Internet Famous // S.M.

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Song: What Happened to Perfect - Lukas Graham

We pulled up to the hospital, and I bolted inside. I didn't care about my bags, I knew Andrew would get them.

I need to see Rose.

I found the front desk and ran up to it.

"I'm looking for Rosemary Evans?" I said frantically, out of breath from the rush.

The lady typed something up before looking at me again.

"Yes Rosemary Evans is here. Room 310 on the third floor. I am unaware if she is able to be seen at the moment so you will have to ask the ladies up there," she informed me.

She's alive I couldn't help but think.

I started to head towards the elevator, but then I retraced my steps.

"Why is she here?" I blurted out, taking my anger out on her unintentionally.

The desk woman looked taken aback, but typed a few things in.

"It says here that she was admitted last night, overdosed. She was with a male who was also on a series of many drugs. He says that he brought her after she passed out, and it's a good thing he did because if he didn't show up here he would also be in a similar state," she read off the computer, bored.

"Jeffery," I mumbled. How could this lady be so bored when she talked about a life or death situation? Jeffery brought her here. Jeffery. How did that happen? Why did I hurt her so bad that she went back to him?

But I know one thing is for sure, it wasn't a suicide. That fact alone was enough to lighten my spirits, even if it was just a little.

"Yes, do you know him?" She asked.

"You could say that. Is he here?" I need to get to the bottom of this.

"Room 309. The one next to Rosemary's."

"Thank you so much!" I told her and ran off.

What was Rose doing with Jeffery, and why were they doing hardcore drugs? What had possibly happened in the past two days that ended her up here?

I didn't even bother with the elevator, instead I found the stairs and raced up them, skipping multiple steps at a time.

I finally made it to the third floor, and I tried my best to slow down while I found her room. After all I am in a hospital, and I don't want to cause anymore damage than I already have.

307, 308, 309, 310

I placed my hand on the doorknob, uneasy.

What will she look like? Will she still be as flawless as she was on our latest date or will she have bruises on her face like our first one? Did Jeffery hurt her? Will I be able to listen to her heartbeat, steady or inconsistent?

My hand floated over to the doorknob of Jeffery's door. He was conscious, but at the moment I felt like I was going to make him unconscious.

Without giving it a second thought, I turned the handle to his room.

He glanced at the door, probably expecting a nurse or a family member, but instead was confused when he saw me.

"What the fuck?" He asked.

"What the fuck is right!" I sounded so angry, so stern I even scared myself. I didn't mean to sound like that, but I just rolled with it. "My girl friend is in a coma and it's all your fault. It's all my fault!" I trailed off at the last sentence. I'm mainly mad at myself, and I was just taking it out on him.