The Bad Boy (Jack Gilinsky)

Chapter Twenty Five

The only sound I could hear was the faint sound of the heart monitor beside the bed. I repetitively shut my eyes, hoping that this was all a dream. Of course that would be too good to be true because every time I reopened my eyes I could still see the depressingly plain wall of the hospital room. I was alone in the room, with wires attached to all parts of my body.

I had no concept of time at this point. I didn’t know whether it had been 4 hours since the accident or weeks. All I know is that the last thing I saw was the headlights of a car coming right towards the car at full speed. I could have called out for help but I knew as soon as I did the tranquility I felt right now would be gone. I spent the next few minutes either concentrating on my breathing or trying to remember as much as I could from the night. I remember downing God knows how many shots and getting into a fight with Jack. Jack. Where was he? He was the only person I needed to see right now. 

"Jack!" I called out at the top of my lungs as tears began to stream down my face at my desperation for his presence. I let out a sigh of relief as he ran frantically through the door. Wearing the same clothes he had been wearing that night which informed me that it had only been merely a few hours since the accident. “Baby..I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry this is all my fault" He said kneeling down beside me holding my hand tightly. He looked up at me with tear filled eyes. I could actually feel myself gasp. Never ever in my whole time of knowing Jack Gilinsky, have I ever seen him cry. It just proved to me he really did care about me.

I was so lost in my thoughts that I had forgot to respond to Jack. "Please Baby just say something. I’m so sorry" He said putting his hands in his face. "It’s okay" I managed to push out weakly. “Thank God you’re okay” Jack said grabbing my face gently as he kissed me with such passion. "I’m so sorry" He repeated over and over. His wet tears dripping on to my forehead. "Jack it’s okay, you didn’t do anything" I told him. It was that moment that I realised Jack didn’t drive me home that night. “Sam? Where’s Sam? Is he okay?” I felt myself begin to hyperventilate. Jack said nothing. "Jack..where is Sam" I said in a stern tone. “They’re not sure..he hasn’t woken up yet” Jack said taking a seat.“What? No no no this is not happening. This is all my fault” I said beginning to cry hysterically. “Babe, calm down please” Jack said allowing me to squeeze his hand as he held me in his arms.

Suddenly my monitor began to beep frantically. Before I knew it there were a handful of nurses around me as another told Jack he had to leave. He protested but eventually obliged. “Please tell me he’s okay” I begged one of the nurses.“Who sweetie?” She asked me as if I was insane."Sam, my friend Sam who was in the accident with me" I yelled at her. “Maybe you should get some rest first?” She suggested but it felt like more of a demand. “Just tell me he’s alright for fuck sake!” I screamed at her.

They must have given me some sleep medication because the next think I knew I woke up dazed and confused in the hospital bed again. But this time I wasn’t alone. But I wasn’t accompanied by the person I wanted. Instead Lexi sat opposite me. We sat there in silence for a moment. "How are you feeling?" She asked me. "Where’s Jack?" I asked her ignoring her question. "Answer my question first" She demanded. "I’m fine. Where’s Jack?" I said through my teeth. "He’s downstairs, you’re only allowed family right now" She told me. I sighed rolling my eyes. “So what’s the damage?” I asked her. "Few broken ribs, broken leg and a concussion" She told me and I nodded, slightly impressed that it wasn’t worse.

"And Sam?" I asked her not sure if I wanted an answer. "He’s stable, still unconscious but stable. They said they can almost guarantee he will be fine, but it’s too early to be certain" And with that I let out a sigh of relief. "Thank God" I silently whispered to myself. "Do you remember anything that happened?" She asked me and I shook my head. "I’m guessing a drunk driver?" I assumed. She nodded at me. “Of course, some asshole being to lazy to get a taxi and Sam and I have to pay the price for it” I said shaking my head in disgust.

"So when can I get out of this hell hole?" I asked unravelling myself from the mountain of blankets that covered me. “You have to stay here for at least three days” She told me. “Great..” I said rolling my eyes. "I’m just glad you’re okay" Lexi said. “Well obviously?" I said frowning at her. "It’s a pity that crash didn’t know the sarcasm out of you huh?" She said smirking at me. "Where’s Mom?" I asked her. "Downstairs getting you flowers I think, she hasn’t slept so I think I’ll send her home soon" I just nodded in agreement.

"You should probably get some sleep" Lexi suggested. "Lexi, I just slept for like 12 hours" I protested. "Kendall.." She sighed.I knew there was no use arguing with her about this. “Fine..” I said rolling over and shutting my eyes.

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