Y/N POV:
"Are you serious James? You really went to the club again?" I screamed at him.
He sighed, "Why does it matter? You've been with Cristiano these past two days, and been coming home late not even bothering to take care of our daughter. Yes I went to the club, but you were with Cristiano."
"Wow. Okay. You know Cris and I are best friends and you literally just used him against me. And I haven't been coming home late. For you information, I am caring for Y/D/N."
"No you haven't Y/N! I've been here for her when you weren't and and I cared for her. Tell me I'm overreacting but last time I checked, a child needed there mother more than anything," he argued back.
"James, I-" Before I could say anything else he slapped my cheek. I held my cheek in shock as the tears started flowing down.
"I'm having the last word of this conversation, and it's now over," he said sternly and left the room. His eyes hinted sorrow but his actions didn't.
I wasn't sure what to do so I kept crying. I grabbed my car keys and purse and headed out towards my car. The tears in my eyes made my vision blur and kept me from seeing clear.
I wasn't really sure where to go but I knew I needed to get out of the house. Before I knew it, I was on the freeway. My crying became so much harder that my vision blurred even more. I remember looking back up and seeing my car rampage through another car. My whole vision became black as pain shot through my body.
James' POV:
I sighed as I recalled the argument with Y/N. I knew I should've never slapped her, and then seeing the tears in her eyes hurt me even more. I kept thinking about her while I watched our daughter fall asleep.
As my eyes were getting heavy, my phone started ringing. The Caller ID was a random number. Me being my stupid self, answered it.
"Hello, is this Y/N Y/L/N's husband?" the person spoke.
"Uhm, yes," I furrowed my eyebrows.
"We're sorry to inform you but your wife is in the hospital. She's unconscious from a severe car accident." I froze as the caller said those words. "You may come see her right now."
"Okay," I managed to say. I realized that if I never slapped her or screamed at her, this would've never happened to her. I'm the reason she might die and that Y/D/N is going to grow up not knowing her mother. I might be the person who killed the love of my life.
This can't be happening now. I quickly called my brother-in-law to take care of Y/D/N and he said he'll be in a few minutes. As he entered my house, I quickly sprinted outside towards my car. I sped down to the hospital, and kept cursing to myself and thinking the worst. Y/N can't do this to me.
"Hello, how can I help you?" The person behind the counter said.
"Uhm, my wife is here and I need to see her," I said frantically.
"And her name is?"
"Y/N Y/L/N."
"I'm afraid to tell you this, but visiting hours are closed for her." She said.
"Please, I really need to see her." I begged.
"I'm sorry."
I groaned as I grew impatient. I really need to see her and apologize to her. "Have you ever had a family member or friend that means your everything to you? And then you come asking to see them but they say no. Only to realize you wasted your time coming here?"
She looked at me with a blank face and then stared back at her computer. "She's on the second floor, in 263A."
"Thank you so much." I ran towards the elevator and frantically pressed the "2" button.
As it opened I quickly found her room. As I barged into her room, I gasped at her stiff body. She looked so lifeless and pale with bruises and cuts on her. Tears came to my eyes. I knelt down to her and grabbed her hand. It was so cold.
"Baby, you can't leave me, please. I know what I said and I deeply regret it. I'm so sorry for slapping you and accusing you of things, and going to the club. I'm so sorry, baby, please don't leave me. You're my world and I couldn't ask for anything else. I need you, Y/N. Y/D/N needs you in her life and I need you. Please, don't leave us." Tears left my eyes as I stared at her lifeless body. "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, mi vida." (my life)
She was so cold and stiff, it hurt me seeing her like this. All of a sudden, I felt her fingers pinch mine and a gasp. I looked up to see her looking at me. I froze as she hugged me.
"James, please stay," she breathed. She voice was raspy and sounded dry.
"I'm always going to be here," I croaked. I hugged her tighter.
I'm not sure what's worse, is that I almost lost the love of my life or realizing it would've been all my fault.
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