Part 8: The Hospital

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                       Dan's POV
I can't believe what just happened. I am still in shock. Buzz! "It's a text from Ina," Jemma tells me, "Anton is sick, so they can't make it. She is taking care of him." "What!?" I say, shocked, "They're dating!?" "Yeah," she replies, still crying. "They've been dating for about three months now," she says. I never knew this. "Well, I guess it's just us then," I say. She smiles. "Hey, wanna play some minecraft?" I ask her. Her eyes light up. "Sure!" She exclaims.
          *Timeskip To Nighttime*
"It's getting late," I say to her, "we should probably get some rest." "Alright," she replies. We've been playing minecraft for hours now, and I am getting tired. She rests her head on my chest, and we fall asleep.
                 *5 Hours Later*
I hear a thud and jolt awake. Jemma is laying on the ground, unconscious. "Jemma!" I scream and run over to her. She doesn't respond.
                Dan's mum's POV
"Jemma!" I hear a scream and run into Dan's room. He is on the floor, crying. Jemma is laying next to him. Dan's phone is in his hand, and he is shaking. Seconds later, Dan's brother comes into the room. "What happened?" He asks, and I point to the floor where Jemma is laying.
                      Dan's POV
I am shaking and crying. Phone in hand, I dial 999.
D= Dan
P= Person on the other end
D- Hello? Hello?
P- Yes, this is 999, what's your emergency?
D- I don't know what happened, but my girlfriend is unconscious on the floor
P- Is her heart beating?
I put my hand on her chest
D- No, and she's not breathing, either
P- Do you know how to do chest compressions?
D- Yes, we learned in health
P- Ok, just tell me your address and we'll send help. Don't stop doing the chest compressions until we get there.
I tell the person my address and keep them on the line. Just in case. I put my hands on her chest and start pushing. I am still crying my eyes out. Right now, I am praying for a miracle.
                     Nurses POV
Weeyoo!! Weeyoo!! Weeyoo!! We finally pull up to the address that the guy gave us. "We're here," I say into the phone. Me and two other men get out of the car. I open up the back, and they wheel out the stretcher. "We're upstairs," the guy on the phone says. He is still crying, I can hear it in his voice. The two guys run up the stairs, and carry her down. I can't quite make out what they're saying. They run out the door, and load her onto the stretcher. This is the first time that I get a glimpse of her. She is a pretty girl, with long, wavy blondish brown hair and brown eyes. The guy I talked to on the phone runs out after them, followed by who looks to be his mum and brother. His eyes are bloodshot, and his face is red and splotchy. I look at him. "Will she be ok?" He asks, crying. "We don't know yet," I reply, "but we'll keep you posted."
                  *9 Hours Later*
                       Dan's POV
At this point, I've lost hope. It's been 9 hours since the ambulance came, and I've been crying ever since. My brother tried to cheer me up by asking if I wanted to play minecraft. It just made me cry even harder. It made me think about how we had played it for hours before she was rushed to the hospital. "Look, Dan, I feel so bad for you," my brother says. Mum tells me to come sit next to her, and I do. I put my head on her shoulder and just keep crying.
                  Jemma's POV
Where's Dan? It's been nine hours, and I really miss him. I am in so much pain that I can barely move. The door to my room opens, and Stacy enters. "What are you doing here," I mutter. I honestly thought that it was Dan coming to cheer me up. "Oh, me and Dan were just hanging out," she says, "you see, he ditched you. He told me that he never really loved you, and that it had all been an act." It takes me a minute to comprehend what she just said. "No!" I shout, "He would never do that to me." "But he did," she whispers. Actually, that would explain a lot. Like why he didn't come to see me after I my operation was done. I start crying. "Now you believe me," she says, smirking, "me and him were just spending some quality time together, and we even kissed." I cry even harder. How could he do this to me?
                     Dan's POV
Rrriiinnnggg! That's my phone. Without looking at who it is, I answer it. "Hi, this is the hospital," the person says. There's only one thought in my mind, she's dead. "We've just called to tell you that your girlfriend is ok."

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