weeee ( wenclair)

I'm so sorry

Wednesday's POV:

I ran to my car, tears blurring my vision as they streamed down my face. "Okay, thanks. I'll be there as soon as possible," I muttered into the phone before hanging up. My hands shook as I grabbed my keys and unlocked the door.

The engine roared to life, and I peeled out through the gates, nearly hitting a student. I didn't care. Not now. My heart pounded in my chest as I sped toward Jericho, the scenery rushing past in a blur.

Up ahead, the light turned red.

"COME ON!" I screamed, slamming my palms against the wheel. Tears rolled freely now, soaking the dried tracks on my cheeks. Time felt like it had frozen just to spite me.

Finally, yellow.

I didn't wait. I jerked the wheel and slipped between the idling cars, foot slamming down on the accelerator before the light even turned. Jericho flew past me in a blur of weathered buildings and haunting memories, her laughter echoing from shop windows, the ghost of her hand in mine, the way her smile used to melt away everything dark inside me. Every inch of the town felt soaked in her, each memory hitting like a punch to the gut, a reminder of everything I might lose.

The hospital came into view. I eased up on the accelerator, my hands clammy on the steering wheel. The turn came fast, but I took it hard, skidding slightly as I pulled into the car park. I barely parked, crooked across two spaces, but I didn't care. Not now.

I ran inside, bursting through the front doors and straight to the receptionist. The moment she saw me, her face softened. She pointed down the hall and gave me a room number.

I ran.

Memories flashed like lightning, our late-night talks, her laughter echoing down the dorm hallway, the quiet moments when words weren't needed. The future we dreamed up. I could still see it, us, happy.

I reached the door and burst inside.

"Enid," I whispered, my voice cracking.

She was lying there, eyes closed, the machines silent. At the end of the bed stood a couple of nurses and a doctor. They turned as I entered.

"I'm so sorry, miss," one of them said softly.

Everything in me shattered.

No. No, no, no, no.

She couldn't be gone.

"What about our future? What about her promise? What about us?" My mind spiralled. I rushed to her side and grabbed her hand. It was too still.

"Enid, please! Please wake up! I need you!" My voice rose in desperation, shaking her gently. "Ma'am, she's not goi-"

"No! She's not dead! She can't be!" I screamed, refusing to let go.

"Please, baby, I love you. Please," I sobbed, pulling her closer, rocking slightly.

Silence.

Nothing.

Just emptiness.

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Nah, I'm joking, she's not dead.

Just felt like pissing some people off ;)