Hayes sits in a chair to the left of you, gently cradling your hand. You wake from a dead sleep, gasping for air. But you can't feel anything below your waist, you can't feel your legs or feet. You hear light sobs from beside you, and turn your head cautiously towards the noise.
"Hayes?" You ask, and he just shakes his head.
"I'm so sorry, y/n," he says, breaking down into heavier cries as you flinch. You've never seen him like this before, it breaks your heart.
"Babe, what happened?" You ask, and he looks up.
"The truck," he says through gritted teeth, quickly pulling out his phone and swiping a few times before showing you a picture of a truck in its side, completely smashed though his license plate was still visible. Then you looked to the left of that to see a black jeep rolled into the ditch, and immediacy recollected everything that had happened.
"That truck hit us," you say, and Hayes nods.
"Now I'm gonna go hit him."
Before you can even protest, Hayes is out the door, rage and revenge bubbling inside of him.
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Magcon Imagines and Preferences
FanficThat last description was so dramatic I became nauseated just reading it
