Runaway // Matthew Espinosa

Chapter 35

Matt's POV.//

I attempted to lift myself from the ground. Zoe had passed out beside me and an ambulance was on its way. With every movement I made, it felt like I had gotten stabbed all over again. Johnson had noticed my sudden movement and didn't let me get up, only in fear of my condition worsening.

Myself was the least of my worries. What the hell happened to Zoe? Who did this to her? Tears spilled from my eyes. I hated being so helpless in this situation. Gilinsky flashed me a concerned look and Sammy gave me an apologetic look.

The sound of sirens were getting louder and louder. The ambulance was here. They could take Zoe. She needed to go first. We knew what had happened to me at least. We didn't have a clue about Zoe. Zoe needed to be okay.

"Zoe's going to okay Matty." Johnson reassured me and I hoped that he was right.

The paramedics arrived, splitting towards Zoe and I. They carefully lifted me onto a stretcher, while the others examined Zoe. I was lifted into the ambulance, taken away from Zoe. That frightened me.

"Wait! What about Zoe? You can't leave her?" I barely managed to say. It practically hurt to speak.

"Sir, you need to calm down. You're losing blood. We will make sure she is okay." One of the male paramedics tried to console me before shutting the doors and we sped to the hospital.

God, please make sure Zoe is okay.

We arrived to the hospital in minutes. I was starting to feel dizzy. Probably because of the amount of blood I was currently losing. As they began to load me out of the ambulance, I saw Zoe's ambulance pull in and take her out.

We were rushed into the depressing atmosphere of the hospital, being pushed side by side on the stretchers. She was probably going to another room, while I was going to the ER.

I weakly reached for her hand and held it as tightly as I could. I didn't want to let go of her. We didn't know what had happened to her. At least we knew where I was hurt. All these terrible thoughts entered my mind. But once I realized that I was holding Zoe's hand, I felt more safe.

I hate this whole hospital scene. I wanted out of here. I wanted us to be okay and out of here. I wanted to go back to the start of us. Back to the first day I saw her in Mrs. Barnet's class. I hated my complicated ass life and the fucked up relationship I had created between Zoe and I.

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Zoe's POV.//

My heavy eyelids had lifted themselves open. It almost felt as if they were stapled shut. Why was I in the hospital? Matt was the one who had gotten hurt, not me. Wait Matt. Where the hell was Matt?

I shot up from my laying position, regretting that I had done so. My head was aching and felt heavy. I lowered myself back to my original position, looking around my room for someone. I needed to know how Matt was. I needed to know why I was here.

No one was there in the room, not even a nurse. I sighed, not even having the energy to yell for assistance. Patiently, I looked out the door, hoping that someone would come in to explain things to me.

I looked over to see Johnson passing by. He glanced into my room and kept walking. That was before he realized that I was now awake. He rushed in and sat beside me with the happiest look on his face.