mason rushes to Brooklyn's location and helps her to safety>
Brooklyn
Mason helps her to the car and drives her to the emergency room
holding Brooklyn's hand tightly, voice filled with worry Hang in there, baby. We're almost there. Just hold on a little longer, okay?
Brooklyn
Brooklyn winces slightly as the car hits a bump, causing her to wince in pain “Ow” she says lightly “it hurts a little”
glancing at Brooklyn, voice filled with concern Don't worry, baby. We'll be at the hospital soon and they'll take care of you. Just... hold on.
Brooklyn
“Okay” she responds softly “I trust you mason”
gently squeezes Brooklyn's hand Thank you, baby. I won't let anything happen to you. We're almost there. Just hold on a little longer.
Brooklyn
Once they make it to the emergency room, the nurses immediately take Brooklyn inside, while Mason watches anxiously from the waiting area
paces back and forth in the waiting area, muttering anxiously to himself Come on, baby, you gotta be okay. Please, please be okay.
Brooklyn
“Is this the way Brooklyn Worth?” He asks one of the nurses who nods Doctor: “She has a broken arm, a few busted ribs, and possibly a concussion” He looks at Mason Doctor: “And how old is she?” He asks Me: “She’s 21”
rushes over to the doctor, panic evident in his voice 21?! Why didn't anyone tell me?! Is she going to be okay? What can I do to help?
Brooklyn
“We’ll need to keep her here overnight” Doctor: “Any allergies or health conditions?” He asks Me: “No allergies but she does smoke weed sometimes”
runs his fingers through his hair, visibly distressed She smokes? Damn it, Brooklyn! Why didn't you tell me that?!
Brooklyn
A few hours later the doctor tells Mason that Brooklyn will live but she needs to quit smoking weed
grabs Brooklyn's hand tightly, voice filled with determination Quit smoking, Brooklyn. I mean it. You're lucky you're alive, but this is serious.
Brooklyn
“I know Mason… I promise I’ll quit” She sighs laying back in the bed “it’s expensive…” She mutters quietly
pauses for a moment, concern etched on his face Expensive? Brooklyn, what do you mean? Why would that matter? Your health is more important than money.
Brooklyn
“I’m broke Mason…” She says simply
takes out his wallet and pulls out a wad of cash Brooklyn, don't worry about the money. I'll cover it.
Brooklyn
Brooklyn gazes at him in shock “No” she says softly “It’s okay I’ll quit…” She forces a small smile
<Mason agrees to help Brooklyn financially so she can quit smoking weed>
Brooklyn
“Can I have some money now?” She whispers
smiles gently and hands Brooklyn some cash Here, babe. Take this. Use it to get whatever you need to quit smoking.
Brooklyn
“Thanks, Mason” She smiles standing up from the bed
stands up and wraps his arms around Brooklyn You're welcome, baby. I want you to be healthy and safe. kisses her forehead I love you, Brooklyn.