~Aspyn's POV~
After a whole hour, pictures at the hospital and park, we finally head to the school for the dance. We decided not to go for dinner, that would just be too much. Imogen and I try to stay together the whole night. We dance together. I'll leave Miles from time to time to hang out with Im. And sometimes we would all dance together.
Tonight has been so much fun. I'm glad I decided to be social for one night. I probably would have regretted not coming tonight if I had stayed home. I hope Im feels the same way.
Everybody's dancing and having fun. I look over to our table—oh crap! Where's Imogen? I look over by the doors I see a pink nude dress—her dress—and I instantly want to follow, but I also want to give her a little bit of space.
I make my way, with Miles, to get Imogen to come and dance with us. She's hesitant at first, but I manage to make this time fun.
As the night concludes, a slow song comes on. Miles pulls me in close. He's still taller than me, even in my heels. I look into his eyes and he looks into mine. I look away for a brief second and I see Imogen sitting on her phone. I smile, I hope she's had fun tonight. I know I did. She and Miles made this prom so unforgettable. I'm glad I came. I look back at Miles, he smiles down at me. We kiss, its passionate. We are both hungry for it, we haven't kissed in a while. Since our last date. That was a few weeks back. Everything's been so hectic, I feel bad. Maybe we should go on a date sometime soon.
At the very end of the song, Miles and I walk to the other end of the gym. "You look beautiful tonight." He says when we're alone in a corner.
"You don't look to bad, either!" I smirk.
"Hey, this tux cost me a lot of money, and so did that dress." He smirks back.
"Okay, this dress wasn't my fault, you wanted to buy it. I told you not to, but you didn't listen to me." I pout.
He kisses me to shut me up. I kiss him back. We make out for a while. As we make out, Imogen flashes in my mind. I pull my lips off of his.
"Where's Imogen?" I start to worry.
"I'm sure she's fine. Yeah..." He says as if it's a question. I give Miles the glare of pure annoyance and add a sigh. He's so helpful. I walk through the semi crowded dance floor. In a school of 3,000 kids you'd think I would have had friends before now.
Miles and I walk outside of the gym where we see a huge crowd. There's yelling, crying, laughing, it all echoes. I get a sense of what's happening. Rose just has to pick a fight with Imogen. I approach the crowd surrounding Imogen. "Hey, stop it! Please! She doesn't deserve this!" I cry, my thought hoarse. I try to push through. Everybody starts to spread when they finish her. Rose comes towards Miles and I. Miles gets in front of me, she says some rude things along with cussing at us. When she is gone, I step around Miles to help Im. She looks at me and runs as best as she can to the opposite side of the school, towards the other side of town. I take off my tall heels so I can run after her, and stop her from doing something she is going to regret. Imogen's not running fast so it's easy to catch up to her. But somehow, she managed to disappear, I stop, I look around but I don't see her.
"Last time something like this happened, she ran to the bridge. Maybe she's there." Miles suggests.
"Okay." I say, unsure of whether she's there or not. We get there, we scout around the area, she's not here.
We stand there, in the dark crying. Actually, I'm doing all of the crying. It feels like I can't breathe, and I have a massive headache. My throat feels like it's closing in. I can't do this, I'm just not mentally strong enough to handle all of this drama. I want everything to be okay, or close to okay. I hate this, I hate this, I hate this.
I can't stop crying. All Miles can do is comfort me. But, he can't tell me that it will all be okay, especially when I don't even know where the heck she is right now. I sob into his chest, probably staining his white shirt with my makeup. "Why does all of the bad stuff happen to us, and to Im? She doesn't deserve any of this!" I'm still crying.
"Aspyn," Miles says in a none comforting tone, he means it like he sees something.
I look up. I see the silhouette of a hobbling girl, almost as if she is a zombie. She climbs over the railing of the bridge. She's wearing a long dress, it's ripped here and there, but you can tell that it is floor length. She slowly manages to get over the railing. Oh my God, Imogen. "Imogen," I shout at her, she doesn't hear me. "Please don't do this." I run back to the end where she is. I look over the railing, the current is strong, if she jumps it will most definitely pull her under. She isn't listening to my yells. She jumps in.
Miles is able to make it faster than me and grabs Imogen by her wrists and puts her back down next to us. She kicks and screams. She yells out that she just wants to die. Both Imogen and I are crying, I hug her as tightly as I can, but without hurting her. Imogen takes deep shaky breaths, she's gagging. I let go. Miles is already calling an ambulance. She falls limp in my arms and smiles softly, no! I scream out for her. She starts gagging again and blood comes out of her mouth. Her eyes close and she passes out.
"Imogen!" I scream. Imogen, if you are dead, I swear to God. The ambulance pulls up and I check Imogen for a pulse. She's alive, for now.
Stupid Rose. Why? Why would someone have the intention of doing this to somebody like Im? Maybe, I don't know the whole story. No, that's not it. Rose is just messed up. Oh.... The next time I see Rose, I'm gonna show her. I'll pull out all of my anger and hate and use it on Rose.
I'm broken out of my thoughts when the ambulance stops. The paramedics pick up Imogen's fragile body, and put her in the vehicle. I go with her and Miles follows right behind us in his car. He gets to the hospital a few minutes after we do.
In the ambulance, I sit next to her and I grab her hand. "Everything's going to be okay. It has to be." I say to myself and her, but I don't think she can hear me.
We get to the ER within minutes but it feels like hours. They rush her into emergency surgery. Miles finally arrives. I stand there, immobile. He comes up behind me and interlocks his hand with mine. I look up at him, putting on a brave face. "Is she going to be okay? What's going to happen?"
"I don't know Aspyn, I don't know. We can only hope she'll be one hundred percent healthy when this is over." He says.
I can't hold back my tears. I cry into his chest. I'm lucky to have him. I don't know how he puts up with all my crying. I know he feels what I feel, but he puts on a brave face for Imogen's sake.
I texted Dawson that I was at the hospital and that I'm fine. He asked if I wanted dad and himself to come down. I told him 'no'. I'd be home later or tomorrow morning.
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Imogen is awake from her surgery. It's 4:43 in the morning and I just awoke from a short nap. I slept in an uncomfortable chair and used Miles's arm as a pillow. He gave me his jacket to use as a blanket. My hair is a mess, and my expensive dress is ruined, but nowhere near as ruined as Imogen's. Imogen's mom comes out and tells us we can see her. Miles gives my hand a reassuring squeeze. I stand and walk to Imogen's room holding Miles's hand to steady myself. I want to see her but I don't. What if she is way worse than I thought. What happens then?
Ooh, an intense chapter for y'all. Comment your thoughts and don't forget to vote! --Rosemary🌹
