Broken Trust

Chapter eighteen

Chapter 18:

Zayn's pov:

"Come on man. We gotta get to the hospital. Jessica needs us," Louis says. I feel completely horrible for what I've done. I had no right to call her a whore or any of that. I'm glad she punched me, that was a nice wake up call, but running away, I definitely didn't see that coming. And I feel like shit cause I'm the one that caused her to do that. And now she's in the hospital for "something very bad." What the hell does that mean!?

"Yeah, I'm coming. I just, I don't want her to hate me. She'll probably tell me to leave if she see's me. I'm scared of what happened to her. It's all my fault," I say.

"I know mate. Just tell her how you feel about all this. Maybe she'll hate you a little less," he says with a wink. Then struts out of my room. Wow. Sass much?

LIam's pov:

"We're here for Jessica," I say to the front desk.

"Her last name please."

"Um, erm, uh-"

"Brooks, Jessica Brooks," Harry says.

"Right this way," an assistant nurse says, coming from a desk in an office.

We all nod our heads and follow the nurse. We stop at her door.

"She hasn't woken up yet, but from her vitals and blood pressure, she should be waking up any minute. Don't yell or scream or do anything that might cause her to become.... excited. Her blood pressure will go up and her heart will excellerate, which could cause for her to, um, pass. If she wakes up while you're in their or anything seems to be wrong, press the nurse on her remote. That calls a nurse into the room for help. Don't touch anything you should't," she says then opens the door, "Go on now."

We all look at eachother then slowly enter her hospital  room.

Louis pov:

Holy Mother of God. What the hell happened!? If the boys don't speak up I'm gonna call in a fucking nurse! This is not okay. How are we suppose to be calm!? I want to wake her up and now she's okay!

Zayn's pov:

What the hell have I caused!? What the hell happened!? If these boys don't speak up soon, they'll be in a hospital bed. For fakes sake! What have I done!

Harry's pov:

I remember the way she looked when we found her, but that's nothing compared to seeing her lifeless in a hospital bed. I sit down in one of the chairs to the left of her and grab her hand. There's an IV in both of her arms. I turn my head to look at all the boys. Louis is siting on the couch with his head in his hands. Zayn is pacing back in forth, running his hand through his quiff, and mumbling things I can't quite comprehend. Liam is sitting on a chair that's against a wall, staring at her unconcsious body, tears threatening to fall. And Niall, oh poor Niall, he's sitting in the chair to her right, holding her hand, gently rubbing over the tube that's sending blood into her body. His head is lowered so no one can quite see his face, but there are muffled sobs coming from him. We all sat there in silence, listening to the beeping of the heart monitor.

Then someone speaks.

Zayn's pov:

We sat there in silence, listening to the beeping of the heart monitor. I can't stand this anymore, I gotta know what happened to her, what I caused.

"What happened to her?" I ask just above a whisper. Everyone's heads turn towards me.

"Yeah are you guys gonna tell us or just let us watch her lifeless body without knowing what the hell even happened!?" Louis yells.