Crazy In Love

Chapter 13

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He gets up and changes into sweats and a hoodie. He grabs his other car keys and drives very fast to the hospital. "Please don't let her die! I need her! I love her! Fuck!" He says in his head. He gets to the hospital and runs inside the emergency waiting room. "Excuse me. I need to find y/n. Do you know what room she's in?" He asks the nurse. "Let me check.... She's still in surgery sir." She says. "Just wait here till we give you an update on her." "Alright thank you." He says.
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{Marshall's POV}
I'm losing my fucking mind! Shit! I can't lose her! I'm crazy about her and i love her so much! After a couple of minutes of crying, a doctor comes out to the waiting room. "Is there a Mr. Mathers here?" He asks the other people. "Uh that would be me." I say as i get up. As i walk up to him, his surgery clothes are covered in blood. "How is she doing doc?" I say to him, my voice cracking.

"Well she was in a car accident and once they brought her in, she had a big piece of glass stuck on the left side of her waist. And her face has a couple of scratches and cuts but not too awful. We were able to take the glass out and she did bleed a lot, giving her 70 stitches. Y/n is still unconscious and hasn't woken up yet. We don't know if she'll wake up but if she doesn't after 7 days, we'll have to pull the plug on her. The nurse will let you know when you can see her."

"Thanks doc." I say as he walks away.

I sit back down in my seat and crying into my hands. She needs to be okay. I call Dre and Proof (he's alive in this fanfic 💕). They arrive and they see me with my knees covering my face.

"Aye Em!" I hear Proof shout out while walking with Dre. They give me a group hug and try to calm me down.

"So what happened to y/n?" Dre asks.

"I called y/n to buy me some stuff from the store and then the line went dead. They said they brought her in and she had a big piece of glass lodged into her left waist, gave her 70 stitches and she hasn't woken up yet. Fuck this is all my fault man! That should've been me in the fucking car!" I say and cry more.

"Aye man. This ain't your fault and she'll wake up."

"They gave her 7 days to wake up or they'll pronounce her dead." I can't even think straight.

A nurse walks up to me. "Mr. Mathers, you can go see her now. Just be careful with her waist. She in room 313 on the 7th floor." She walks away.

"You go see her alone man. We'll wait here." Proof says.

I run to the elevator, press 7 and i run to her room. I calm myself down and open her door carefully. I walk in and i see her.

She's just sleeping still in bed, filled with tubes. I pull a chair next to her bed and hold her hand. She had a few bruises on her arms. All I can hear is my cries and the steady heart beat monitor.

"Baby, please wake up. Please." I say through my cries repeatedly.

"This is all my fault y/n." The guys come in the room and sees me just staring at her.

"Aye man, how you holdin' up?" Proof asks me.

"I'm fucking worried about her. What if she dowesn't wake up?! I don't want to lose her. She's the best thing that's ever happened to me."

"Look, don't think like that. She'll wake up. I know it man."

"Well we gotta go. We got work in the morning with Fifty. We'll let Paul know what happened and give you a few weeks off."

"Thanks Dre. I'll see y'all later then." I say and hug them. They leave and I stay with y/n.

Throughout the hours passing, I just sit there next to her, waiting and hoping for her to wake up.

During the night, before I passed out sleeping, I felt a small squeeze from hold y/n's hand and that made me happy. I kiss her cheek good night and carefully sleep next to y/n on her right side.

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{6 days jumped}
The days passed and the doc told me she's making some progress but still hasn't woken up yet. C'mon baby, I know you can wake up.

{Your POV} you can feel your side hurt a lot but why can't you move your body? All you can remember is Marshall talking to you on the phone and everything went black. Since then, you can only hear and feel but can't see.

"Please y/n wake up. Tomorrow is your last chance to wake up. Please baby." You hear Marshall cry.

You can feel him hold your hand tightly and slightly squeeze his hand.

"Marshall please don't cry. I'm still alive." You say in your head.

You wish you could speak but nothing comes out. The hours pass by until the early morning, 4 a.m.

"Good night baby. I love you. Please don't leave me. I need you. Wake up." He says and kisses your lips. Your eyes finally open slightly and see Marshall...