Mandi's POV
(The same night)
I heard screaming come from downstairs and I began to panic. I dropped my phone on to the floor and tripped on every stair going down. Once I was in the living room again I saw Bendon and Ryan running out to the road. I looked at Kalea who was hysterical. "What is going on?" I angrily ask. "And where the hell is Taylor?"
Kalea puts both of her hands over her mouth and shook her head. "I'm so sorry, Mandi. I'm so sorry." She kept repeating.
I decided to go outside and find out what was going on myself since Kalea was being no help at all.
I immediately regretted going out there. I wanted to take back what I saw. It was absolutely horrifying. I didn't want to believe what I was seeing. I squinted my eyes shut, hoping that when I'd open them, it would be a bad dream. It didn't work.
I ran over to her body that was laying flat on the road. I wrapped my arms around her and rested my head on her stomach, sobbing into her t-shirt. I could hear Ryan on the phone with the ambulance, barely being able to speak.
Brendon's head fell slightly on top of mine and I could no longer hear Ryan. All I could hear was Brendon's wails of sadness. I've never felt so much pain in my life. This was worse than Charlie. Much worse. Taylor is everything to me.
I started to talk to Taylor just in case she could hear me. "Don't you dare do this to me, Taylor Noelle Jones! You stay alive. Stay alive for me!" By the last sentence I was screaming and Ryan slipped his arms under my armpits pulling me up. I kicked and screamed like child throwing tantrum.
The ambulance finally came, along with Taylor's parents, and they carefully pulled her body onto a stretcher while three others helped put it into the truck.
The police arrived soon after and asked us all a million questions, including the driver that hit Taylor. I tried to answer the questions as best I could but all I wanted to do was drive to the hospital and find out if she was okay.
After 20 minutes of interrogation, they finally let us go to the hospital.
Brendon and I burst through the the ER doors and ran right up to the front desk, trying to catch our breath. "Taylor Jones." I say through big breaths.
The nurse frantically typed things on her iPad, trying to be quick for us. "You guys are going to have to take a seat in the waiting room." She said, clearly feeling sorry for us. Brendon ran his fingers through his hair and once we were in the waiting room, he angrily threw his fist against the wall.
Taylor's parents came in a while after, her mother drenched in her own tears. I walked over to her and gave her a tight hug whilst also crying.
For the next few hours, we all just sat silently not speaking at all. My thoughts got ahold of me and my head started to hurt with confusion. Why was Kalea sorry? Why didn't she go out and help us? I was about to get up and ask Brendon what happened, but that's when I realized that he was in a heated argument with Spencer, Jon and Ryan.
"Oh man, don't make me do this." Brendon said as tears began to grow over his eyes until they spilled over and rolled down his cheeks.
"Look I know this is a difficult time but, he's waiting at the airport. We have to go. Now." Jon said with somewhat irritation. Brendon's face turned red and he threw his fists down in anger and began to cry again. I've never seen him so upset and that made this situation 10x harder than it already was.
He walked over to me and got down on both of his knees since I was sitting down. He grabbed my hands and tried to talk over his crying. "You tell me what the doctor says." He tells me, his tears dripping onto my jeans. I start to cry again. "Brendon you can't-" I began to say but am cut off.
"You tell her I love her." He can barely speak. His words echoed through my ears and made my heart hurt.
"Brendon." Was all I could say as I cried. He let his head fall into my lap in defeat, his forehead pressing against my knees. He screamed in pain and others in the waiting room gave him sympathetic looks.
Finally he took a deep a breath, stood up and wiped his red eyes.
And with that - he was no longer to be seen in the Emergency Room.
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A/N
Hey guys. Sorry this chapter is crappy and depressing but hey, isn't everything? :(:
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