Stitched

Chapter Nine

I couldn't believe we were in California! I have always wanted to come here since I was a little girl. I was excited! I couldn't help but look at everything. It was beautiful!

I was brought out of my thoughts, when I heard something I didn't want to hear. I turned around only to be met with sirens and flashing lights of a cop car. I was freaking out, and so was Dylan. I was in shock, and I realized we were going faster because Dylan was in shock too. "Dylan?!" I said with worry.

No response.

"Dylan?!" I asked full on worried.

No response.

"Dylan?! Please slow down!" I yelled with tears filling my eyes. There was still no response, he just went faster. I was full on crying, until I blacked out.
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Dylan's POV 😝

I woke up in a white room. Where am I? I blinked furiously to get my vision unblurry. I then realized I was in a hospital. Wait... Where's Veronica?!?!

Nurses began rushing in here because my heart rate went up. "Where is she?! Where is Veronica?!" I yelled. They all looked at me puzzled until one finally came beside me. "She is in the room beside you, but she is in serious condition," the nurse said. "Let me see her!" I growled.

The nurse helped me out of the bed, and walked me to see Veronica. She was hooked to many machines, and I ran over to her side in the chair looking at her lifeless body. She was so pale, and barely breathing. This is all my fault! I put her life at risk!

I took her hand in mine, and intertwined our fingers. I was scared I would lose her. My mind was all over the place, and I couldn't help but cry. "Ver please fight, fight for me! Don't leave me please!" I pleaded.

I knew she couldn't hear me, but I didn't want to see her go through this again. Half of her face was Stitched, now she is in a coma that she may not even be able to wake up because of me. My heart was breaking into tiny little pieces just looking at her. Everything is my fault! I need to leave her as soon as she woke up.

I wish I was the one in the coma instead of her. "Ver I love you so much don't give up please! Keep fighting!" I said to her. "Dylan, I'm sorry to interrupt but you need to go back to your room," a doctor said. I did as I was told, and I left her just laying in the hospital bed by herself. The doctor followed me into my hospital room beside hers.

"Well Dylan you were lucky super lucky," the doctor informed me. "How?" I asked. He showed me an X-ray of my ribcage, and it showed 3 broken ribs. "Well you see how bad this rib is?" He asked and I nodded. "Well if the rib above it didn't hold it, then you would be dead because the rib would have logged into your lung," the doctor said.

"How is Veronica?" I asked out of the ordinary. "Well she isn't doing well. A rib pierced her lung, and she is going to need the surgery for it. She also hit her head pretty hard, so she might have amnesia," he said with a sympathetic facial expression while looking at me. I started crying again. "Will she live?" I asked. "We don't know for sure yet, but we will inform you," the doctor said.

"Oh and do you know her parents phone number?" He asked. "No both her parents are dead," I replied looking down. "Oh what a shame. Do you know anyone I could contact?" He asked. "No she has no family, but she has me," I said.

He just looked at me with no emotion in his eyes. He walked out the door with nothing to say to me, I walked back to Veronicas room to be there. I have hope that she will live. I sat down beside her, and took her hand. I whispered things to her.

I kissed her forehead, and left. I saw that my phone was on the table beside my bed, but I had no one to contact. I heard voices going into Veronica's room. Loud beeping turned into one long beep. I started to sob because I knew I lost her.

I got in the bed, and thought about all the times we spent together. Good memories of us, and also the bad. I was sad that I lost her, and my heart just broke completely. I fell asleep from the sobbing, and I know it sounds girlish but for me I was heartbroken.