Complicated Wedding.

Chapter 3 - The phone call.

Kai's POV-

Whilst Skylar is at work I begin to clean the house, and make sure everything is prepared and ready for tomorrow.
Once the house was clean I head into the bedroom and pull my suit out i would be wearing tomorrow.
"Tomorrow's the day..." I say as I look over my suit. A navy suit with a white shirt, silver cufflinks with a diamond in the corner of each.  I smile, and hang my suit back in the wardrobe. I grab the shoes I'm going to wear and take them downstairs. I head into the kitchen and grab the shoe polish and sit in the living room.

15.50pm
I'd just sat down with a coffee in the living room when my phone rang.
"Unknown number?"  I don't normally answer numbers I don't know, but something tells me I need to answer it.
"Hello?"

"Hello, is this Kai Smith?"

"Speaking." I breathe in deeply.

"I'm sorry to inform you, but Skylar France has been involved in a serious car accident... She's in a critical state..." The female voice at the other end of the line began.

My coffee fell from my hand and smashed as it hit the kitchen floor, my body collapsed and my phone fell onto the floor beside me. Everything went silent, my heart shattered...
"Mr Smith?... Sir are you there?.." the voice from the phone called, bringing me back into reality.
I grabbed the phone and brought it back to my ear.
"How... Is she...?" Tears rolled down my cheeks.
"I can't give you too much detail on the phone I'm afraid Mr Smith, she's in critical condition currently, the doctors are working on getting her condition stable... She's at Marsh Hospital... I think you need to come down..."

" Okay.. I..I Will..., Thank you..." I ended the call… my phone fell to the floor once again as I tried to process what I'd just been told.
"Skylar..." I mumbled her name...

I reach for my phone again and dial a number.

"Yo Kai! What's up?" a masculine voice answers.
" Carlos... I need you to take me to Marsh Hospital... Now.. it's Skylar.." I sob down the phone.

"Is she okay...?" Carlos's voice trembles.

" No... " I whimper.

" I'm on my way, be there in 5." He ends the call.

" Thanks Carlos..." I whisper to myself.

I drag myself off the floor, quickly clean up the mess from the coffee cup off the floor and go upstairs.

I pack a back with extra clothing from myself, and take a couple of extra things if Skylar's just incase, tears still rolling down my cheeks.
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16:10pm
I hear a car horn outside and rush down the stairs with the hospital bag in tow to see Carlos parked outside.
I grab my house keys, lock the house door as I exit and walk round to the passenger door of his car. I get in placing the bag into the footwell between my feet. I fast my seatbelt and feel a hand on my shoulder, I glance over and look at Carlos.
Carlos is a bodybuilder, his muscular body sat back into his chair, his size 13 feet resting on the pedals. He has deep blue and black short hair, scraped back with hair gel.
He gives me a small smile before setting off to the hospital.
The car ride there was silent, I gazed out of the window wondering what I was going to walk into... The wedding wasn't on my mind anymore... The survival of my fiancée was...