Made In America: Europe Edition

Katrina {3} & Piper {3}

Katrina POV

A cracked bottle of wine, bits and pieces broken off, laying still on the ground below.

The scene being a broken down car, trying to get off the freeway and a drunk driver driving down that lane, runs straight into the side of the car, managing to flip the car.

The people in which, escorted to the hospital, one named Daisy, a singer at the festival, and her husband, military man Ryan, and their baby in the backseat Rory.

As I sit in this hospital waiting room, awaiting any news from the doctor, I realize I don't even know this family, neither does Amaya, as she was sitting next to me, so why we're here.

How this all occurred, we were driving down the highway, going about mid 60, and we witnessed this first hand, the twist of the story is we had just invited daisy to a party, she said she could only stay for a while, for she had a baby that got easily restless and cranky. The husband and wife were sweet, Daisy was a very talented country singer, not my necessarily favorite kind of music, but I appreciated it.

And now I awaited good news in the waiting room.

Amaya and I were sitting in two non- comfortable chairs, hoping and praying for the doctors to come out.

We were the first ones on the scene, we saw the glass broken, the wine bottle everywhere, and the baby crying as the car flipped.

The cops came, and of course the drunk man was taken immediately, and Daisy and her husband and the crying baby were rushed here, to this little London Hospital, with practically nothing around it.

The receptionist told us that the doctors would tell us what was going on, even though we weren't "direct family"

The doctors came out the first hour, told us the baby was stable, the husband they were concerned about considering the weak heart he had from the military experience, and they were trying to get Daisy stable. she suffered the most I suppose.

That update was two hours ago, and I had gone through 2 packs of fruit snacks from the vending machine, I was stress eating.

Amaya fell asleep in the chair, her head rested on her palm, and told me to wake her if there was any news to be told.

Alex and Greyson went back to the hotel to gather clothes or what not. Because they knew we'd be here a while.

Still no update.

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Piper POV

I got a call from Amaya about an hour ago, updating me about the tragic accident at the freeway after the concert.

It left me unable to sleep. The festival ended at 1 am, and it was now 4:30 in the morning, I managed to put on pajamas, and lay in bed, but I kept thinking about what was occurring, the thing is none of us really knew the family, but we couldn't just leave them, to go uncared for.

I slipped out of bed, and scrounged for my tennis shoes, without being loud, and grabbed some socks, slipped them on, and then gently closed the door. I grabbed my keys, and figured I'd head to the hospital, I set my keys down remembering I was too stressed to drive, and it's probably best to call a taxi. I called the local taxi, and it showed up outside the hotel in less than 5 minutes.

I got in, and told the taxi driver where to go, and we drove to the hospital.

Once we arrived to the front of the hospital, I gave the guy my fee and walked inside, not forgetting anything inside the taxi.

I saw Amaya asleep on the chair, and Katrina almost asleep.

I sat next to them and Amaya awoke.

"Hey what are you doing here" She asked giving me a hug.

"Couldn't sleep. I texted Josh and told him I was coming down. So here I am, don't worry I took a taxi" I smiled.

"That's good. still no update. sadly, I was thinking about going over to the prayer room and saying a little prayer, if you'd like to come with me" She smiled.

"Yeah sure.