❀Remembering You❀

2. 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐓𝐨 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐚𝐜𝐤.

Jon's POV:

It's been a long 24 hours. I've been contacting Claudia throughout the day to see if she had heard any kind of update from the hospital regarding Molly's condition... Nothing different. She's still in critical condition. At least they finally informed her about the state she was in, even though it isn't a good one.

To keep my mind off of things, I've been in the studio doing the last finishing touches on my debut album. It's been a long time coming for my album to come out, but I won't lie, I'm a bit nervous to release it since it has taken me 10 years to come out with it. Will the fans think the wait was worth it?

I just wish Molly was allowed visitors though. What I've been meaning to tell her for 2 years is weighing heavier on my mind today more than ever. What if she never wakes up? She'll never be able to know how I feel, all because of a stupid car accident that left her in this mess.

While helping Jody with the production of one of the songs on the album, my phone had rang- it was Claudia! Shit, I'd better answer it right away... So that's exactly what I went to do.

I excused myself and went out of the studio, answering the call, "Hey... I'm at work, is everything alright?"

"Everything's far from alright, Jon! Can you leave work early, please? It's urgent... It's about Molly," She answered quickly. "I'm at the hospital by myself and I can't be alone right now.."

Three words that shook me to my core. I guess the finishing touches for the album is going to be put aside again... I've got to get my ass to the hospital! If Claudia needs me urgently and it's about Molly, there's no time to waste!

I ended the call between me and her, soon alerting Jody about the situation and that I needed to get off like, right now. Thankfully for me, he didn't ask any other questions and allowed me to leave early.

Once he gave me the okay, I hauled ass to the hospital and whipped into a parking spot in an instant. Was I being a bit too much? Absolutely not. My best friend is in critical condition- if her friend tells me to come up here ASAP, then you know damn well I'ma be there.

In the waiting room sat Claudia, her blonde hair thrown in space-buns, blue-colored scrunchies in each bun. Her face was paler than normal, which alarmed me more than what I already was.

I ran to her and hugged her tight, breathing heavily since I had ran all over the place to find the entrance doors and Claudia herself in the waiting room.

"What's goin' on?" I finally asked, hoping that nothing had changed the last time I had heard an update.

"C-coma..." She squeaked out.

"Molly is in a coma...?" I repeated, soon pulling away from the hug.

I started to feel sick to my stomach after hearing that. A coma? That's really serious... Plus, comas are kind of finicky when it comes to the patient waking up. It could be days, weeks, months, years, or never... I do pray hard that it isn't the latter, Molly deserves more than that.

"Yeah... The nurses and doctors said she could have visitors- there's no telling that she'll hear or understand what we'll be saying to her," Claudia remarked as she started to nibble at her fingernails.

She can have visitors! That's the only thing that made my ears perk up. A slight smile even started to tug at my lips.

"You can go on ahead and see her, Langston. I know how much Molly means to you," She said happily, giving me a little nod.