Limbo

what if

She's in a hospital.
How could I let that happen. Why I didn't stay there.

"W-what happened?"

"Nurse told me that she had several knife wounds on her hands, and legs. She hit her head really hard and she has 3 broken ribs. And they found her in front of the beach house laying in blood," he said seriously. I could see he was feeling really bad.

I opened my mouth to say something but he interrupted me.

"I payed her to be in hospital in Los Angeles, she'll be okay but she's in coma so you should let her be."

"No, I'm going there. Which hospital?"

"That's not a good idea Grace."

"I'm her girlfriend, tell me where she is."

"You're not her girlfriend," he whispered.

This words hurt more than I could imagine.

"Just tell me where she is Chris, please," couple of tears escaped my eyes.

"Cedars-Sinai, near Beverly center."

"Thank you," I hugged him and I ran back home. I was literally running.

When I got home I dialed Sam's number.

"Sam what are you doing?"

"Nothing, what's happening?"

"Can you take me somewhere? Kylie is in the hospital."

"I know sweatheart, we all know."

"How long?"

"3 days," I could hear him sighing.

"Why, why you didn't tell me?"

"Because you would feel bad."

"Take me there please."

"Ahhhh, Margo will kill me. I'll be there in 15," he said and the call ended.

We got into the hospital and I rushed to the reception.

"Excuse me?"

"How can I help you?" with smile on her face said old woman with glasses on the tip of her nose.

"Where can I find Kylie Tomlinson?"

"Just a second," she said and she started typing her name in the computer.

"3th floor on the right, door number 315."

"Thank you," I said and I rushed to the stairs. I was taking 2 stairs at once. And now I was standing infront of her room door.

"Can we go inside?"

"I don't know, have you seen her already?"

"No, only Chris."

I opened the door slowly, but the room was empty, there were only clean white sheets on the bed. She wasn't here.

"No, what if. No that didn't happen right?" I sat on the chair in the hallway.

"What?" Sam said with fear in his eyes.

"What if she's dea-"

"Don't say it oh my god, Chris would already know if something like that happened."

"But what if, what if something happened befo-" but my phone started ringing in the middle of my sentence.

It was Chris. I looked at the Sam with worries on my face.

"Ch-Chris?"

"Grace?"

"What happened?"

"It's Kylie."

"Please don't say it."