Dear Future Me [COMPLETED]

Hospital

Dear future me,

Things just got kind of crazy. Simon and his sister Julia will be staying with us for a while. I don't mind and I'm sure my parents won't either. I just have to ask them. I couldn't say no to him.

Until next time,

Sophia.

Simon

Her mouth fell open a little but she nodded her head. "It's just that I can't go to Dan's because his house is already full and I don't trust Julia at Sam's," I say scratching the back of my neck.

"It's no big deal. We have an extra room, but one of you will have to sleep on the couch." She says.

"Thank you so much, I will sleep on the couch," I say, running my hand through my hair.

"No problem, that's what friends are for." Friends, I like it. She's the first girl in a long time that hasn't tried to be more than friends with me.

"So I'm guessing you want to know what happened." I sigh.

"Um I would, but if you are uncomfortable telling me then it's okay." She says giving me a small smile.

"I owe you that much just to tell you what happened after you helped me," I whisper.

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3 hours earlier...

I pull into the hospital parking lot and jump out of my car running into the hospital. "Is there a Ms. Wright In here?" I ask frantically, running my hand through my hair.

The nurse stands there staring at me. She looks like she is just out of college. "Hello? Trying to see if my mom's okay here!" I snap, she jumps and gives me a smile.

"Yeah sorry, she's in room 212, hey I wa-" I don't give her time to finish, I take off running to find mom. 

Please be okay.

I burst into her room, but it's empty, what the heck? I check the name outside the door and it says 212. I see a doctor running past. "Hey, where's my mom?" I ask the doctor, pointing to her name.

"Surgery." He grunts, running away.

I fall onto my knees, why is she in surgery is she okay? She has to be. I need her. I can't lose both of them.

After about half an hour I see a cart being wheeled my way and jump up. It's my mom, she is asleep.

"Is she okay?" I ask the doctor as he wheels her into her room.

"We don't know yet, the bullet missed her heart by four inches, but she could still be in danger." He says in an uncaring tone, which makes me mad. How can he not care? She could die!

"She better be fine," I growl.

After another half an hour I see her eyes flutter open. "Mom! I'm so glad your awake!" I almost hug her but remember she's been shot. I feel my eyes start to tear up.

"Hey sweetie, did you have a good day?" She asks in a weak voice, trying to lighten the mood.

I chuckle, tears still escaping my eyes. "I thought you were dead. What happened?" I question.

"I was home alone, obviously, when I heard a crash in the living room. Someone broke into our house and when they saw me they raised a gun at me and panicked when they heard cop cars. They shot me and ran away," She says, shaking her head.