A/N This is really bad and I know it but I just really wanted to try and write something today. Anyway it does mention being in a car accident and then the hospital so if u are triggered in anyway don't read it. I love you lots
XOXO- ivy 🫶🏼
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Taylor's POV:
In the aftermath of our heated argument, the slamming door resonated through the empty space, leaving me grappling with the haunting echoes of our discord. Y/N, with her tousled brown hair and eyes brimming with hurt, had stormed out. The weight of silence settled in, intensifying my sense of regret.
The world took on a surreal quality as I received the call that shattered the already fragile remnants of our disagreement – Y/N had been in a car accident. Panic surged through me as I raced to the hospital, guilt and dread gnawing at my conscience. Entering the room, the sight of Y/N, battered and bruised, lying unconscious, intensified the storm of emotions within me. The realization hit hard – our argument might have played a role in this tragic twist of fate.
Days melted into agonizing weeks, spent in the sterile, hushed corridors of the hospital. Each day, I sat by Y/N's bedside, wrestling with guilt and self-blame. The unanswered question lingered in the air – did our disagreement contribute to this nightmare? Then, the long-awaited moment arrived – Y/N stirred, and consciousness returned.
As Y/N's eyes fluttered open, I was there, my head resting on the edge of the bed, hand tightly entwined with hers. Relief surged through me, but so did the weight of guilt. Y/N's gaze met mine, and in that vulnerable moment, I admitted my self-blame, the heaviness of it evident in my eyes.
"Y/N," I whispered, my voice shaky. "I'm so sorry. I never meant for any of this to happen. I should have never let that argument escalate like it did."
Y/N's eyes softened, and she managed a weak smile. "Taylor, it wasn't your fault. Accidents happen, and it wasn't because of our argument. I need you to understand that."
As we spoke, emotions spilled out, creating a bridge between our hearts. Softly, I asked about her well-being, the air heavy with unspoken words. Y/N reassured me, expressing love amidst the rhythmic beeping of the monitors. Tears welled in my eyes as she comforted me, our emotional exchange becoming the catalyst for healing in that hospital room.
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