Ends With You (A Michael Clifford FanFic)

Chapter 44

Sarah POV

On Saturday night, I got dressed for the party as slow as I could. I really wasn't looking forward to it. I picked out some simple dress, said goodbye to my uncle and headed off to the party.

Just as I expected the party was filled with people drinking beer and smoking pot. I held my breath and tried to find Ke$ha so I could tell her I was leaving! I found her in the V.I.P. , of course, talking to a guy that looked like Mc. Jagger.

" Kesh!" I called.

" Oh Sarah!" she said beckoning to me.

" Listen, I have asthma and this smoke-

" Oh, it's no problem you'll be fine!" she said. She was obviously drunk, she was laughing uncontrollably and rocking back and forth. Her clothes smelled of spilled wine and beer. I wonder how many she had.

Michael's POV

Before leaving California I was having one more concert. I flew in everybody to see it, but they decided to stay at the hotel because they knew that my concerts weren't as exciting as they were when Sarah was still in my life, the songs didn't mean anything anymore so why sing them? But I had to..... it was my job. I hoped it would all work out. We said our prayer before the concert, making sure to include Sarah, and I hit the stage.

Sarah's POV

15 minutes later I had already had 3 beers and was feeling totally tipsy, I didn't even know how it happened. When I finished my 3rd another one just appeared in my hand, I didn't even like beer! Yet I still brought the bottle to my lips and gulped.

Ok that's enough, I told myself after I finished my 5th one. I went to go put it down on the table but it looked like there was two, so I put it down on the one closest one. I heard the sound of glass crashing and drunk people laughing.

" Oops!" I giggled. I was way to tipsy, I was seeing two tables when there was only one! I had to get out of here. I took out my cell phone and started dialing-

" Hey uhm were going to the back to smoke some pot want to help us roll blunts?"

" Not really...." I said.

" Well just come on!" She took my hand and led me away to the back room while a bunch of drunk people followed. We all sat down on these hard benches and they took out little bags that looked like just regular grass clippings but they weren't.

" Kesha I'm leaving!" I stood up but she yanked my hand back down.

"Oh come on don't be a baby just roll the damn blunt!" She whines

"Ok... " I say and roll it

"Try it!" She pushes

That's when everything started to come into proportion. Flash backs came to me from the happiest times of my life... first meeting ash in year 3 when I had stole his lunch money, Celine and Luke coming back to Sydney, Alli teaching me how to dance, Michael first kissing me, my 13th birthday, me and Michael's first slow dance ... then I came back to reality. What was I doing with my life!? This isn't where I belonged!

"No... I'm not doing it." I say

"What? Why not?" She whines again

"Because it's pointless and bad for you!" I say

"What a whimp... you're a joke!" She slurs her words

" At least I have a chance of making it home tonight!"i say and walk out of the club

"The five drinks I had were starting to affect me. I started to stumble as I walked to the bus stop. Everything was blurring, if there would have been people out at 2 o clock in the morning, then they all would have looked at me as some drunk teenager. I was crying to so it didn't help much. When I got to the end of the street I realized that the bus stop was on the other side of the street. I sucked in the tears and started to walk to the other side of the street. If I hadn't had any drinks I probably would have seen the car before it hit me. The last thing I remember is sliding across the wet pavement and laying in a pool of my own blood.

Michael's POV

I had sang a few songs and I have just come backstage to freshen up "How am I doing?" I ask

"The crowd is loving you! It's your best concert since...."Matt says and choke up and looks down

"Oh don't start thinking about her now!" He whines

Michael: *emergency phone rings/ looks at it worried*

" Hello!?"

( Phone Convo)

Ash: *crying on the other end* SARAH GOT HIT BY A CAR AND SHE'S DYING!!! DUDE YOU HAVE TO GET HERE FAST!!!! PLEASE!!! ST. JOHNS HOSPITAL!!!

Michael: Jesus Christ! I'll be right there!

( End of Phone Convo)

"Cancel the concert I don't care I have to go to the hospital right now! MUM LET'S GO!" I yell and run out with my mum

Everything was eerily clear now. All the street lights seemed to take a million years to change, we even went through some red lights. I could tell my mum was worried about Sarah as well. I must have looked like a mess because I was sweaty and crying. But I didn't care. As soon as the car slowed down in front of the emergency door I jumped out of the car and ran into the building. " O.R. WAITING ROOM!?" I yelled at the recpetionist.

" Down the hall to your right" She said looking at me weird.

" THANKS!" I said taking her directions and charging down the hall. I burst through the waiting room door to find everybody I loved in one room crying their eyes out... the only person missing was Sarah. The Irwin's, Calum, Alli, Makayla, The Hemmings.... they were all there for someone who forgotten about us. They all looked up at me, tears sparkling in their eyes, I knew what they had to say wasn't going to be good. Then finally Makayla stood, and walked over to me. Her mascara had stained her face and her hair was all tangled but it didn't matter to me or her. She looked me in the eye and said

" She has a 5% chance of making it through this. She lost to much blood and her body has taken so much abuse from her drinking that it's shutting itself down." That's all she said, then she resumed her place sitting down crying. I looked around the room for somebody to step up and tell me that what she said wasn't true, but no one did. I slowly took the only open seat and sat there crying so hard it racked my body in sobs, and hurt my stomach. The only girl I was ever going to love was on her death bed and I hadn't even been able to say goodbye.

After an hour of worrying a doctor finally walked in pretending to look at things on his clip board. We all stood up so fast it scared the doctor a little.

" We have some news on Sarah. When that car hit her, it was going around 55 miles an hour. It caused internal bleeding and she lost almost half of her blood. The alcohol in her didn't help either. It makes your heart beat slower, therefore her body is getting less blood to work with when she barely has any at all. We tried a blood transfusion but we don't know if it came to late yet. Her breathing is spaced 1 minute apart. Sometimes you think she's.....passed on.....but then she takes another breath. If she does make it out of this we don't know what condition her head will be in because she hit it pretty hard when she fell.... We don't have sufficient medical tools here to keep her alive for long so we need to transfer her to a hospital in Boston, If it's ok with the parents we will transfer her as soon as possible."

The reality of his words didn't sink in until he left the room with Sarah's parents behind him. She was going to die... this was the end of my life and hers.