Third Person POV
Anthony was walking somewhere, obviously thinking about something else. He turned the corner on one of the streets and then...
CRASH!!
A truck comes and rams right into him. It wasn't his fault, there's nothing Anthony could've done about it.
The truck driver clambers out of his truck and rushes up to a now knocked out Anthony. He panics, obviously thinking about whether or not to make a run for it or help the guy.
Eventually the man calls an ambulance, taking Anthony to the nearest hospital. He's rushed into the emergency room and strapped to a million different tubes and medications.
He looks dead.
But he's not. He still has a heartbeat and is breathing, but he's obviously not okay.
Just then, Jasmine bursts into the room.
Jasmine's POV
I push open the doors to the room, angry, worried and upset. I had gotten a call from Lin, saying to go to the hospital. He didn't say who or what happened.
I find Lin with basically the entire cast, even the assemble members. "What happened?" I yell. It was now midnight and I was tired.
They give me sympathetic look, but all of them stay silent until Lin stands up. "You should see for yourself..."
He leads me to a hospital room where doctors are rushing around someone. For a second, I think it's Daveed, but he was in the waiting room.
It was Anthony.
Tears form in my eyes as I seen him. He looked horrible. Just then, he looks like he was laughing. "Hey, I was just hit by a truck you know."
I smile sadly. Now I'm just hallucinating. Lin leads me back to the waiting room. I feel numb. Like, none of this even happened, I'm just waiting for it.
We stay there for a while, watching them hook him up to tubes and put a mask over him. About 3 doctors rush him down the hallway while another doctor comes up to us.
"He has a broken rib, a fractured leg and internal bleeding." She states. "Will he live?!" I ask, in the verge of tears. She hesitates. "We'll have to wait and see..."
She leaves us alone with our emotions. I look around and see everyone is crying. Except me. I didn't want to cry. I didn't want to cry over him, but at the same time I did.
After what seems like hours, the same doctor that told us what was wrong came back up to us.
"We're prepping him for surgery." Everything is drowned out by a loud humming in my ears. I could see her lips moving, but I couldn't hear her.
I wanted this baby to have a father. Someone she can look up to. If not, then I want her to know who her dad is. If Anthony doesn't survive, I don't know what I'll do.
Oak notices my discomfort and gets up so I can sit in his spot. "Are you okay?" I hear someone ask. "No..."
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It's been 5 hours. I was so tired and most of the cast had fallen asleep, but me and Lin wanted to be awake when he came back in.
Eventually he did, looking slightly better than before, but still bruised. He looked like he was in so much pain.
This time, a different doctor came up to us. "He should be okay, but we found that his brain touched his skull and when that happens, it causes people to black out," I nod. "And it might possibly mean he's in a coma."
For some reason, I look at one of the clocks on the wall. It was exactly 4:30 AM.
I then burst into tears.
(A/N - Hey lovelies! If you probably noticed, I know nothing about hospitals or injuries or anything like that so I probably got a lot of stuff wrong, but idc. Also, I want to thank all of you guys so much for all the support. It means so, so much! Xoxo)
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