Vic's P.O.V
Operator; 911 what's your emergency.
Me; I need someone please, i- i slid off the road. My girlfriends not responding.
Operator; Where are you?
Me; I dont. I dont know, i think im gonna-
2 weeks later.
"DOCTOR, he's awake,"
I heard voices. A lot of them. They all were familiar. Everything seemed different. I opened up my eyes, to find myself laying a hospital bed. Everyone was there except Jordan.
"W-why am i here? What happened?"
"You were in a coma for two weeks. You slid off the rode with a female named Jasmin, you hit a tree."
"Where is she? Jordan. "
"She wasn't so lucky, she's in the other room"
I tried to get up and walk but i stumbled over into my sister. Jenna. She pushed me right into the bed. again.
"LET ME SEE JORDAN"
Mike and Tony helped me into my wheelchair and pushed me into a room labeled "critical condition" . this cant be good. They role me up to Jordan. I can barely recognize her. She has stiches all over her face, and her leg, and arm, are both in casts. She's awake though.
"Jordan, im so so sorry, i didn't mean to this is all my fault."
"Who are you? How do you even know my name"
This can't be real.. It feels like I dream.
