A/N So these past few days I've been preparing you guys for drama, it's finally here. Also, I changed the cover of the book, since I realised only Riley showed. Hope you like this one :)
Riley pov
It's 6:30 right now. It's almost time to go to James' house. I put on the black dress James got for me, do my make up and rush downstairs.
"Is everyone ready?" I call out.
"I'm ready." Emily says, joining me. She was wearing blue jeans and a t shirt. I have her a 'are you seriously wearing that?!' look. She shrugged. "I don't dress to impress your boyfriend. Especially if he has no brothers."
"Whatever." I reply. "Mom? Dad? Let's gooooo!"
"Ok. Ok. Sweetheart." Dad says, getting into the drivers seat.
"Yeeesh! You're excited." Mom laughs, getting into the passengers seat.
"More than you will ever know." I mutter.
James pov
"Jamey!" I hear Brittany whisper.
"Jay!" Grace says.
"James!" Tia yells.
"Hm?!" I jump outta bed.
"You've been sleeping since 4." Grace says.
"It's seven. " Brittany smiles.
"Your girlfriend will be here in half an hour, Romeo." Tia slaps my arm.
"Half an hour is a very long time," I argue sleepily. "Just five more minutes."
"Get up, lover boy!" Grace says. "Or else..."
All three girls start jumping on my bed and screaming at the top of their lungs. Then they flop down beside me and start tickling me. Big mistake, everybody knows I'm not ticklish. Then again, they are. Tia is fast, she ran away. But the other two can't. I grab Brit and Grace by their ankles and lift them upside down. Grace started screaming.
"James.." She began to sob. I know that she's a daddy's girl, so I put her down. I keep tickling Brit though. "Haha gotcha!"
Grace runs outta the room. I guess she has me fooled.
"Jamey.... stop! Stop please!" Britanny shrieks. After about 5 minutes, I give in. "Thank you."
She runs out of the room. I chuckle and put on a green button up shirt and some jeans. I wash my face and style my hair a bit. Ever since growing it, I've been pretty addicted to my hair. Riley said it makes me look hot. I walk outta the room.
"Everyone ready?" I yell.
"Yup."
"Aha."
"Suwe am."
"We're waiting in the living room, honey."
I nod and go downstairs. I sit on the couch. We wait for a few minutes.
"James, where are they?" Mom asks.
"It's 7:45, mom." I say. "They'll be here any minute."
I try to hide that I'm worried. Even though I am. Very. Another fifteen minutes pass. Now I'm extra worried. Questions are running through my head. But are inturuppted by my phone ringing. I don't even check the caller ID, I just answer.
"Hello?" I say.
"Umm James? This is Emily." She replies. "We need you at the hospital. There's been a car crash."
"We'll be there in 10 minutes. Is Riley okay?" I almost yell.
"Afraid not." She sniffles. And with those to words my heart sinks. Riley could be hurt, my Riley.
"I'm on my way." I say. I hang up. "Ladies, Dad, Riley, car crash, hospital. I'll drive."
My mom nods, but the girls look confused.
"Debra, I'll stay here with the girls. You and James go." Dad says. Mom agrees. "Bye."
I jump in the car and start driving. I missed a couple of stop signs but I don't care.
"James, honey, calm down. She'll be alright I promise." Mom comforts. I nod, obviously not believing her.
We finally pull up at the hospital. The ride took what felt like forever. I get out of the car and rush inside the building.
"Riley Raymond?" I say to the lady.
"Oh. Room 210." She replies, giving me a sympathic smie.
"Thanks." I mutter, before running to the elevator.
"James, honey." My mom pants. "Wait... for... me."
"Okay, just hurry up." I grumble. She gets in with me. I press the button and soon we are in the third floor. I rush to room 210. I don't bother knocking, I just enter.
"Where's Riley?" I ask.
"Oh, James, glad you're here." Colette says. "She's still taking tests."
"Where is she?" I ask again. "I need to see her."
"James, son, I understand how you're feeling but we have to wait for the results." John says.
"But-" I start.
"Oh just shut up and wait, James." Emily sobs. I nod slowly and take a seat.
"So.. is Riley the only one damaged?" I ask after some silence.
"Thankfully. Riley was sitting at the right window seat. Colette got sorta damaged at first, but it was only a slight cut." John says.
"Oh. And how serious is Riley's injury?" I ask.
"All we know now is that her hip is damaged hugely." Colette replies. Tears form in my eyes.
"Im so sorry. We would be gotten flowers, but James was in such a rush to get here." My mom says. "We hope she gets better soon."
"Thank you." Colette replies. Just then the doctor walked in.
"The tests have come out. She's supposed to be fine. She kept motioning for 'James'. And now she's in a coma." He says. "I'm so sorry, but she should live. Also, I'm afraid she... miscarried."
"She was pregnant?!?" John yells.
"Yes. Was." I whisper. A tear rolled down my cheek. "She was only a couple weeks along. We were planning on telling you today."
The room is filled with "I'm sorry" and "It'll be ok.", but I know it won't. I needed to see my princess, and comfort her, and protect her. But how can I do that, when she's about to die. I love you, Riley.
