When. (Our Second Life)

Chapter 14

I slowly open my eyes. The medical drugs are still in my system, so I am still extremely tired.

I look around and see 5 boys and a nurse around my bed.

"Hey, guys," I say hoarsely. "How long was I out?"

I get a few murmured greetings. They tell me I was out for 2 days, but something is up.

"What's wrong?" I ask. Then I realize. "Is it Trevor?!" Now I'm starting to freak out. Is he ok? Did he... oh my God... did he die?

As these thoughts fly through my head, I start to tremble, tears forming in the brims of my eyes.

"No, it's not Trevor." Jc says. "Its your uncle."

My uncle?

"Rose, your uncle died in an accident shortly after your car crash. He was drunk and driving." Sam tells me.

"Oh." was all I had to say.

None of these boys knew my relationship with my uncle, except Sam. So they all looked at me, expecting me to break down crying or something. But I just sat there, wondering where I was going to live, how I was going to do anything, etc.

"We talked to all the official people or whatever, and they said you could live with us." Sam says, a small smile forming on his rosy face.

This lightens my mood a little.

"That's great," I say.

"You can get your stuff and move in once you are free to leave the hospital." Sam says.

"Ok."

Then my thoughts wonder back to Trevor and I start to panick a little.

"How is he?" I ask in a small voice.

They look at me questioningly.

"Trevor." my lips tremble as I speak.

The mention of his name brings a smile to the boys' faces.

"He's doing great. He woke up yesterday..." When he said this, I immediately had the biggest smile on my face. "The first thing he said was 'Where's Rose?' But we had to explain your condition... And he went crazy." Sam said. When he saw the shock in my eyes, he further explained. "We told him you would be fine, and that you would wake up soon. He calmed down and wanted to see you, but he couldn't because of the state he's in. The only thing we left out was that you're paralyzed."

"Can I see him?" I asked without hesitation.

"Of course," he said. "Your wheelchair is still here, and someone will help you with your oxygen and IV." he said.

He helped be into the chair, and Ricky rolled my oxygen and IV.

On the way, I ask if Trevor knows that I'm living with them.

"Yeah. We told him... he was pretty excited, but he was also mad since he doesn't actually live there." Sam explains. I giggle. I can imagine Trevor saying something like that.

When we got there, Trevor was being checked out by a nurse. So we waited outside his room until we got the ok to go in.

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*Trevor's POV*

All these nurses are getting annoying. Ever since I woke up, they've been nonstop hovering over me.

So when they left me alone, finally, I was relieved. But when I saw more people coming in, I internally groaned. Do these people ever leave you alo-

My thoughts were interrupted by the sight of a sickly looking girl being rolled into my room in a wheelchair by Sam and Ricky. Then I realized... It's Rose.

"Rose!" I quickly attempt to stand up, only to get dizzy and falling back on the bed.

She giggled a little at my clumsiness, which made me laugh as well.

Sam wheeled her over, then left us alone.

I sat on the edge of my bed, facing her, and she took my hands in her small ones.

I picked her up (which was extremely hard since I was still weak, and because of all the tubes in both of us) and lay her on my bed. I snuggled up next to her and put my chin on the top of her head, holding her for a while.

Then she looked up at me, and I planted a small kiss on her lips.

"I thought you'd never wake up..." she whispered. She started shaking and crying. God, I hate it when she cries... I rub her back to try and sooth her.

"It's ok..." I say over and over again. There was something not quite right with her physically, but I couldn't figure it out.

"Rose, are you okay?" I ask. She shakes her head no.

"My legs are paralyzed for a while... its not permanent though. Its some thing called spinal shock, it lasts about 6 weeks." she says.

It's my fault. I'm the one who was distracted from driving... I was the one that caused her to be like this.

"I'm so sorry, Rose. I-"

"Trevor, it's not your fault. I will be fine. You're the one you should be worried about..." she says.

She doesn't know that my eyes are fine, that it was a misdiagnosis.

"Rose, my eyes are gonna be fine."

She doesn't say anything, she just gives me a smile and holds me tighter.

"We're gonna be ok." I say. I'm so happy we got out of this alive... it's a miracle.

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A/N: Hey guys!

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