HBC- One Shots.

Emergency contact

A/N: hey, babes! I'm back. And I'm bitter. Can't wait to be bitter crying over Adele's new album.
Enjoy!

I was on my way to the train station when my phone rang.
Unknown caller. Who the fuck is calling me this late?
-Pronto!
-Hello, is this Y/N Jones?
-Yes, who's asking?
-Miss Jones, I'm from St. Thomas' Hospital. You're miss Bonham Carter's emergency contact.
-Oh fuck! How is she?
-She had an accident, ma'am. She broke her arm and a leg. She might need someone to be with her when she wakes up.
-Jesus fucking Christ, I'm on my way. Thanks for calling.

Goddammit, Helena! You should've changed your EC. Now I can't go to Glasgow and I have to change my motherfucking plans over someone who dumped me. How nice!

-Hey, man, I'll pay you double if you leave me at St Thomas' Hospital.
-Of course, Miss.

It was a quick ride since there was no intense traffic and I spent the whole time thinking how inconvenient the situation was. I mean, we weren't together anymore, she has someone else. I love her, of course, but she's so manipulative that she found a way to not let me stay away from her.
In no time I was barging into the hospital.

-Hi, I'm here for Helena Bonham Carter.
I gave the woman my ID, like any other normal person would do and she checked me in.
-Hello, Miss Jones. Please, follow me.

I followed her through the hallway and got up the stairs, because they were using the elevator to transport a paciente.

-This is her room. I'll ask you to please not let her get stressed. She's still under sedation, but soon she'll wake up.
-Right. Thank you!
-No problem. Excuse me. Oh! If she needs anything, press the button on the side of her bed.

I got into the room and she wasn't as bad as I thought. Pretty much put together, besides some scratches here and there and the caskets around her left leg and arm.

-What have you got yourself into, woman?
I whispered, mad and worried.
-Bike.
Oh, she's awake.
-So you're conscient. What happened and why am I still your emergency contact?
-I got run over by a bastard on a bicycle.
I could not believe that all that was caused by a bike. I had to laugh. Only Helena could be involved in something like that.
-I can't believe I'm here because of a bike accident. I swear to God, Helena, you made me lose my trip because you can't pay attention to your surroundings.
She looked at me with an angry face, but it was my right and mine only to be angry at something. In this case, someone, her.
-Stop laughing. It wasn't my fault! He came out of nowhere!
-Absolutely anyone will come out of nowhere when you don't watch your way, Helena. How many times did I save your ass from an accident? I should be on my way to Glasgow right now, you know? But here I am!

She rolled her eyes. SHE ROLLED HER EYES. The nerve!
Deep breaths. Count to ten. Don't lose your shit.
All gone wrong.

-Answer me, why didn't you changed your fucking EC?
-I didn't remember to do so.
-Where's your girlfriend? You're awake now, call her and get her ass over her. You're not my problem anymore.
-Why are you so upset, love? I thought you still loved me.

WHAT???? The possibility of me having a heart attack right there and then was huge.

I got close to her bed, looking deeply inside those eyes. Maybe that would make her come to her senses.

-In case you have amnesia, bitch, let me remind you that you left me for your new girlfriend. I loved you more than anything else and YOU. LEFT. ME. Now I'm here, stuck in a hospital room with a cynical woman. Gillian's supposed to be here. Not me.

-I'm here.
Speaking of the devil.
I turned to her.
-Hi. Great that you're here. Please put your number as her emergency contact, I'm not gonna show up anymore. Ever.
-Ok. You can go now, I'll stay with her.

Great. Awesome. She's here and I lost my train. Fucking hell!!!!

-NO! Don't go, please. Don't leave me.

-WHAT?
We both said in unison.

-What the fuck, Helena? I'm your girlfriend, I'm here. You're lucky enough that she showed up, now let her go.

So Gillian has common sense. Look at her!

-Yeah, exactly. You're a strange one, you know? You stole my woman and now you're here advocating for me.

-I'm not advocating for you. I'm advocating for myself. Get out, go. You said yourself, she's not your problem anymore.

Helena's heart started to beat faster and the machine was going wild. A nurse came running and yelling at us, telling us to leave. I was pissed. Mad. All bad adjectives. But I still cared for her. Not that she deserved.

I wanted to punch Gillian's face too, sneaky bitch! When I was about to leave, the same nurse called my name.

-Y/N! She's asking for you.

Oh c'mon!
Against my brain, that was yelling at me to leave and forget about her, my legs started walking towards the room. Passing Gillian, I flipped her. I know, 7 years old behavior. I  entered the room and she asked.
-Please, come closer, y/n.
I did.
-Look at me.
I did.
-Do you still love me?
I did.
-No.
-The truth, please.
Fuck off.
-Yes. But that never mattered to you.
-Don't say that.
-I'll say whatever I want.
-I think I made a mistake.
-I know you did and I also made, coming over here.
-No. It's not that. With Gillian. I got carried away. I don't love her. Every second I spend with her I'm thinking about you.

The level of disrespect... Far too much! I didn't give a flying fuck about Gillian, but no one deserved that.

-Can you hear yourself? It's disgusting! What happened to the woman I fell in love with? That truthful, honest woman. She would be ashamed of you right now.

And then she did what she does best. Cried. True tears. But it's so manipulative.

-Don't give me your tears. I'm not interested. And listen carefully, you better forget about me. Forget that I exist. Forget that I was once with you. Erase me from your memory, because that's exactly what I'm gonna do as soon as I pass through that door.

-Don't do this. Y/n, please! I love you! I made a mistake. I'm sorry! Please, please, please, don't go. Let's try again!

-It's over, it's been over  since you left me for her. And now you're trying to betray her. Unbelievable! I'm out, Helena! Don't you ever contact me again. Especially if it's an emergency.

A/N: like I said, bitter.
(Let's take a moment to admire how cute and beautiful she looks in this pic.)
Much love to y'all!
❤️