(A/n: listen to music while reading chapter)
Ethan's POV
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Jades becomes unconsious and I scramble around for her shirt panicking.
I curse under my breath and mumble a bunch of sorrys to Jade even though she can't hear me. I wasn't thinking, I didn't even know she hit her head that hard.
I'm not sure if I take her to the hospital or not considering I don't know how hard she hit her head.
"Fuck that," I murmur.
I quickly throw a shirt on her and carry her to my car. I speed way over the speed limit all the way to the hospital.
I pull into the emergency center and carry Jade into the building.
"Help!" I scream out getting everybody's attention in the scrambling room of people.
People rush over and I tell them what happened. Then they lay her down on the stretcher and immediately start taking her to a room.
I hold her limp hand running beside the stretcher. How could I have done this to her.
"Sir you can't go beyond this point," one of the doctors says stopping me from going into the room with Jade.
"But she's my girlfriend I need to be in there with her!" I yell in anger.
"I'm sorry sir but you can't," he walks away and closes the door trapping me on the other side of the love of my life.
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The doctor comes out after a while and I stand up quickly wiping the sweat from my palms.
"Jade seems to be okay for now but she doesn't seem to be in great condition. Since her original state wasn't well and this Incident adding on to it, made matters a little more complicated."
"Wait what do you mean her original state wasn't good?" I ask worry building up inside of me.
"The fact that she has HCM," he says acting like I already knew.
My heart drops and my legs collapse dropping into my chair and I can feel the tears building up in side of my eyes.
Everything he says is distant now. Why didn't she tell me? How could this happen. My beautiful Jade, how is this even possible.
Thinking back now it all makes sense.
"I'm so sorry I thought you knew," he sadly says. "What's your name sir?" He asks.
I mumble out my name trying to hold back the tears begging to pour down my face.
"Are you Lisa Dolans child?"
I nod my head and he mentions something about calling her down. But I really don't care.
I hide my head in my hands and let the tears come down.
Soon enough I feel my mothers hands rubbing my back.
"Honey I'm so sorry, she said she was going to tell you."
