F.R.A.C.T.U.R.E.D 2

Chapter 33

:Indya:

:May 6, 2023: Tuesday:

:12:23am:

"Give Ariah a kiss for me" That exact line kept replaying in my head over and over again. What does he mean by that? Does he plan on not seeing her again or what? I don't know what has gotten into him, and he won't even tell me. I tried calling him when I got home, but it went straight to voicemail. I prayed for him the entire way home, and prayed more when I arrived. I always wondered if shit would be like this if I never did what I did.

I was sitting in my bed laying up against the headboard looking at me and Chres' text messages. The ones from about a month ago when things were going great, till now. I just stared at the last ten unread messages that I'd sent him. I was really wishing that a message from him would pop up, or he'd call or something. As soon as those thoughts ran through my mind an unknown number started calling. Who could be calling me at this time of night? My first instinct was to let it ring, but I answered anyways.

"H-hello?" I answered. "Hi, am I speaking to Indya-Marie?" A lady's voice filled the other end.

"Yes.. May I ask who is this?"

"I'm a nurse from Samaritan Hospital and I'm calling on the behalf of Chresanto August. He's been in a pretty bad three car accident and you were one of his first emergency contacts" She explained. I jumped up from the bed.

"Oh my god! Is he ok?" I asked scrambling to throw on some clothes. "I don't know yet, he's still in surgery" She said.

"O-ok I'll be up there in a few.. Thanks for calling" I said then hung up. Jesus I hope he's ok, please let him be ok. I guess this was a good night to let Ariah stay over at Tanisha's house.

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I slowly walked down the halls toward the ICU. They said he had just got out of surgery thirty minutes ago and he was in stable condition. I was so nervous and I don't know why. I made it to his room and the door was wide open. There was a nurse and a doctor inside. I looked over at Chres, he was sleeping and he looked so banged up. I slowly walked further inside.

"You must be Indya.. I'm Dr. Holmes and this is his nurse for the night Jordan" I shook both of their hands. "So how is he?" I asked

"He'll be fine. He has a few fractured ribs, a broken bone in his right leg and a broken finger. A few scratches here and there but they should heal easily. He also had a pretty big piece of glass on his side but we got that out nice and easy" He explained.

"Thank god.. So how long is he gonna be stuck here?" I asked. "I'd say only about three to four days but that's only up to him. I'm gonna put him on a few pain meds, and set up a few appointments for after he's released. Full recovery should not take no longer than two months" I nodded at his explanation.

"Thank you so much" I said. "You're very welcome have a good rest of the night" He then walked out along with the nurse making sure to close the door after him. I took a seat in the seat beside the bed and pulled it close to Chres. I grabbed hold of his hand caressing it softly. "I'm so glad you're ok" I whispered. I really was.

:Chresanto:

I was driving. I don't know where I was going but I was just driving somewhere. I had just finished off the last of my blunt, and sipped the last of my vodka. I sped down the highway as fast as I could. I knew what I was doing was dangerous but who cared. Nobody cares. Not even me. There was traffic coming up ahead and I didn't feel like stopping so I did the unthinkable. I swerved onto the opposite side driving the wrong direction. Cars swerved from in front of me left and right. I was driving as if I was a character on Grand theft auto, like I was gonna die and come back alive. I looked up ahead and seen a 18 wheeler speeding towards me, I didn't think fast enough before the truck crashed into the front of my car, causing me to swerve and hit another. That's when everything went black.