Sebastian Stan Imagines

«Shock- Sebastian»

Title: Shock
WC: 1034

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There she sits on the grass. She stared at the scene. A car merged with another. There she sees the stretcher. The blood cover the stretcher. People press onto the wounds as they rush the man to the ambulance. He was in the car with her.

There a person walks up to her. She looks up to the person. A nurse.

"Ma'am are you okay? I heard you were also in the crash."

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There she drives. A smile wider than ever. He turns the music up a bit. She looks at him. In those eyes she has fallen for. Those beautiful blue eyes. There she looks back at the road.

"So how's Dylan?" She looked at the man then back at the road.

"Dylan and I broke up," she spoke once she noticed his face, "But I'm fine. We all knew he wasn't worth it. Hell I was out of the relationship for awhile now." He sat there shock. He never thought it would happen. Maybe he could have his chance finally.

Then the screeching. The air bags going off.

There she looks to right. A car hit onto the side of the car. On his side. Tears found the way to her eyes.

"No. No." She moves her hand out. She grabbed the hand. She saw all the blood cover his face. It made no sense to her.

How the car stopped on his side. How the she is hardly in pain yet he must be in so much.

"No!" Tears fall from her eyes. The pain of even thinking he's gone hurts more. She heard the door open. She looks away from the man and to the fireman. She gets ripped out of the car.

"No! I need him! No! I have to be with!" She fights but there she sits on the ground. They try to figure a way for him to get out. Tears fall down her face.

"Sebastian."

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"So what happened?" She stands there with the cop. The ambulance with the man has left. Her mind can't be cleared.

"I was driving Sebastian and I. We were heading towards my place. We were just going through the intersection. There is no stop sign for me and I went. Next thing I know is I'm here. I'm stuck here without Sebastian." Tears started to fall. The policeman wrote down the information.

"The man who hit you was intoxicated. You're able to go home or to the hospital to see Sebastian." She nodded her head. She called her friend, Paige. She arrives with her car. The broken woman gets in and tells her friend to go to hospital. Of course says yes.

"You have a scar on your forehead." She looked at her friend.

"I also have a busted lip, bruises all over and major headache." She look away from Paige. All her friend could do was sigh.

"I'm sorry." She just sat there as she stared out the window.

"Sebastian isn't okay. I need to know if he's alive." They then arrive at the hospital. The woman got out and ran to the ER. She arrives and tells them her name and Sebastian's. They told her he just undergo surgery right now. She waits in the corner of the waiting room. Memories of Sebastian hits her. The memories make her cry. Cry in pain. In pain for losing him.

The nurse class her name. She looks up and walks up to the nurse. She fallows the nurse. They arrive in the room. There the man with scratches, bruises, stitches and a black eye lays. She walked up to the man. She sat down on the chair besides him. She takes his hand. The nurse starts to list what is wrong with him.

"Luckily for him, he survived just long enough to make it here." She nodded her head. The nurse walked out the room. That's when her tears fell free.

"No! Why?" She held his hand. She looked up at the man. His face is going to have scar on his left side of his forehead. That didn't bother her. What bothered her was that he looked so lifeless. A body who is supposedly is alive, looks dead. She looked away from the man.

"It's all my fault. I should've never taken the back roads just to get home later. I'm sorry," she cries out to him. She wants him to be alive. She wants him to make it out. She wants to hear those jokes. But it's hard when all the memories of him are of the crash.

"Before the crash I knew something. I knew I should be with you. That's what I wanted to talk to you about. I wanted to tell you how much that you meant to me. But that crash. Before it though, when you smiled that smile of yours, I felt happy. Now here we are. Me already all scratched up and you in so much pain. I rather have me where you are. I rather share the pain with you instead of you having it all. I want you to make it out. I want you to survive." She hangs her head. Tears fall. The pain of her accepting that he may not make it hurts.

"Love." She lifts her head to the voice. There he lays awake, a smile across his face, unimaginable pain. She stands up and sits down on the bed next to him. She put her hands on his face. Her forehead pressed against his.

"Sebastian." He smiled at her voice. She has a smile so wide. He wiped her tears away.

"Do I still have my hair?" She shook her head. His eyes widen. He was growing it out for Bucky. She then nodded her head.

"Yes you do." Relief filled his face. He started to shake his head.

"You do know that you shouldn't do that to a person who just got out of a wreck? I almost had a heart attack." She rolled her eyes and nodded her head.

"I can always kiss it away." Then his lips pressed to her. He pulled away.

"Well now the chance of having a heart attack is away."