Autumn(jordans sister) pov
suddenly my dad jumped up with jordan in his arms, and ran with her to outside and into the car and placed her inside on her back. then grabbed his wallet and keys and grabbed us two and pushed into the car and he ran into car and quickly started heading hospital without saying anything.
the ride took about only 20 minutes even if the nearest hospital was over an hour away, and the only thing you could hear was the faint music and our sniffles.
still saying nothing, dad parked the car into the first spot he saw and grabbed jordan and headed to the hospital doors not bothering to wait for us. he instantly went to the first person he saw and started talking to them and the worker instantly started calling other people and rushing around, one man came and started to pick jordan out of his arms carefully and started heading to the emergency are while me and my mom stayed back but i started following the man with jordan but once i was almost there, an arm was put in front of me causing me to stop and look to my right.
"you arent allowed back there im sorry."a woman said
"like hell youre gonna keep me from there." i spat at her and started walking again ignoring her yelling at me
once again i was almost there to her but then i felt two arms wrap around me from behind, picking me up and tossing me over their shoulder causing me to start screaming and kicking my legs around begging for them to let me down which didnt work.
then i saw my dad coming over and taking me away holding my shoulders and leading me to a quiet area that had some couches which i assumed was a waiting room. i looked to one of the chairs and saw my mom, sobbing and once i saw that i broke down again running to her.
4 or so hours later
its been hours and we have had no updates on jordan which is killing me right now, i havent ate anything since everything happened and havent slept one bit
right now my mom has dosed off beside me and my dad just staring at the floor, slumped against his chair with his head in his hand.
at this point i have no hope at all
after debating whether she'll live or not, i heard footsteps coming towards us which made me instantly pull my head up with my eyes wide
the footsteps were from a nurse with a clipboard and a pen, with a large white coat, what you expect a nurse to look like
"mr and mrs countryman?"the nurse questioned looking at us
we all shook our heads in anticipation
she sighed and said,"well jordan, we had to pump her stomach about 3 hours ago, and well um shes."
i stopped listening to her, i already knew what she was gonna say. my eyes started welling up with tears as i fell back into my chair.
what am i going to do without jordan?
i cant do this anymore
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i cant do this anymore
Randomtw:self-harm, language, depression, and mental illnesses. also includes lgbtq+ wrote this instead of actually doing it lowercase intended