Marisa's Pov
I feel stone cold as my body drops the phone and instantly rushes downstairs to meet Matt at the location where Harry could be lying dead inside of a body bag; it's not a pleasant thought, but I have to prepare myself for the worst.
"Where are you going?" Danny yells after me.
"I have to go." I say with a sad voice. I then grab my mom's car keys and exit the house.
"You know she will be pissed when she finds out you stole her car right?" Danny says while walking outside with me.
"Just cover up for me!"
"What's in it for me?"
"I will like your dumb ass pictures on Instagram." I say with a monotone voice.
"Cool! Bye." Danny says while walking back inside with a grin. I then finally get in and start the car to go to the hospital.
Sad, dark thoughts enter my head as I rush quickly to the hospital. My chest clenches in pain and my throat begins to get tight from the thought of opening the body bag and discovering that the man that I love is dead.
Once I get to the lit up hospital I luckily find a parking spot since it is already packed with a diversity of many cars. I jump out of the car and inside of building that Matt told me to meet him at.
My feet slowly drags as I look around the cold, sad hospital. I walk in a crowd of people until I see Matt crying in a corner with his hands covering his face. I rudely push pass just to get to him.
"Matt?" I say with tears already forming in my red eyes.
"Oh! Your here... we should go then since the doctor is waiting." Matt says nervously.
"I'm scared too." I say as reassurance, but truthfully I can't even reassure myself.
Matt and I walk down the long hallway until he tells me to stop at a silver door. I sadly look at him before opening the door which leads us to a room that smells of medicine and sterilized equipment.
Matt leaves my side to walk over and talk to the worker behind the desk. They talk for a moment until he signals me to follow him; and I don't think I'm ready to.
"Don't we have to wait for someone to guide us there?" I say trying to stall from going back.
"The lady told me that we can walk to the lab, it's fine now c'mon." Matt sighs while running his fingers through his hair.
"I don't think I can handle seeing him dead."
"It might not be him!" Matt yells which causes the surrounding people to look at us.
I groan in sadness before finally giving up and following Matt. We walk for a short time until we meet a door that says 'LAB' in dark bold letters. Matt presses an unfamiliar red button which must of notified someone to come out since there is now a lean man standing in front of us with a light blue lab coat.
"Hello, you guys are here to view a body right?" The man asks us with a calm voice.
Matt and I nod our heads simultaneously, so the man leads us to another room which holds a body; one that could be Harry. I instantly break down to cry from the tought of revealing his face from the bag.
The worst type of crying is the silent one. The one when no one truly knows what you are feeling. The one where you feel it in your throat, and your eyes become blurry from the tears. The one where you just want to scream. The one where you have to hold your breath and grab your stomach to keep quiet. The one where you can't breath anymore. The one that you realize that the person that meant the most to you, may be gone.
Matt rushes to my side in reassurance but I don't want it right now. All I want to do is run far away and not look back, but I know I can't. I know that I need some closure to where the hell Harry is.
The doctor sadly signals for Matt and I to come closer so we sadly do.
"Are you guys ready?" The man asks with a weary voice. My voice croaks out an 'yes' so he begins to unzip the bag.
I hold my breath in anticipation while Matt squeezes my hand tightly. When the doctor uncovers the body fully I let out my breath since I now realized this body isn't Harry's, so he's out there somewhere still not found or seen. I just wish he was
Here.
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I feel like this chapter sucked >.<
But as always ily guys for reading sucky or not.
In other words, It's Thanksgiving 2015 so have a great day! ❤
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