Johnson's POV {ayeeeee ;) }
meghan left a little while ago. she slammed the door. she probably took my car, which i don't mind.
she makes me so angry, as much as i love her she never knows what she wants. she's always jumping back and fourth. sending me mixed signals.
i would never guess she's dating Taylor, why would she date him? how long have they been dating?
my phone rang from a unknown number and I declined it not wanting to talk to anyone right now.
a couple minutes later my door swung open scaring the shit out of me.
"meghan, she's in the hospital." gilinsky said.
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we got to the hospital, cameron picked us up. because she had my car. i feel sick to my stomach. the hospital didn't tell us shit and we have no idea what's wrong or what happened.
"what's wrong? what happened? is she okay?" i asked the front desk a million questions. they gave me a dirty look and told me to sit back down.
"it's okay dude." gilinsky said.
"so there just gonna make us sit here?" cameron said
the door opened and taylor came in. he's my friend, but is so hard not to be mad. or maybe jealous. which is horrible at the moment cause meghan is in the hospital.
"where is she? is she okay?" taylor asked us. we don't fucking know.
"they won't tell us shit." Cameron said.
i texted noelle and told her, she should be here soon. I decided to text sammy too. Even though he's a dick and shouldn't be here. he has the right to know.
the door opened and aaron and noelle came in, asking a billion questions.
a doctor came out and looked at all of us standing here, waiting. Which feels like hours.
"you all here for meghan?" he asked
i walked up to him, practically shaking.
"she got into an accident. a really bad one. were doing the best we can. we still don't know what's wrong. were taking some tests. she's not awake yet," he said
"really bad? is she okay?" i asked and he didn't say anything. damn, these doctors aren't really the nicest.
"one at a time, you guys can see her. she's not awake though." he said leaving us.
"let me go in first," i said.
i went into the back and they showed me her room. they left me alone and they had a chair next to her bed.
she was connected to so many wires, she was pale and had scratches all over her face. this is my fault, she was angry and then left to go driving. i should have chased after her. i dont even give a shit about my car.
"im sorry," i whispered bringing my hand to hers.
i hate seeing her like this, it honestly makes me sick to my stomach. she doesn't deserve it.
"i shouldn't have yelled at you, or even got mad at you for dating Taylor. it's just i love you." i said pressing my lips against her forehead and leaving her alone in the small suffocating room.
taylor went in after me, i can't stand being jealous at a moment like this, but i am.
my thoughts got interrupted by someone barging in the hospital door. it was sammy.
"is she okay?" he practically screamed.
"they still don't know what's wrong with her. were all going in one at a time to see her. she's not awake." i explained to him. he nodded and sat down, i know deep down he does care about her.. but he still treated her like shit. Which she doesn't deserve.
Sammy's POV
after everyone was done seeing meghan, i went in too see her. when johnson texted me i felt sick to my stomach and got here as quickly as i could.
she looked all swollen, but still beautiful. her lips were pink, she was pale. she was connected to so many wires. the machines were beeping.
i sat down on the chair and i felt an ache in my chest, i hurt this girl so many times. she didn't deserve any of it. she loved me. i loved her. but i hurt her, and she moved on.
"i am so sorry. for everything, I don't even know how many times i have to say it. but i am. i love you, and i am such an ass hole. you don't deserve to be laying here. i sure do though. for treating you like shit." i said and laid my hand on hers.
i felt her squeeze my hand, her eyes were still closed and i could tell she could hear me.
"I'm so sorry," i kept repeating to her. I rubbed my thumb against her hand.
i took my hand out of her grip and left the hospital room, I didn't even notice but I had tears rolling down my face.
"you okay?" gilinsky asked and I nodded sitting back down. i just want the dam test results to come back. I want her to be okay.
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Johnson's POV
we've been in this hospital for such a long time, we've all been here. no one left, it's already about 1am. the doctors told us that the test results came back and at this point we just need to wait for her to wake up. they told us there's a highly chance she won't remember much of the accident.
they said it would be ok if we left but we didn't want too. i cant just go home while she's not awake yet.
"surprised you haven't punched sammy yet," noelle whispered to me sitting down and i slightly laughed.
"or taylor," i whispered back and her eyes wided. so she knew too. everyone knew.
"you know?" she asked and I nodded.
"me and meghan got into a fight about it, she left angry.. so this is basically all my fault." i said
"stop, it's not your fault. she's okay. it's alright, she will be awake soon." she said, and as soon as she said it the doctor came out and told us she was awake. finally.
"is she alright?" sammy asked standing up and walking towards the doctor.
"she is, but she needs more rest. the more rest she gets the earlier she will recover." he said and we all nodded.
"what about the other driver? how did it even happen." aaron asked.
"the other driver sadly is not doing well, she is brain dead." he said.
he didn't answer the question of how the accident happened. well i know how. it's all because of me.
he let us all in at once, because i know she will be happy that were all here. not sure about sammy though.
we opened the door too her room, her eyes were open, and her hair was slightly covering her face.
"hi guys," she spoke. her voice was really low.
"baby are you okay?" taylor said coming towards her making me want to punch him in the face.
he sat down and she nodded and smiled. she made eye contact with me and then back to taylor.
"i guess i will leave, i just wanted to make sure you were okay. i was scared," sammy said, his hands were in his pockets and he looked uncomfortable and awkward.
"okay, thanks for coming" she said and he nodded and left.
