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"911, what's your emergency?"
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"M-my friend, she's laying on the floor of a bar, she's unconscious" I told the woman on the phone with a shaky voice." "Okay, stay calm. What's your name? And the bars name?" How can someone be so calm about a situation like this??. "My name is Claire Johnson and we're in the ... bar, please come fast." At this point I started crying. Do you know since when she's been laying there?" the woman asked me but I didn't know, I really didn't. The bar was big enough for us to not cross ways the whole time. I didn't even know that Reneé was here tonight. "No, no not at all. I would've stayed by her side if I knew that she was even here. " I sighted, tears dripping down my chin. "Okay, the ambulance is on the way but I need you to stay calm and focused, can you do that?" she asks and I breath out heavily. "I'm trying." was all I could say. "I'm staying on the phone with you until the pandemics are here,okay?" I responded with a soft hum, looking down at Reneé, taking her head and carefully placing it onto my lap. "Does she look fine or is something off about her?" I take a second to run my hand through Reneé's hair and then I speak again. "She has blood on her pants and a little on her shirt, but I don't know where it's coming from." while I these words come out of my mouth I start crying harder again. From what it looks like it could be that she's been raped or something similar to that. "Do you know if she took anything? Drugs, for example?" she asked. "I don't know, I wasn't with her until like five minutes ago." I snap, more angry at myself for not being there earlier, than at anyone else. "Thank you Claire, the ambulance will be there in a few minutes." I talk a few more words with the woman on the phone until I hear sirens outside, then we hang up.

"Oscar, can you check on the others? Are they still there?" I asked the guy that came with me. "Of course, I'll be right back!" he yells, already on his way out of the bathroom. Only a few seconds later two men entered the bathroom we were in, carrying big backpacks and a stretcher "We were informed about the situation and we're gonna take her to the local hospital." one of the paramedics told me. When they loaded her onto the stretcher, the other paramedic said something that made me think I was tripping for a second. "Wait a minute, is this Reneé Rapp?" what nurse would ask something like that?? "What the fuck?!" was all I could say. He looked at me and then apologised in instant. They carried her outside and I wanted to join them in the ambulance but they didn't let me. "Why not? I'm the only one that knows her here!" I practically yelled at the paramedics but they didn't really seem to care. Otherwise than about Reneé, I care about her more than I cared for anyone or myself, even though I've only known her for a couple weeks. And then I started crying, again.

I knew I was too drunk to drive to the hospital myself but I also knew that I had work the next day. A few moments after the ambulance left with Reneé, Oscar came outside to tell me that all of the other friends were gone. He also joined the group later that night since he had work before. He saw me crying and hugged me, reassuring that everything will be alright. A few hours earlier, while talking we had found out that we lived in the same apartment building so we called an Uber and waited together. "From where do you know her?" he asked me, while still comforting me with his hand resting on my shoulder. "I met her on the streets a few weeks ago. It was my one of my first days here and we ran into each other, literally." I smiled and so did he. He didn't ask any more questions and the whole car ride home. When we arrived in front of the apartment building, we paid the driver. We said our goodbyes in the elevator and parted ways.

About 40 minutes later I was laying in bed, struggling to fall asleep. My mind count drift away from Reneé. "I just hope she's okay.." I said to myself. I promised myself to visit Reneé in the hospital as soon as I'm done with my shift in the bakery. I knew that I only had 2 more hours to sleep but I'll push through the day.

~time skip to the early afternoon~

I didn't see Amber getting a coffee today, she must be more hungover than I am. I got to work with an Uber, so when my shift was over I got another and the driver drove me to the bar since my car was still there. I paid him and got into my car. I headed to the hospital to check on Reneé. When I got there, it took some time to get the nurses to let me into her room. I knocked, my hand shaking. "Come in." I heard Reneé saying on the other side of the door. I entered the room with relief. She was awake. "Claire? What are you doing here?" she asked me, slightly confused. "I wanted to check on you, you really scared the shit out of me, you know?" I said, trying to make a forced smile. "How did you know I was here? And do you know who called an ambulance last night? They didn't tell me.." They didn't tell her? "I knew you're here because it was me, I called the ambulance." I sighed. "What do you mean? How did you call one, you weren't even there, I didn't see you the entire time." You could tell that she was very confused. "I was. I was with a group of friends but I joined them later." I told her, our eyes locked the entire time. "What group of friends? You didn't even tell me about friends."
She looked slightly disappointed that I didn't talk to her about it, or maybe I'm imaging things..

"I met a girl in the bakery and she was kinda flirting with me and then she asked me if I wanted to join them later that night." I said but she then looked away. The same look, of what seems to be disappointment in her face. "Flirting?" she asked. Is she acting like that because someone flirted with me? No, I must be confused.. "Yeah?" But different question, why were YOU there? And why all alone..?" I changed the topic, making her to look at me again. "I-, I wasn't. I was with friends as well but the only thing I remember is me walking to the bathroom." she explained slowly. "With who? I'm gonna beat the shit out of them for leaving you alone, I think something might've been done to you.." I said, a tear escaping my eye. "Claire please stop, I don't want to think about what could've had happened because I really don't remember anything after leaving the table. But my friends' names are Amber, Jonas, Emma and- why are looking at me like that Claire?" I'm gonna kill those bitches. "I was with them. They were my "friend group" how the hell did I not see you there Reneé? You must've been in the bathroom for long.." I started crying a little harder and she took me into her arms while still laying down in the hospital bed, me on the chair next to it. "I don't know but it's okay. I'm okay- I think." she reassured me but at this point I was just going crazy mad. "No it's not, these bitches are fucking dead to me!"

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A/N: hey faggiess, I'm gonna try to upload more recently again, but I can't promise anything. Two chapters in a row just happened because I was on trains for 8 hours in total the last few days.. (I'm still on a train while writing this lmaoo) anyways I hope you enjoyed this chapter and a fucking massive huge mega (I can't think of any more words) to Mxxjpg for helping me so much with this story like wtf thank you sm girly ily<33

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