Lost And Found (Editing)

21. *Bad Moves*

August P.O.V

I woke up seeing white all around me.

I tried to get up but my leg and arm started to hurt.

"Fuck!" I mumbled.

I laid myself back in the bed.

"August."

I looked around the room and seen Rita sitting in one of the chairs.

"Where's Bre?!" I asked.

She looked down.

"She's still in her room."

I nodded.

"Help me get out this bed!"

She looked up at me.

"No August!"

I looked at her.

"Help me get out this damn bed!"

One of the nurses came in.

"Is everything okay?" She asked.

I shook my head.

"I need to get out of here! Please."

She nodded.

She went to the back and came back.

She grabbed my leg and put it in a cast.

She slowly let go of my leg and went in the back again.

She came back out with some crutches.

I grabbed them as she helped me up.

She opened the door, as I walked out on my crutches.

Rita followed behind.

"Where is she!?"

"Come on."

She walked in front of me and went into another room.

I looked at the door then walked inside.

I looked in the room and seen Bre asleep.

"Bre." I whispered slowly.

She wasn't moving.

I bit lip, as I nurse came in.

"Is she okay?" I asked slowly.

She shrugged.

"She's been like this since the other day when we brought her in. But believe me, we are trying our best."

I sighed then walked out the room.

Rita came out the room and placed her hand on my shoulder.

"Get the fuck off me-"

I stopped in mud sentence once I seen Chris walking out of a room wearing a cast.

I walked over to him on my crutches.

"Why you in here?" I asked.

He looked at Rita in disgust.

"Ask that bitch!"

I tried to keep myself from laughing so I took a deep breath, which turned into a cough.

"Why you in here?" He asked.

"Car accident-"

"You ain't see a black car did you?"

"Yeah. It was right in front of me driving slow and shit."

He cleared his throat and walked over to me.

"The real reason for why I'm here is because of Rita! She was in that black car! She did that shit on purpose!"