forum “How to Save A Life..” Remake Roleplay (read the description, please)

Started March 18, 2018 by @@CheezeJesus

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Tears filled her eyes as she remembered that awful day.
“No..no, I’m not..”

"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to, but can I at least give you a hug?" He reached out and gave Briar's hand a comforting squeeze.

Brair began to sob, uncontrollably. She collapsed into Oliver’s arms and cried into his chest.
“He was so angry..it was like he wasn’t even human anymore..”

Oliver rubbed Briar's back slowly. "You're safe here. Don't worry, alright? You're safe. He can't get near you." He hushed his voice, whispering softly to try and calm her down.

Dove watched from afar, silently thinking that she was good at consoling people too.

It took a bit, but Briar’s sobs slowly reduced to sniffles. She indulged in Oliver’s attempt in consoling her. All her life, she had never really been one for comfort. She had always been told to “shake it off” and move in on life. But now, everything she had kept bottled up..was overflowing.

Oliver held Briar in his arms, trying his best to be a good friend. "Can I get you anything? Do you want water?" He asked softly.

“No..I just need to think..” Briar whispered, tears still flowing down her cheeks.

"Alright." Oliver felt helpless and a bit frustrated at himself for not knowing how to help Briar. All he could do was hug her a little tighter and hope he wasn't making things worse.

Then suddenly a trauma intern rushed into the room, his scrubs covered in blood. His eyes were wild with fear.
“I’m so sorry for interrupting, but Dr. O’Malley there’s an emergency on the trauma floor, we need you up there now..”

Briar sat up and hopped out of bed, pulling her scrubs on over her hospital gown.
“Take me there..”

Oliver's eyes darkened a bit, but let Briar go without a fuss. There'd been enough loss today and Oliver didn't want to cost another life. He sat alone on the bed after she left, head in his hands.

“Dr. Horne..come with me..please..” Briar stopped in the doorway of her room just as she was about to cross the threshold.
“I could really use your help..I know I said that earlier, but losing the patient was my fault. You’re brilliant and I..” Briar blurted, extending a hand to her fellow teenage colleague.

"It was my fault, but let's not waste time." Oliver grabbed her hand, keeping his eyes glued to the floor.

“Alright..let’s go..” she nodded to the intern who led them down the hall quickly to the trauma bay. Of course, the trauma bay was always in a state of pandemonium. But today the craziness level had been taken up a notch.
“There was a bus crash. Twenty people injured..no one died..” the intern said quickly.
Briar didn’t stop to listen. She rushed into the bay head on, pulling on a pair of rubber gloves as she did so.

Oliver followed suit, putting on gloves and trailing at Briar's heels. His mind went blank already in "surgeon mode" in order to asses the situation in front of them.

An intern approached Caroline. "Bus accident, twenty injured."
She nodded. "Lead the way."

Just as Briar reached the threshold off the bay, she felt a sharp pain shoot through ear stomach with such force, she felt to her knees and screamed.
Her breathing became quick and heavy, so she struggled to call out for anyone.

Just as Briar reached the threshold off the bay, she felt a sharp pain shoot through ear stomach with such force, she felt to her knees and screamed.
Her breathing became quick and heavy, so she struggled to call out for anyone.

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“H-help..I think I’m..pr—“ The a puddle of water splashed out from under her, creating wet stains along the insides of her scrubs.
“Please, Caroline ..anyone..help..”

"Briar?!" Oliver scrambled around the corner, trying to help her to her feet. "You should've stayed in bed." He mumbled, worry in his eyes.

Just as Briar reached the threshold off the bay, she felt a sharp pain shoot through ear stomach with such force, she felt to her knees and screamed.
Her breathing became quick and heavy, so she struggled to call out for anyone.

Caroline heard a scream from behind her. She whirled around, and saw Briar on the floor, shaking. Terror coursed through her.
"Not again, not again," she muttered frantically. "Briar, Briar listen to me. What's wrong?"

“I think..I might be in..l-labor..I didn’t know..I was pregnant..err!” She pressed a hand to her stomach, willing the pain to go away.

"What!" Caroline screeched. She lowered her voice. "You're no even showing, Bry. How could this be happening?"

Oliver felt useless in this situation, but he was shocked anyways. What… How could this even be going on? He didn't bother to voice his opinions, only offered out his hand in case she needed to squeeze it for pain relief.

“Aren’t you a neonatal surgeon? You should know!” Brair snapped, tears rushing down her face. She squeezed Oliver’s hand tightly, grateful for his presence.