i hopped in and saw troye on the gurney and fear flashed through my eyes, "troye! no!" i started to shake his motionless figure.
there was a woman there that seemed to be a nurse or a doctor sitting with him with a mask over his face. "hey! hey! calm down!" she yelled at me, hitting my arm, but still, i couldnt help but panic.
once we got to the hospital he was rushed out and i still dont even know whats happening to him. my mom followed behind the ambulance so she was there with me.
we waited in the hospital for hours. all we knew was that the car was totaled and that he had to go in for immediate surgery. there was information on behalf of peter either.
i fell asleep in the waiting chair and woke up the next morning in the same place. i had hoped this was all just a nightmare and not an actual thing.
but thats not true, it happened.
we dont know whats going on with troye nor of he will be okay. he's apparently in 'critical condition' as of this morning and is not allowed visitors.
