Life as a Lovato

Doctor Please, Give me a Dose of the Amerian Dream

Izzys POV

I slowly tried opening my eyes having a lot harder time than expected. When I finally got the strength to open them completely I was instantaneously blinded by the very, very bright lights. I'm not sure where I am or how I got here but I want to go back to my slumber, or whatever that was. Confusion hitting me as I thought about it more. What the hell happened and where am I? My breathing became unsteady and my body started shaking uncontrollably. Suddenly there was a pair of arms wrapped tightly around me, 'what the hell is happening?' I started to panic even more. "Mom! Mommy! MOM HELP!" I screamed as loud as I can. "Someone help me!"

"Sh, sh, honey, mommy is right here it's okay. Everything is going to be okay." I followed the arms and was met with the warm glow of her smile. I melted in her arms, comforted by her touch. Following her breathing patterns, I began to calm down. That's when I felt the worst pain I have ever felt in my entire life. I began to scream out in pain, throwing out explicit words left and right.

"Dallas go and get the doctor, something's wrong! And hurry!" my mom shouted

Dallas sprinted out of the room, which I have now figured out was a hospital room. To say the least, I have never seen her run that fast.

Moments later Dallas sprinted back in with a hot girl in a white coat right behind her. "Ah, hello Isabelle. Glad to see you're awake." Her smile was so bright I couldn't help but reciprocate. I must have been staring for a bit too long because everyone started giggling. "Izzy," I said blankly. The doctor looked at me confused. "Call me Izzy," I smiled awkwardly.

"Well Izzy, I am Dr. Robbins and your sister here came to me frantically telling me you are feeling some pain. Can you tell me where it hurts?"

"I mean if I knew where it hurt I could probably address the issue myself." I retorted sarcastically. I got a slap and glare from my mom in return. I just rolled my eyes. "It hurts everywhere."

"Do you remember what happened?" she asked.

"No, but I'm guessing you're going to tell me." With that I got eye rolls from everyone, and the pretty doctor just laughed.

"You were in an accident Izzy. We don't know much as to why what happened, happened, or how, but we do know you will make a full recovery with little to no permanent damage. Which is a miracle judging off the condition you arrived here in. We do have to keep you here for a few more nights for observation, but the pain is a good sign."

"What kind of accident was it?" I ask hesitantly not really sure I want the answer. Looks were shared amongst my family and the pretty doctor. My mom nodded her head signaling the doctor to go on.

"You were hit by a car." My face flushed of all color, the only thing going through my head was the concern for the driver.

"Is the driver okay?" I asked. "Yes, the driver is okay. She was driving her kids home when she said you just came out of nowhere and she didn't stop in time. If you are feeling up to it, she'd really love to see how you're doing and apologize."

I didn't hear anything she said, everything hit me like a truck. Breathing became almost impossible, I thought I was being suffocated. And that's when it all went black.

Diana's POV

I finally had my daughter in my arms, and she was okay. The doctor came in to talk to her, I was a little hesitant at first because I didn't know how she'd take it but it seemed to go pretty well. Although izzy hasn't said anything yet. "Baby, what happened that day?" There was no response, and that's when the heart monitor started beeping at a really fast pace then flat lined. Her body went limp in my arms and I couldn't control the plethora of emotions flowing through me right now. "ISABELLE! NO NO IZZY, WAKE UP, WAKE UP." I tried shaking her, but nothing. Dr. Robbins yelled something out to the nurses, like cold blue or something, and a group of nurses ran in with a crash cart.

"Get them out of here!!" Dr. Robbins screamed. Some lady grabbed my arm and tried pulling me away from my baby. I protested, yelling at them. "No! She needs me, she's my baby!!" I held onto her for dear life, tears streaming down my face. That's when my husband lifted me up and escorted me. He whispered sweet nothings to me, telling me they were going to save her and that everything will be okay.

*15 hours later*

Maggi's POV

I will never fulfill Izzy's big ego by saying this, but I cannot live my life without her. I couldn't live with myself if she didn't make it. It's partially my fault in the first place. I'm her other half for fucks sake, I should've done something earlier. I should've treated her better and not like a piece of garbage. Now she's in surgery because her aortic ruptured. It's been 15 hours since she flat lined and none of us have moved from the waiting room. Her close friends and even Mariah showed up and sat with us. My mom is a walking mess, but thank the lord she was finally resting.

Everyone was asleep except for Mariah and I. Every time I look at her, she is staring blankly at the floor like it's the most fascinating thing in the world. I can't help but hate her. She was supposed to take care of izzy, she was supposed to be there, but instead she is probably the reason we are in this position. A number of different scenarios have gone down in my head about what happened to my twin, and I hate not knowing. She might know though. I got up, careful not to wake a sleeping Dallas who was using my shoulder as a pillow. I walk over and plop myself next to Mariah. She didn't look up at me, she was still in her trance not even noticing my presence. "Ahem.." my attempt at trying to get her attention without waking anyone. The only response I got was a deathly glare. Before I could proceed Izzy's surgeon, Dr. Robbins walks over. The look on her face was kind of unreadable, it worried me more than it should of.

I watched her carefully as she walked over to my parents. Robbins gently tapped my mom's shoulder, jolting her awake. The look on my mom's face was fear and worry. I couldn't really hear what they were saying but my mom lets out a large breath that looked like she'd been holding in for a long time. That must mean something good right? I walk over to them with a questioning and worried look on my face. My mom smiles at me with her arms open, sending warmth through my body. I stride right into her arms and hug her tight. She whispers in my ear, "Izzy is going to be okay, they repaired the damage and didn't face much trouble." I could feel her smiling in my shoulder. I let out a sigh of relief, happy that my sister is going to be okay.

A/N

Here's another updateJ Enjoy! I'm gonna try my best to update more frequently opposed to like once a year lmao