We drove faster than I've ever been driven. I was in total shock. Everything was crumbling. The boy who had just become a good friend of mine was in a car crash and he was the one to not call our of the two. Everything seemed slow motion as I crutched into the hospital and asked for Carter Reynolds' room. I moved swiftly to the room and found Matt standing outside of it, pacing back and forth.
"Matt!" I tried to yell, my voice cracking, it sounded like a whisper. Matt engulfed into and awkward hug over my crutches as the rest of the boys rounded the corner. No one was smiling. I realized Matt was crying. "Matt?" He didn't answer, only sobs. "Matt?" My voice was rising an tears were pouring out of my eyes now. I pulled away from the hug. Staring at his glossy eyes with my tear filled ones, hoping for something, anything. He shook his head am shrugged.
"Three broken ribs, broken arm, and a broken leg." He gasped through the tears now coming from his eyes. I buried my head in cams shoulder, who was standing next to me, an he wrapped his arms around me.
"I-it's gonna be okay, I promise Alia." He tried to help, choking it out. He was silently crying now.
"They're doing the surgery right now." Matt choked out. "He'll be done in the morning." He informed us. So we waited, sitting in those chairs outside the room, a few in the floor. I sat in Cameron's lap after awhile and slowly drifted to sleep, still crying my eyes out.
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I woke up early as Cam rubbed my arm with his smooth hands. I quickly remembered where we were and what we were doing here. I felt the dried tears in my face. I wanted to cry but I couldn't for some reason.
"He's done, kids." A doctor informed opening the door to the room. I stood up and got my crutches, going into the room first. I saw carter, all bruised up, in dozens of casts, and cuts all over him. Honestly it looked like he was on death's doorstep. I felt horrible seeing him like this. His eyes were bloodshot as if he had been crying too, I imagine the pain would be enough to cry.
"Hey there," his raspy, tired, voice was in the edge of being exhausted and happy. "Looks pretty bad don't it?" He inquired about himself. "Don't worry, it looks worse than it feels" he chuckled. He must have seen the looks on our faces to say that. I was sure that the doctors had given him pain relievers because it was obvious that it would hurt like a motherfucker to have that happen to you.
"I'm glad your the slightest but okay, I thought you would have brain damage." I laughed, sitting down in a chair and pulling it right up next to the bed. "Looks like we'll both be the wounded soldiers of MagCon this year" I laughed and he laughed along with me. It was fun. This MagCon ended up being canceled due to the accident but we didn't care. As long as carter got better and we had fun talking, I was fine.
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A few days later, carter was let out, his arm was in a brace as it had been barely hurt but his leg would be in a cast for two more weeks. I was getting my cast off in 3 weeks as if today and I was damn well excited. We pulled out of the hospital and wet back to the hotel, to pack up our things. We caught the plane and flew for a couple hours to the next location. We checked into the hotel and did a YouNow to tell the fans about the accident. Then we all fell asleep. Our day was simple as that. And I liked it.
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A/N: hellooo
I wrote this at my grandmas at 11:40 at night so I hope it's not too bad.
I mean it's boring but oh well
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Shatter Me ( cameron dallas )
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