Friends Imagines

Ross Geller {Car accident}

-Ross Geller & Y/N-
Synopsis: Ross and Y/N have an explosive argument and when she leaves she gets into a terrible car accident.

"We aren't having this conversation again Ross, Sam is just a colleague, nothing more," You grumbled chucking your bag and coat on to the sofa.
"He doesn't just seem like just a friend, he clearly has feelings for you," Ross snapped slamming the front door.
"He might like me but I don't like him Ross, I love you and only you," you replied grabbing a drink from the kitchen.
For the past few weeks, Ross has been accusing you of having some kind of relationship with one of your work colleagues. To you he was just a friend but no matter how much you tried to convince Ross that you weren't secretly seeing this guy, he just didn't believe you. "Are you sure you love me, cause I don't really believe you when you say it," Ross said.
You looked at him with hurt filled eyes. You couldn't believe that he was so sure that you were cheating on him. "Wow Ross, I can't believe you actually think I'm cheating on you, this is ridiculous," you replied, rolling your eyes.
"What's ridiculous is the fact that you thought you could get away with cheating on me," he shouted.
"Rachel was right when she said you get easily possessive and jealous," You hissed.
You knew you'd hit a soft spot when he didn't say anything back. "That wasn't necessary Y/N, you don't have to bring up stuff like that," Ross responded, quite hurt at your words.
"None of this is necessary Ross, I'm not cheating on you, why would I do that when I love you?" You huffed.
"Don't treat me like an idiot Y/N, you have a long line of exes, I'm probably next on the list followed by the guy at your office," Ross spat.
You had had 6 boyfriends your whole life. To some that may be a lot but 6 in the space of 8 years didn't seem like a lot to you. Three only last a few months, one lasted a year and two of them lasted a couple of years, one of them currently being Ross. "I don't sleep around Ross, those relationships actually meant something to me, they weren't meaningless flings and I certainly did not cheat on any of them," you snapped.
"Well it looks like your breaking your no cheating streak with me then," he said, narrowing his eyes at you.
That was it for you. Your grabbed your coat, keys and phone and left the apartment. You got into your car and sped off into the night. You didn't know where you were heading but you just kept on driving, hoping to figure out a destination on the way. "How dare he accuse me of cheating, he's ridiculous," you thought as you drove along the New York streets.
You got to an intersection and you were on green so you carried on driving but unfortunately a car came speeding through a red light and you noticed too late to react. You saw headlights shining through the window and then suddenly the other car smashed into your side of the car, sending your car hurtling to the other side of the road, into a streetlight. Your seatbelt cut into your neck, and glass was cutting into your skin. Slowly, your eyes began to close and the blackness surrounded you.

Back at the apartment, Ross was pacing about, waiting for you to come back. Part of him knew he was wrong to accuse you of cheating but he was drowned in jealousy so it was hard to make him see that you were loyal. It had been over an hour and you hadn't returned. He was starting to get worried and had no idea where you would have gone. As he went to grab his phone to call you, the landline started ringing and he quickly grabbed it.
"Hello," he said, answering the phone.
"Hi Ross, it's Y/N's Dad, she's been in an accident, a terrible accident, can you get down to the hospital?" Your dad asked.
"Yes, I'll be there as soon as I can," Ross replied before putting down the phone.
He called the group on the way to the hospital and they all said they'd meet him there. Ross sped to the hospital, blaming himself for you getting hurt. "Why did I have to accuse her of cheating, if I'd have just stopped being an ass, she's be perfectly fine," he thought.
When he reached the hospital, he saw your dad instantly who led him to your room. Before he went inside Ross stopped your dad. "Is she awake?" Ross asked.
"She's currently unconscious, the nurses said it could be up to 48 hours before she wakes up," your dad responded.
Ross slowly walked into your room, wincing when he saw your battered state. You were connected to a heart rate monitor and the cuts and slices on your body were visible. He sat down in the chair next to your bed, softly holding your hand. "I'm so sorry Y/N, I'm a jealous idiot and it could of cost you your life," he mumbled, a tear sliding down his cheek.
A nurse walked in and smiled sympathetically at Ross. "Is she going to be okay?" He asked.
"We hope so sir, she has many cuts from glass, a broken arm, a broken ankle and she's required stitches in a few places but we are certain she will wake up soon," the nurse responded.
Ross stayed by your side all through the night and all through the next day. The group brought Ross food and gave him comforting words. The next night at around eleven, your eyes slowly began to open. You struggled to adjust to the bright light and the unbearable pain that had hit you instantly. You felt slight pressure on one of your hands so you looked over and made out a blurry figure that had its head on your hand. After a few minutes your eyes finally adjusted to your surroundings and you recognised the figure as Ross. You tried to talk but it came out as a muffled noise but this instantly caught Ross' attention. "Oh thank god your awake," he said, sighing with relief," I'm gonna go grab a nurse, I'll be back."
He pressed a kiss to your head before disappearing out of the door. He returned quickly with a nurse in tow who smiled brightly at you. "Hi Y/N, how are you feeling?" She asked.
"Sore," you whispered.
"You were in a bad accident Y/N but it's a good sign that you've regained consciousness so quickly," the nurse grinned.
She helped you drink some water and then changed your bandages. She soon left, telling you she would check up on your later on. Ross had held your hand the whole time, not wanting to let go of your for even a second. "Y/N I'm sorry for what I said to you," he suddenly said.
"It's okay Ross, I just want you to trust me," you mumbled.
"I do trust you, I just get jealous and it gets the best of me, I'm so sorry baby, I really am," he replied kissing your hand.
"I forgive you Ross, I love you too much to stay mad at you," you said, a small smile creeping onto your face.
"I love you too, so much," he grinned, softly moving hair from your face.
"I'm feeling a little tired, do you mind if I close my eyes for a while?" You asked.
"Of course not, I'll be right here when you wake up," he responded before leaning over and pressing his lips to yours carefully.