𝐈 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐘𝐨𝐮 • 𝙈𝙋

𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐘-𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓

Disclaimer: idk how hospitals work so bare with me 😭🙏

NOT PROOF READ OFCCC

Omniscient/Third Person POV

"We have three car crash victims, two unconscious, one in critical condition. We need identification for all."

Saying the hospital seemed chaotic at the moment was an understatement. Police were taking statements at the scene, while doctors and nurses rushed through the hospital.

"Patient 975 and 977 need immediate attention. 976 is awake."

By now, the word had spread around the quiet town. News reports and articles were on the process of being written, to inform the curious locals on what had happened.

"Take 975 to surgery."

Nobody actually knew who was involved yet, being that they were just mildly TikTok famous. The police searched the scene for evidence, and tried to figure out exactly what had happened.

"We have identification for patient 975, we found registration in the glove compartment."

Nobody that knew Rhiya and Mattia, had any idea about what had happened, except for Roshaun and Micah. Although they knew what happened, they had no idea about who was involved, they just saw it on their For You Pages.

"Send an officer to 976 for identification and questioning."

10-4 was heard through the radios, signaling that the officer understood. With that being confirmed, he made his way to figure out what exactly happened.

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"So, you were the one driving?" Officer Davis asked.

"Y-yeah, but listen man. That wasn't supposed to happen, I was just going home and- and I got a headache. Well no, I had one and it got- ugh it got worse." He explained. "My brother, it's his fault. He... he said we were staying. Yeah, yeah we're staying. We're staying in Jersey, for- for a girl! A fucking girl- can you believe that?"

"Mr. James-"

"It's Drex."

"Drex, I'm gonna have to ask you to relax. I know it's overwhelming, but I need to take your statement." The cop explained.

"I didn't- I didn't see the red. I just wanted to go home!" He cried, resting his head into his hands. "I wanna go home." He repeated, this time in more of a whisper.

"I don't think that'll be happening."

"Are they dead? Did I kill them?!" He panicked. "Please don't tell me I did, please!-"

"We don't know-"

"Am I gonna be arrested?! I want a lawyer. No I- I wanna call my brother, let me call my brother."

"I can't let you do that, I have to finish the questions first." The officer explained.

"It'll be quick, just let me call him."

"Do you have any... substances in your body we should know about? Alcohol, drugs-"

"No! I'm fine."

"That's not what your tests say." Drex felt as if he was going crazy. It was hard for him to focus, and he felt like he was getting attacked with questions.

"Wh-what tests? What are you talking about?"

"The hospital did tests while you were unconscious. You seemed very out of it and they were trying to help."