The Troubles Of Love (Emerlotte)

Chapter 4

~September 1st 2015 (later that day)~

Coco picked me up and we drove towards Charlotte. The car ride was quiet until Coco started talking.
'Why Emerald?' She asked.
'I don't know. I made a mistake. I'm glad though. I love her.' I ramble.
'Papa must be fuming. I'm glad you called me, when you can I want something in return.' She smiled.
'Of course' I say.
We head for Charlottes apartment block. Coco put Britney on full blast in the car, she knows how to cheer me up. We got closer to Charlotte's flat. Coco turned the music down so she could hear my directions. We were pulling in to the flat parking area when I heard a scream and Coco slammed on the breaks. Charlotte. At first I was confused what had happened but I saw Urijah and the smug look he wore on his face, he had pushed her infront of my sisters car, and we had hit her. I'm screaming at Coco and fiddle with the stupid door handle till I'm out of the car.
'Ring an ambulance!' I scream at Coco.
Charlotte was pale and moaning in pain, her leg was bended in an unhumane position and she was clenching the side of torso.
'It's okay Charlotte, I'm here' I spoke softly while stroking her hair, 'I got you baby' I continue lying down beside her.
'My leg' she groans.
'I know baby. The ambulance will be here soon, your okay. I got you. I got you' I whisper to her, while peppering her with soft kisses, 'is your head okay?' I ask.
'Yes, you hit my stomach down. Coco stopped quickly' she groans.
I see Coco crouch down beside us.
'Is she okay Em?' She asks.
'I think her legs broken but she should be okay' I tell her.
'Okay, good. The ambulance will be here in 20 and I've to go to the police station to answer some questions. Here's the car and house keys.' She says, throwing them at me and walking away.
I sit back on the cold ground where Charlotte lay only a few moments ago, the moment of trauma replay in my head and I break down maybe I'm not good enough for Charlotte she's lost everything she has because of me including her life. The least I can do is follow her to the hospital and make sure she is okay. This is my fault after all. I get up and get into Coco's car. It is a lot bigger than mine. I rev the car into life and drive off to the hospital, unsure of what to expect.

Again, much thanks to @charitchiestrash for helping me with this!