Riker's POV
I had just brought some pink roses. These are very rare in the U.S and they just happen to be Amy's favourite type of flower. They're truly beautiful just like her. I'm brought heaps and I'm going to write 'I'm sorry' with flowers on the beach. Hopefully she'll like that. I started writing it out when Layla came up to me. "Riker. Come on. We have to go." She demanded angrily. "Layla. Stop tell me what to do." I told her and placed another rose on the ground. She pulled my arm and tugged it with all her power and will. "Layla. Please just stop it." I said. I could feel pain rush down my arm. It was killing me but I just ignored it.
After a while she walked off. Thank god. By now the flowers that made the "I'm" in the message were all wet and ruined by the sand and salt water from the waves that were crashing in. My plan has failed. I may as well give her the other ones.
I walked up to her house, Im surprised I still knew where this was and I rang the door bell. I wait for a minute then rung it again. I heard some movement and then the door slowly opened. "R-Riker." Amy said clutching her hip and she was on her knees. I bent down. "Sweetie, what happened." I said and removed her hand and blood was pouring from it. "Who did this to you?" I asked her as I lifted her head. "L-Layla." She said and her eyes slowly closed. Fuck. I was going to shake Amy but that night have made matters worse. I picked her up bridal style and carried her to our beach house. I kicked the door down and placed her on the couch. Rocky turned the light on. "Dude. It's like 1 am." I groan and then saw me with Amy. "What did you do to her!" He yelled and pushed me away from her. "I didn't do it, I swear." I said and grabbed my phone and called 911.
Rocky grabbed his jacket and wrapped it around Amy's hip and tried to stop the bleeding. I left like crying. I felt so bad. This is all my fault. What have I done. "Rocky. Go wake Dad up." I told him and he ran off. I knelt back down near Amy. "I love you so much." I said and held her hand not excepting a reply but all she did was rub her thumb across my hand once. Soon enough Dad came running down stairs with Mom and Mom stood there in shock crying as Dad picked Amy up and carried her into the ambulance. The sirens went off and I assume the others woke up.
"Well, someone needs to come with us." The driver of the ambulance said I looked at Dad and Rocky and Dad nudged me. "Go." He whispered and I climbed into the ambulance.
*at the hospital*
I was fiddling with the lid of my Starbucks cup waiting nervously for Amy's test results. All I want right now is for her to wake up. I began tapping my foot every second. It was so quiet out side in the waiting room. There was another family waiting, but their little kid was in the play ground. I've had four coffees in the last 3 hours. It's now five am and I haven't had any sleep, just coffee.
'@rikerR5 waiting for results 🚑 '
I tweeted. I was so nervous. I squeezed my cup so hard that the coffee squirted every where. "Sir. Are you okay?" A male nurse came up to me. "No I'm not. My girlfriend thinks that I ate her and she's in a coma right now. She might never wake up. What if she dies. I have all this guilt on my shoulders for the rest of my life." I told him as it just rolled off my tongue. "Sir maybe you should get some sleep." He said to me and took the cup out of my hand and I shook my head.
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