The Bad Boys Good Girl

Chapter Twenty-Six

Mascara runs down my face as I breath heavily. Ellie continues to cry and I hug her tightly. Archer throws leans down and places his face back into his hands. People come rushing into the hospital, sobbing and carrying gifts.
An hour earlier
"We're going to the bathroom for a second." I tell Archer, but I'm eyeing Ellie.
She's not telling me something.
"Okay," Archer replies, "I'm going to make a quick phone call man."
Daniel sends us a weak smile. I'm so glad he's okay. Ellie and I walk out after Archer and I yank her into the bathroom.
"Ellie, spill." I demand.
She rubs her arm where I pulled it and glares at me.
"That hurt."
I roll my eyes.
"Tell me!"
"Bitch..." She says under her breath.
I giggle.
"Ellie tell me!"
"Fine," she sighs, "Daniel and I are dating. We e been dating for like a month now and I think I'm in love with him Liv."
My eyes widen in shock.
"Oh my gosh are you serious?"
"No I'm kidding. Yes I'm serious." She says flatly.
I huge grin makes its way onto my face.
"That's why you were so sad."
Ellie nods and I take her hands and jump up and down.
"We can go on double dates!"
"Olivia?"
"And have double weddings! Well you know, if I can deal with Archer that long."
"Liv..."
"And we can also go on double honeymoons!"
"Olivia!" Ellie yells.
"What?"
She's quiet for a second.
"Are those police sirens?"
I let go of her listen carefully. Those are definitely police sirens. We run out of the bathrooms and down the hall. There's doctors overflowing Daniel's room and a pit forms in my stomach.
"Hey, what's going on?" I ask as we spot Archer with the same worried look on his face as us.
"Vee."
My heart drops. All I can think about is if Daniel's okay.
I push through the doctors and almost get into his room.
"Sorry miss, you can't go in there." A nurse says.
"I have to! Is he okay? Where's the girl?"
She gives me a sad look and I start to panic even more, feeling the tears prick my eyes.
"I have to go in there!"
She places a firm hand on my shoulder.
"You can't."
I stand on my toes and see about five people, hovering over him. But I can't see him. Then I'm pulled back.
"Come here." Archer says softly.
I take my chance and run into his arms, he holds me in a tight hug as tears roll down my cheeks. I feel him kiss the top of my head and I tighten my grip on him.
"He can't be gone." I say shakily.
Then I remember, Ellie. She's watching us, mascara running down her cheeks and I take her arm and pull her in.
"Are you guys here for Daniel West?" A doctor asks us as he comes out of the room.
We nod our heads eagerly and he sighs.
"We're afraid that...Daniel has passed."
Ellie lets out a strangled sob and hugs me tight. I hold her and look at Archer who's sitting back down and putting his hands over his face.
"Doctor?" I croak.
He looks up.
"What happened to him?"
"This girl ran in, unplugged his life support and ran out the back door. I think he police caught her."
Anger fills my body. How can you do that? Just kill an innocent life?
Current time
We watch as the cover Daniel's body with the blankets and I take the flower out of my corsage since it's all I have, and place it onto him. Aunts and Uncles, grandparents and parents fill the room, crying. I tuck a hair behind my ear and hang onto Archer who I can tell is trying to cry anymore either.
"Excuse me." Mrs. West says.
We all look up.
"Daniel's funeral is going to be tomorrow at the Greenville church...if you can all be t-there..." She stops as sobs take over her.
No one should have to announce the funeral date of their eighteen year old son. I let out a small sob and lean my head on Archer's arm.
"It's at, six pm. If you would like to speak then just let me know."
I go up to her and hug her.
"I'm so sorry Mrs. West." I cry as she starts to sob again.
This is all my fault.

I literally started crying when writing this and my mom was like, Kayleigh, why are you crying and I said Daniel died and she thought he was a real person😳 did you guys like Daniel? Did you guys want to kill Vee because I did! 🙋🏽 comment down below!
-Kayleigh