truth hurts. (Ross Lynch/R5 fanfiction.)

chapter 7

*Ross's POV*

"there is a high possibility she won't make it through the night, Mr.Lynch, even if she wakes up. she lost a lot of blood, and there are chances of head trauma- she hit her head when she fell after she was stabbed. I'm sorry." a doctor told me. tears formed fast in my eyes. they flowed down my face, like Niagara falls. my Quinn... dead.

I walked away fast to the men's room. I took a blade from my phone case, when Quinn told me that she didn't want anything to do with me anymore because of Stan ages ago I came so close to self-harming, and I put a blade in my phone case. I pushed up my sleeves and placed the blade on my inner wrist. I applied pressure and moved my hand fast. maybe this is the kind of pain Stan gave to Quinn. because of me. I pressed harder as more and more blood poured out.

'Ross!' I faintly heard my name being shouted- and it was Quinn's voice. I shot up my head and put back the blade. I pulled down my sleeve, not caring about the painful cuts bleeding out onto my shirt sleeves. I ran back to Quinn's room. she was still unconscious. I felt the need to stay by her side. I took her hand, she was cold- but it felt so right. I cried and cried, it was my fault she was here. I felt my body go cold, and I didn't know why. there was just a sudden drop in temperature. I felt all the cold go to my shoulders, like her cold hand was on there.

seconds later, her machine had flatlined. she was dying, or already dead. doctors pushed me out of the room as I faught against them- then suddenly, she was breathing again.

"Quinn!" I yelled as soon as I was next to her again. I hugged her carefully and started to cry a little. "I love you so much!"

"I love you too" she whispered, tears in her eyes. she moved her hand over her bandages and cried. doctors injected morphine into her.

"it's okay baby, that'll stop the pain" I told her, smiling.

"speaking of baby..." she whispered.

"I'm sorry" I sadly said.

"but I'm gonna be okay right? we can try again. forget about Stan" she cried, putting her hand at the bottom of her tummy.

"Yeah, you'll be right outta here. and we can have our own family okay?" I told her. how could I have told her she would die in the next 24 hours?

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I feel like that was pretty short :/
so I'm going to have the next chapter up tomorrow :D

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