Falling Apart

Chapter 67

Katherine's POV

"Jeremy, I need you to cover my shift. I'm sorry. There's an emergency." My mind is reeling over all the possibilities of what could be wrong with David. I can't stop beating myself up over the fact that I didn't take him to a doctor, and now it's too late. Somehow Jenna managed to get him to the hospital and I'm the one who has to meet up with the two of them.

"Yeah, sure. That's fine." Jeremy looks at me cautiously. "Is everything okay?"

"I'm not really sure. I just need to get to the hospital." I go to tell my boss that there's a family emergency and he's gracious enough to let me go immediately. I thank him and run out to my car, not even changing before speeding down the freeway and finding the hospital.

The entire ride there is filled with silence, with my thoughts eating away at what could be wrong. Jenna didn't give much detail but I know this is serious. We both witnessed the fight last night and David could've been suffering this entire time. His pride and ego got in the way of things once again, but I can't be mad at him. I love him.

I finally find the hospital. It's the same one I used to go to for check up's when I was younger. I shake the memory and come back to reality. I park in a handicapped spot even without the sticker, but I'd like to see anyone try to fight a pregnant girl.

Strange looks are given when I walk into the hospital yelling David's name, but relief floods in when I find Jenna sitting in the corner of the waiting room.

"Jenna!" I run over to her. "What the hell is happening? Where is David?"

"I don't...I just found him lying on the floor and he was bleeding. I think it has something to do with a scar on his stomach." Her words are choppy as she fumbles them into a sentence but I'm wondering how she could've found him on the floor is she was supposedly watching him after I told her that was what she had to do.

"Where were you when all this happened?"

"I was running a small errand for him, just five minutes away. I swear it was only fifteen minutes I was gone, and when I came back he was unconscious."

She won't look up at me as she speaks. Her fingers are shaking uncontrollably and I'm beginning to see the girl we found in that bathtub. "Okay, don't worry. I'm sure he'll be fine." I have to be the strong one in this or else there won't even be false hope. It's killing me to not know what's going on but I can't worry Jenna.

I try to stay calm while looking out the windows but the sun is fully down now and there's no light. The daylight always seems to give me some reassurance and hope but it's dark outside and I just need to see David.

"I heard you saw your dad." Jenna croaks. I turn my head to face her and this time she's looking at me.

"Yeah, um...he was at my old house." I tell her. I so desperately need her friendship back that I don't even care if she's only talking to me to pass the time or distract herself, I just haven't talked to her in so long. "That's why I haven't been staying at my house. He's there, and I haven't seen him in years so I just don't think he deserves a chance to know me. It's too late, you know?"

She nods her head and plays with her hair. "Maybe for him, time hasn't passed."

"What do you mean?"

"You once told me he was a drunk. If he still is, nothing's changed for him. The time has passed, and the only thing that has changed for him is that he wants you now. I say give him a chance, at the very least. I mean, he is your dad."

I nod my head back to her and turn back to the window. I'm not sure if I want to believe her or not. I know he's my dad, but there's just too many bad memories that take place of the good ones. Can enough time pass before things can completely change?