F A D I N G M E M O R I E S; {JACOB BLACK}

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Vera Elle Volant (Filler chapter)

I hurriedly parked as I rushed into the hospital. I looked around seeing Jake sitting down on one fo the seats with his head buried in his hands. I quickly walked up to him as I pressed my hands over his shoulders.

 "How is she?" 

He looked up as he seemed tried than ever, with his eyes bloodshot red. He rested his shoulders back realizing it was me as he leaned his head on me. 

"They said she's in critical condition, their performing surgery on her, b-but its been like an hour now and still haven't told me anything." 

Before I could comfort him he suddenly stood up as he stared at someone. I turned around seeing the doctor and nurse approaching us.

"How is she?"

I turned around facing the doctor as he looked down and slowly up. I felt as Jacob gripped my hand as I held it tight.

"I'm very sorry to say this, but Miss Rachel passed during surgery a few moment ago."

The ringing in my ears became louder as I slowly turned to Jacob as he let go of my hand. Disoriented I managed to get out a, "J-Jacob?" He slowly stepped back as he fully ran out of the hospital. "Jacob!" 

"Ma'am we're going to need you to fill out some paper work."

 I swiftly turned to look at the doctor in utter disgust.

"W-What? NO! I'll be back," I uttered as I ran after Jacob. I pushed myself through the last bit of doors as I turned around seeing Jacob sitting on the curb with his hands on his face. 

I sat next to him as I side hugged him. He finally gave in as he hugged me back. 

"Im so sorry Jake." "How am I suppose to tell my dad? He doesn't even know we're here, or that s-she's dead." 

I held him tighter as he closed his eyes. At this moment he didn't cry he was more in shock than anything. Being more worried about his father than himself worried me too. 30 minutes passed as we stayed like this. He finally moved back as he looked over at me. 

"I-I don't what to do. Do I have to go inside?" 

"I'll handle it go inside," I said handing him the car keys. We slowly stood up as we parted opposite ways. 

The nurse made immediate eye contact as she motioned for me to follow her. 

"Here are the papers we need you to fill out and we also have many services for your loved one." I nodded still upset that that's all they care about: getting the paperwork done. As I began lifting the pen she cleared her throat as I looked up. 

"So sorry but in order to continue taking care of her we need a source of credit for the medical expenses." "Credit? You mean money." She nodded, "Are you fucking serious? What exactly are you doing to "take" care of her?" I blurted out as I closed my eyes trying to relax. 

"Sorry ma'am its part of the Port Angeles policies." "Put me as the backer."

She nodded as she finally left my sight.