I ended up not going to L.A. since Ethan was in the hospital. He woke up a couple days after his surgery, but he still had to stay in the hospital. Ethan and I decided to contact Diego and tell him what was going on.
Facetiming Diego Leanos..
Diego : ayye, where y'all at??
Ethan : in the hospital, dude.
Me : he got hit by a car while trying to walk to the corner store, and here we are.
Diego : damn. Ight, ima fly out there tonight. Sound good?
I looked at Ethan, we both nodded our heads at each other.
Ethan : alright, see ya than bruh.
Me : see you soon. Much love.
Diego : love y'all.
*click*
The doctors planned on discharging Ethan later on today. Which was very exciting. He had to be on crutches for a while, though.
"Hey, Ethan. How we doing today?" A doctor walked into his room, with a smile on his face.
"Ready to go home. You discharging me today?" Ethan asked with a smile.
The doctor stood there for a minute looking over his chart.
"Yes sir. We sure are." He looked up from Ethan's chart and smiled a little.
One of the nurses brought a wheelchair in for Ethan.
I helped Ethan out of his hospital bed.
"I got it from here." I said politely to the nurse, pushing her to the side a little.
She just scoffed and walked away.
I took Ethan towards the elevators. Once we got up to the parking garage, I pushed him out of the elevator.
"Ready?" I asked putting my arm under his armpit to help him into the car.
He sat down in the passenger seat.
"Keys?" I fished the keys out of my jacket pocket and handed them to him.
I put the wheelchair in the back seat of my car.
While we were on our way back to my apartment, we listened to music and talked a little bit.
"So, what do you think about Diego coming out here?"
"Well.. I miss him. But I don't really know if I want to see him.." I trailed off.
"I understand. You'll have to forgive him at some point though if you want your relationship to become something again." He said, sympathetically.
"I know, Ethan. I'm just scared to let him in again.." my eyes started to get a little watery.
Ethan put his hand in mine, the one that wasn't on the steering wheel.
"Once again, I understand. But I know how much you love him and how much he loves you. Just give him a second chance." I could feel him staring at me, than he finally looked away.
"You're right. I'll think about it." I took my hand away from Ethan's and put it on the steering wheel.
_________________________________________Diego's POV
"Aye man, what chu doin'?" Steven walked into the studio, smelling like dank and Henny.
"Tryna buy tickets to New York, Ethan got into an accident.." I say shaking my head out of stress.
"Damn, he okay?"
I shrugged," man I don't know, I hope so."
He just nodded and sat down next to me.
"I been wanting to talk to you about the whole Selena thing. I know damn well you ain't only going out there for Ethan. You miss Sel and you wanna try and fix it. Right?" He chuckled, dryly.
"Yeah.. I guess." I respond with a little side smile.
"Yeah, I knew it. Let's finish this song real quick before you go home and pack." He patted my back and put his arm over my shoulder as we both stood up.
1 hour later
Steven and I just finished up our song, and I was on my way back home to pack up my shit real quick.
When I got home, I grabbed my suitcase and packed a couple hoodies, sweatpants, shirts, undergarments and jeans.
My flight was heading out at 5:30 p.m. which was in an hour and half.
I grabbed my stuff, put it in the back of the car and headed out.
_________________________________________3 hours later
My flight had just landed. Selena and Ethan planned on picking me up after I got off. Since I already had all my baggage, I didn't have to go to baggage claim.
I walked towards the front entrance of the airport, Selena was there and so was Ethan. Ethan was in a wheelchair.
"Ayyye! I missed y'all." I said, giving them both hugs.
"Missed you too." Selena smiled.
Ethan didn't say anything. He seemed out of it, and tired.
"Let's go home." Ethan said, rolling out towards the car as Selena and I followed.
We all sat in a awkward silence as Selena drove us all to her apartment.
"You ok with sleeping on the couch?" Selena broke the silence, as she kept her eyes on the road.
"Sure.."
I put my hand on her thigh, while I looked out the window at all the city lights.
_________________________________________Authors note
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