Love sucks?

Chapter 12: How this happened?

Christa's point of view

"I hope you'll like this..." I exclaimed to Adam while handing him a plate filled with chip chocolate cookies.

"I know I will love them... Just because you made them..." He said grabbing the plate. I seated in the couch by his side, expecting his reaction. He took a bite of the first cookie, and widened his eyes in amazement.

"Oh, my God! They're delicious Chris!" He exclaimed.

"Really?" I asked him while grabbing a cookie for myself.

"Really! You should open a bakery!" He informed me.

"Don't be ridiculous...." I responded grabbing a bite of my cookie.

"This is a nice place... It's cozy..." He said putting his arm around me.

"Thanks... I guess Angella and I have put a lot of work trying to rebuild a home..."

"You've done a nice work..."

"I know..." I gaped.

He looked into my eyes, like he was trying to find something.

"Can I ask you somenthing?" He asked serious.

I nodded

"Do you still... love him?" He mumbled.

I wasn't expecting that question... And suddenly I wasn't sure of the answer.

"I.... Uum..." I whispered until the ring of my cell phone interrupted my awkward response.

"Sorry...." I apologized as I stood up and went to the kitchen to pick it up.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Hello, Christa?" I recognized her voice over the cell phone. It was Myriam, a nurse from the hospital I worked in. She sounded worried.

"Yes, Myriam this is me. What's wrong?" I responded.

"Christa... Is Angella... she suffered a terrible accident, you have to come over now!"

"What?!?!?" I yelled terrified. Two seconds later Adam was by my side.

"Is everything ok?" He asked. I ignored him.

"She's in the emergency room..." Myriam informed.

"I'll be there in ten minutes." I said hanging up the phone.

"What happened?" Adam asked concerned.

"Angella's in the hospital... She had an accident." I informed him desperate.

"Oh my God! Come on! I'll drive you"

We arrived to the hospital and head of to the counter. I saw Myriam and I ran as fast as I could towards her.

"Where is she?!?" I asked her.

"Come with me..."

I followed her to a room. I could see my poor daughter resting in that bed. With many cuts, and apparently unconscious.

"What happened to her?!"

"The girl who brought her told us that she fell in the staircase of the beach's parking lot..."

"Oh my God!" I gasped. Curling up to Adam's chest.

"Is she going to be ok?" Adam asked.

"Well... We're not so sure... I mean she broke her right arm and her left leg, we'll have to plaster both of them. But she still unconscious... And we have to see if she has a brain damage..."