yours 》d.l

fifteen

Robyn.

i'm lazily sprawled across the damn couch unable to get up and do something productive, it's 5 fucking pm and all i've done is get up to piss and get a banana from the kitchen.

this is frustrating me, i never knew the days would be this fucking boring all the time.

sighing, i got up from the couch and headed towards the bedroom to get my phone and text someone to come over and keep me company, when again that damn doorbell startles interrupts me from taking a step up the stairs.

i turn around and walk to the door, opening it to reveal an out of breath and panicked Alice.

"what are you doing here." i asked her calmly, ignoring her unstable breathing and panicked look on her face.

"Robyn." she breathed. "i don't want you to panic and overreact just please let me in and explain." she added and i looked at her, puzzled as to what she's talking about.

"what's wrong, why are you back to California?" i looked at her as i let her walk inside.

"you haven't heard the news, have you? what am i talking about of course you haven't, you wouldn't be here right now." she rambles on and on.

news?

"Alice what the hell is going on." she always fucking does this, she can't tell me the damn problem but keeps on talking gibberish all over and over again.

"Derek."

the moment i heard his name my heart sank, i felt like crumbling down to the floor as my knees felt weak.

"where is he." my voice shook as i asked her, looking at her praying she'll tell me good fucking news.

"don't panic please just listen to me-"

"Alice tell me where the fuck is Derek or i'll kill you right now!" i yelled, tears began rolling down my face as i thought of the unthinkable.

"hospital." she quietly replied. "a-at the hospital he got into-"

i didn't waste a single fucking second, i grabbed my keys and sprinted towards my car, sitting down and flooring down the road not caring at what fucking speed i'm driving.

i was a sobbing fucking mess, imagining Derek hurt or even dead shattered my heart to billions of pieces and i'm going crazy, these thoughts are uncontrollable.

i slammed my fists against the steering wheel and shrieked in pure agony, this is unbelievable.

i was crying so fucking hard and with each passing second my heart ached even more, i felt my throat tightening and my breathing hitching uncontrollably.

parking the car, i ran out and didn't bother to lock it and i wouldn't care if it got stolen, nothing's more precious than Derek's life.

"Derek Luh. please tell me where he fucking is i-" i stopped mid sentence to catch my breath and i rested my hands against the large reception desk. "i need to know where he is please." i begged and pleaded, the woman sitting on the other side looked at me like i was some lunatic escaped from an asylum.

"third floor, room 642." she bluntly replied and casually rolled her eyes at me and all i wanted to do at that moment was gouge her ugly fucking eyes out.

i ran to the elevator and nearly stumbled over my feet but i regained balance, trying my best to concentrate and push the right button to the right floor.

it felt like an eternity before the door finally opened and i ran out, looking for the right room and at least for someone to fucking help me.

i saw two nurses walking out of a room at the end of the hall and i ran to them like they were my last hope.

"can we help you miss?" one of them asked me but i barely even heard her as i felt myself getting dizzy, two arms grasped onto my arm tightly and held me up so i don't fall.

"i-i need to see someone." i sobbed, the world was literally spinning in front of my eyes and i felt like i could die.

"what's going on there." a male voice filled my ears and footsteps approached to where i was standing.

"we need to get her to a room. i think her pressure has dropped extremely low sir."

"no please no, don't take me anywhere i need to see Derek. i need to find out where he is please." i sobbed, i was crying like a little fucking kid and i could do nothing to stop myself.

"he's doing okay miss, they took him in an hour ago with another person along with him." the male doctor informed me and i looked at him.

"where is he. i-is he okay is he hurt? please what happened." i pleaded.

"he's badly bruised, beaten up. one of his ribs is fractured and he's internally bleeding." this only added more to my pain, Derek being hurt is enough for me to die in a fucking instant.

"Robyn!" Alice yelled my name from the beginning of the hall and approached me as she saw me standing there shaking and crying out of contol.

"please i beg you please tell me he'll be alright." i looked at the doctor with endless tears rolling down my eyes and prayed that he'll tell me the thing i'm dying to hear.

"he'll be fine, he needs strict supervision in case the bleeding gets worse than it is now. but overall he'll be alright." the man replied and i nodded rapidly, my heart ached so bad and i found it hard to fucking breathe.

"Robyn." Alice took my hand in hers and rubbed on it, attempting to calm me down but i didn't even budge.

just 8 hours ago he was next to me saying he'll be back home and now here he is in a hospital room where i can't even see him.

who did this to him? who could've hurt the only thing i live for?

is this really happening or am i just having the worst nightmare that i've ever had in my entire life?

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hate writing these scenes ugh but ive got a lot of stuff planned for this xx