The picture attached doesn't have anything to do with this chapter, it's just so you know what Rosalie looks like. K bye!
~~Real Clayton's POV~~
I saw him get on top of her and decided to make a run for it. I knew that I should stay with her but I really need to find a way to help her. I ran out the door and fake me did nothing about it. I turned back to see what room number we were in and started darting down the hall. The police should be here but they don't know what room we are in. I stopped when I heard Rosalie scream then stop abruptly. Oh crap. I ran faster and took the stairs instead of the elevator. I almost fell down too many times to count. When I reached the lobby there was a policeman talking to the desk. There were also an ambulance and other cop cars outside. I strode over to the policeman.
"Sir I was the one who called. There's a girl upstairs in room 178. I'm pretty sure the guy that took us knocked her out." I explained. Stopping to take a breath.
He nodded."Let's go!" He called out to the other officers.
I made my way to the ambulance to get patched up. A guy about my age came over to me.
"Were you with Rosalie?"
I nodded. I realized who it was now. Nash Grier. "Room 178."
He turned around and ran.
~~End of real Clayton's POV~~
~~Nash POV~~
I saw this guy walk out of the hotel. He looked pretty banged up. I think he's the Clayton that's supposed to be in our movie. I walk up to him as he sits in the ambulance. "Were you with Rosalie?" I ask.
He nods."Room 178."
I dart in the hotel and run up the stairs and get to room 178. Surprsinigly I'm there before the cops. I kick open the door, which was unlocked. The guy is sitting on top of her and her dress is off. I freeze seeing this. It makes my heart shatter and I don't know why. The cops brush past me and handcuff the guy, as they get him off her. I run towards her. She's unconscious.
"I'm going to call up a stretcher." a cop said beside me.
"No need." I replied. I took a sheet off the bed and covered Rosalie up. Then I picked her up, bridal style, and walked down to the elevators. I made my way through the lobby and to the ambulance. Then I carefully set her down on the stretcher and they strapped her in. Her eyes fluttered open for a second and she croaked Nash before blacking out again.
~~End of Nash's POV~~
~~Back to Rosalie's POV~~
I open my eyes and see a bright light. I blink again and see that it's a hospital. I'm hooked up to a whole bunch of wires and there's an IV in my arm. I shift myself so I can get up.
"Ow!" I screech. Not aware, that it would hurt.
"Shh." Cameron was on the side of my bed and held my hand.
I smiled. Nash was beside him standing against the wall. They both came. Where's my mom? Or aunt Marissa? Uncle Marcus? Theresa, Theo, or Tori?
My question was answered when my mom burst through the door. "Rosalie Addison Price!!" She ran to me and carefully hugged me. "You're awake." She smiled.
"Love you Mom." I said. I really do. I know my mom took us all the way out here but I love her so much.
Theresa, Theo, aunt Marissa, and uncle Marcus walked in at that time. Each of them hugged me and asked how I was doing. To be honest I feel really bad. Like I was hit by a truck. Then thrown down a well. Then smashed into a wall. I bring myself up to ask the dreaded question.
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