for you; || c.gallagher

twenty;

( Carls pov. )

The EMTs came shortly after we called them. We had called over Corbin and Margaret after we called for an ambulance. They both started crying when they saw her mangled body, and joined her in the ambulance when it had gotten here. We quickly followed them behind in Kevin's truck. I was so worried that she was going to die. And I felt like it was all my fault. Fi kept on telling me not to worry, but I could barely hear her. Everyone sounded so far away from me. As soon as we got to the hospital we all rushed in, and Fiona went to the front desk.
"Our friend got hit by a car, she just got in I think, where would she be?" Fiona asked quickly. The lady asked Fiona for the patients name, and then afterwards  appointed us to the correct floor where we should go.
"Come on kids, lets go." Fiona guided us to the elevator while we were all running. We were lifted up to the floor the lady at the front desk told us to go, and a feeling of fear washed over me. We exited the elevator, and I looked at the back wall where the elevator doors opened. Next to the elevator stated that this the ICU. The intensive care unit. I knew Eli's injuries were bad, but seeing that label on the wall made me sick to my stomach. We continued running and turned a corner to go to the waiting room, and we saw the Corbin and Margaret sitting in the chairs. Corbin's head was in Margaret's lap, and he was still crying. We got up to them, and started to take seats.
"Have you heard anything?" Fiona asked Margaret. She shook her head. I guess all we can do is wait until we hear any news.

Everyone had started to fall asleep and doze off by the time the doctor came out and called Margaret's last name. Her head jolted up, along with the rest of ours. She quickly stood up and fast walked over to the man in the white gown.
"Is she going to be okay?" She asked frantically. He hushed her and told her to follow him. There little walk lasted about 15 minutes, and when she returned she was quiet and looked bothered. She thanked the doctor before he left.
"He said she's in critical condition. Before she even got to the hospital he stated that she was in a coma, and that there's nothing more they can do for her until she's stable." She looked around at all of us. I saw her eyes start to tear up.
"He said she might not survive through the night," she said and her voice cracked as she broke down and started crying. Veronica started to rub her back, and I just sat back in my chair and stared forward.
She could die. She could just leave my life any second.
My heart felt wrenched and like someone was ripping it out of my body.
"He told me that everyone should just go home and rest. There's nothing more we can do," Margaret said through sniffles. Fiona nodded her head with her eyebrows raised, in a worried expression.
"Come on, we'll take you home," Fiona said softly. They started to get up to leave, but I didn't.
"Carl, come on. Let's go."
I shook my head.
"No, I'm not leaving her." I looked up at Fi from my seat.
"Carl, we'll come back first thing tomorrow I promise-"
"I'm not leaving!" I said while slightly raising my voice. She sighed.
"You have your phone?" She asked. I nodded.
"Text us if you hear anything. I'll bring you breakfast as soon as I wake up tomorrow."
I nodded, and she left with everyone in pursuit. My vision blurred and my body shivered before I fully felt myself start crying.
God, I can't let Eli die.

( Eliana's pov. )

I wanted to comfort him so badly, but I knew he didn't even know I was there. I mean, no one did. I was there staring at my body, and I saw Carl come running up to it. He was worried. He tried his best to save me, and it made me realize that everything he did in the last several hours was for me. He wasn't trying to hurt me, he only wanted to save me from any danger. I forgive him. Even though he has no right to be sorry for anything, I forgive him. He did nothing wrong, and I don't know why I was so blind to realize that. Now my baby's crying; I can't stand to see him cry. I wish I was fine. Because of my accident, I'm now hurting everyone I loved. I know it's not my fault. But I can't help feeling it is.
I just wanted to have a normal life. Is that too much to ask for?