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There was the white car, the front bumper completely gone, the front of the car dented in. The ambulance surrounded the car. The red and blue from the police vehicles reflected off of the tinted windows. The driver was unconscious, she was pulled out of the drivers seat, her seatbelt had to be cut off. The EMT's checked for vital signs, weak but not deadly weak.

As all of this occurred a black SUV drove by. Carrying a black-haired girl unaware of what just occurred. Soon she would get a call. An unexpected call, but would she answer?

In the ambulance lay an unconscious Y/n slowly waking up. She was pushed back onto the gurney. "Ma'am you have to lay down". a stern voice said as she kept trying to get up. "You were just in a car crash. You're okay". He reassured the panicked girl. "My phone please, please I need to make a call". She begged, tears in her eyes. They handed her the cracked iPhone with caution. Her lip quivered, and her hands were shaking as she dialed the number.

The phone rang, rang, and rang.

"We're here, come on let's get you inside".

The phone rang and was sent to voicemail. The strings pulled at her heart. She was taken inside.

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"You're just not having a good week huh"? I stared at the wall. "I'm going to give you some pain meds so that you won't feel any pain once the adrenaline wears off". It just registered, it's the same guy that helped me with my eyebrow stitches. He injected the needle into a tube that was connected into my bag. I watched it slowly go up. Then it spread into the bag. Almost instantly I felt the calming effects of the drug. "I'll be back to check up on you Y/n". he tapped my shoulder lightly before walking out.

This shit was harder than any drugs I've ever done before, or maybe it just worked a lot faster. I grabbed my phone again. Dialing that same number. This time It only rang once. "Y/n"? the soft voice said, I missed her voice so much. I couldn't muster any words

"I'm sorry". I said. "I'm sorry for calling. I'm just scared, what the hell is even going on"? I asked but I didn't get a reply. "First I get this ugly scar". the words were just flowing out now. "Even then you look so pretty Y/nn... I'm sorry for..." I didn't hear anything else as my eyes closed my body giving into the drugs.

For the next couple of hours the nurse came in checking her vitals. They reset her arm. "Do you want us to call anyone"? He asked not looking up from the chart. "No, it's okay. It's nothing serious". I looked at my arm which was now in a brace. "This shit still hurts but other than that, I'm all good right".

"I mean yeah, technically". he shrugged. I just want to go to Marco. "Can I leave then". After a shit load of paperwork and some signing as well as a painful look at the hospital bill. I was able to walk out of my room and towards the ICU.

"Y/N"! Jessica yelled. Her face red and the bottom of her eyes puffy. "What the hell were you thinking"? y eyebrows furrowed confused. "What you don't think I know you got into a car crash. I checked up on you, dumb fucking bitch". She smacked the back of my head. "You think he wants you dead"? Then I remembered that I wasn't just here to visit Marco, I was here to say my final goodbye. He's gone, forever.

"It was an accident". I said softly. Her arms wrapped around her own body. "How are you"? I asked and then realized it was the stupidest fucking question ever. Of course she's not okay. Her dads gone. She must feel so alone. I didn't wait for a response, I held her body tightly. She shook under my embrace, an unforgettable gut-wrenching yell leaving her body. Her fingers dug into my back needing to be held tighter so I held her tighter. No words were said as we walked down te dark halls of the hospital. Into a room where he was displayed.