Forever a Friend

Chapter four

I sluggishly woke up in daze to the sound of my phone playing my favourite song. I thought about ignoring it because id been tossing and turning all night thinking about what life will be like once she's married, but something told me I should answer it.

I lazily reached across to my bed-side table and grabbed my phone. I looked down at it to see who the culprit was who thought it was a good idea to call me at 11 o'clock in the morning while I was sleep and I was shocked to see who it was. It was Malcom.

I had absolutely no idea why he'd call me because its not something he normally does, well unless he wants a me to do a 'favour' for him like find out what Jennifer's favourite chocolate is or something. Ah well I'd better bite the bullet and find out why he's calling me.

"Hello?" I said, " is everything okay?"

"Dylan is that you? You need to come to St Michael's hospital straight away. It's Jennifer, she's been in a head-on-collision with another car on the M6 who was driving down the motorway the wrong way. It's serious, she's in a critical state."

"What? Oh God I'm on my way now. I'll about half a hour at the most."

"Okay hurry."

With that the line went dead.

I grabbed the nearest jeans and t-shirt I had and quickly put them on over my boxers that I was already wearing. My car keys were luckily already in my jeans pocket so all I had to do was put on my pair of blue vans which were by my front door and lock up.

The lift going down to basement car park felt like it was going on forever. I sweated in anticipation waiting for the doors to finally open so that I could drive as fast as I could to be by the side of the girl I loved.

After what felt like and eternity the doors finally opened. I ran as fast as I could to my car, I unlocked the door, I turned the keys in the ignition and I was off. Thoughts raced through me head as I drove fiercely towards the hospital. How did she not see the car coming towards her? When did it happen? Where was she driving to when it happened? Is she going to live? I couldn't concentrate properly. I wanted to know the answers to my questions so desperately but in some strange way I felt guilty, as if I was to blame for this happening. But I couldn't have been my fault because I hadn't done anything. Maybe I felt guilty because I wish I could have done something to stop her being in her current situation. Maybe it's because I wish that I could have been the one to be lying in a bed in a critical position. She's had enough suffering in her life already, why does she have to have more?

Time seemed to stop while the passing cars drove past me in slow motion. I must have been driving well over the speed limit but while my thoughts were racing, time seemed to be getting slower. It felt like time was teasing me while I was desperate to get to the hospital as quickly as I could.

After about a twenty minute drive I arrived at St Michael's hospital. I raced out of the car, clicking lock while on my way, and ran straight to the front desk.

"Do.." I heavily breathed, " you know what room Jennifer Gaskarth is in?"

"No but I'll have a look on the database now."

"Okay thank you."

"She's in room 434 on the Intensive Care Unit. I'm sorry to say but according to her record she in a bad state."

"Oh, urm, how do I get to that?" I said trying to hold my emotions back from completely erupting.

"You walk straight sown the corridor, take to first right up to the third floor, then its forth room on the left. I hope your girlfriend or wife's okay by the way."

"Thank you," I smiled, heading straight for her room.

--------

Only a few more steps and I'll be with her I thought. I knew to expect the worst when I saw her because Malcom said she was in a critical state,but I just prayed that in some way she'd gotten a little better since I'd last spoken to him. I turned to face her door and opened it carefully.

I expected to see her there lying in a coma attached to a drip, but what I saw made me feel more upset than anything I could have imagined in my head. The room was empty.

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

I've finally updated. It's taken me more than two months to actually get round to doing it but I've stopped procrastinating and I've done it!

- Caitlin

p.s I haven't proof read it so I'm sorry for any mistakes. I'll edit it when I've next got time!