Chapter 7: I'm Sorry
PETER'S POV
Ariel finally pulled into the parking lot of the hospital and I jumped in, sprinting in. The whole ride back to Los Angeles had been silent because I was yelling at myself and beating myself up in my head. I felt horrible. It's probably my fault that my mom is in the hospital.
I ran in and saw my dad, runnign up to him.
"What happend! What's wrong? Is she okay?"
"Peter, calm down." He said, gripping my shoulders. His eyes looked red and puffy like he'd been crying.
"She got in a really bad car crash." My breath got caught in my throat. "She stayed up all night, waiting for you to return home Peter! She was worried sick! When I woke up, she decided that she was going to look for you. I tried to stop her but she was determined. I was told that some idiot ran into the driver's side of the car, causing the car to flip off of the road." Ariel walked in and my dad looked at her.
"Ariel! Why was Peter with you and not at home?"
"He showed up at my door, I swear. He told me that he had told you guys!" I just looked down at my feet.
"God damnit Peter! You really need to stop fucking doing this! Start telling us where you're fucking going! You're only fifteen!"
"I'm sorry." I managed to get out, tears rolling down my cheeks.
"Why did you run off anyway?"
"Mom and I got into a fight. I wouldn't let her know why I went to sleep early on Halloween and I just ran. I'm so sorry." I sobbed, putting my head into my hands. "If I could take it back, I would. I never meant for this to happen." My dad sat in the seat next to me and wrapped his arms around me, kissing the top of my head.
"I know Peter, I know you didn't. She's going to be just fine, I promise you."
"Victoria Carlile." The doctor said, stepping into the waiting room.
"You three stay here." My dad told my sisters and I as he got up and walked over to the doctor. He talked with the doctor for a bit before walking back to us. "I'm going to go see your mom, then I'll bring you back." We nodded as he walked through the double doors. I sat in silence, ignoring anyone who tried to talk to me.
I heard people rushing through the door and saw the guys of Falling In Reverse with their wives.
"Ariel!" Carolyn exclaimed, pulling my sister in for a hug.
"Peter." Ronnie said, sitting next to me. "Peter." He tried again. "Peter!" He said a little louder.
"Don't fucking talk to me."
"Peter."
"I said don't fucking talk to me.
"Peter." He repeared.
"Just go!" I yelled.
"Ronnie, just leave him alone, he's going through a tough time." Ariel said, pulling Ronnie away from me.
"AUSTIN!" We heard everyone shout, running over to him.
"Woah, calm down. She's fine." His voice was cracking a bit. "Kids, come on." The three of us got up and followed our dad down a series of white hallways.
"Guys, your mom is in a coma." That was it, that was the last straw. I fell on the ground and pulled my knees up to my chest, sobbing into them. My sisters and dad surrounded me, trying to calm me down.
"NO! LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE!" I screamed, pushing them all away and running. I ran throught he hallways, into the waiting room and out of the hospital. I didn't make it very far before I collapsed to my knees, screaming into the sky. I fell onto my side and sobbed, pounding the ground. I swear I looked like a three year old having a temper tantrum.
"Peter!" My dad yelled, running out of the hospital.
"LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE!" I screamed, tossing my shoe at him.
"Peter." My dad said, wrapping his arms around me.
"NO!" I struggled to get out of his grip but it was no use, he was too strong. He held me tightly against his body. I eventually gave up and just sobbed into his chest. My dad rubbed my back and comforted me, stroking my hair a bit.
"It's not fair." I cried.
"I know, it's not."
"None of this would've happened if I hadn't run off."
"I agree, but I don't want you to blame this on yourself Peter. That's just too much stress that you don't need."
"Dad, what if she never wakes up."
"The doctor expects her to wake up in a week maximum. She didn't get any life threatening injuries, just a broken left leg and arm and a concussion. She's going to be fine, I promise you."
"C-Can I go see her?"
"Yeah, come on." He said, sitting up and pulling me up with him. We walked into the hospital, past everyone and walked back through the hallways, stopping at the door.
"Do you want to go in alone?" I nodded. "Alright, I'll be out here if you need me." He said as I placed my hand on the door handle. I opened the door and walked in, almost falling to my knees at the sight in front of me.
My mom had casts on her left leg and arm, gauze wrapped around her head and a few places on her arms. She had bruises and small cuts everywhere and just looked so lifeless. She was hooked up to so many machines and had a tube down her throat.
I slowly walked closer to her bed, grabbing her hand. I sat in a chair that was next to her bed and sighed.
"I'm so sorry mom."
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