Coexist // Dave Franco

chapter 44

"Sir I'm going to need you to lay still!" The nurse commands, roughly pushing me down on the gurney.

The other paramedics strap me up tightly as I look up and watch them take Aria and Emma to separate ambulances.

I tired to break free but it only led to them yelling at me.

"Please! I feel fine! Let me see them!" I fought.

The nurse pulled the strap tighter, "Sir you have an inch deep cut in your leg! You need to stay still!" She yells.

"Davey!" Emma cries.

"I'm here Em! It's okay everything's going to be okay, just listen to the doctors okay? They'll help you!" I explain to her as the paramedics take her away.

I see her little puppy eyes as she nods trying not to cry.

She's smart enough to know that whatever is happening right now-isn't good.

"I'm so sorry Em." I say before the back of her car door shuts.

"It's the adrenaline," Another doctor says as they all wheel me into the back of the ambulance. "he doesn't feel a thing because of the adrenaline."

I acknowledge his statement, "Exactly! So I can go now?!"

"NO!" They all say in unison.

Immediately the shut the ambulance door while they inject me with a chemical that made me sleepy.

And soon enough I was out like a light.

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It felt like a minute passed when my eyes shot up. I remembered my surroundings in a hospital and stared at my injured thigh.

I shifted quite slowly and only then is when I realized I wasn't supposed to move. As I winced in pain I pressed the remote to the right of the bed, calling the nurse.

The door opens, "Oh good, you're awake." A small woman with eye glasses walked in.

"Can I see my girlfriend and her sister? Are they doing okay?" I say immediately.

"Her sister is fine just had a small panic attack after the crash-no bruises or cuts." She smiles affectionately.

I sighed in relief and waited for her to tell me about Aria, but only silence filled the air. "And what about my girlfriend, Aria?"

"She's, uh-"

My jaw clenched, "Please don't tell me how bad it is-is she still alive?"

"She's stable."

"So, alive?"

She shrugs, "Yes, okay."

I know that Aria is strong enough to handle some cuts and bruises so it was a pleasure hearing that she's still in my life.

As I got comfortable in my bed, the nurse had that sort of look where she needed to tell me something.

"Something wrong?" I ask.

She hesitates. "It's just that your girlfriend-"

"You said she was alive." I say sternly.

"She is! She is!" The nurse nods,

"It's not her," She says quietly.

"What do you mean?"

"I-It's the baby."

Not a second thought ran through my mind when I dragged myself out of the bed, trying to hid the pain.

But no matter how much I hurt, I know that Aria is hurting so much more.