•jonah•
i swear it wasn't my fault. deep down i believe that swear, but i can't help feeling the blame. the car hit so hard it knocked megan out almost immediately. me, i barely got hit, well the parts of me that wasn't somewhat draped over megan's, trying to shield her from as much of the hit as i could, no matter how it effected me. the instant hit didn't hurt as much as i thought it would but i knew, though, i would feel it later. i could feel myself crying even though i wasn't doing it intentionally. she was probably gone and it was my fault. i wasn't in the right mind state to drive. my head was ringing and the side of my body that i used to protect megan was aching. i felt dizzy as i was being trapped in my thoughts. moments after the actual crash i heard everything and i could see everything. everyone looked really compacted and everything was blurry in my eyes. i'm pretty sure i was in shock but i didn't care. i only cared about her. i tried to look behind me to see my friends but i wouldn't move. i could hear the small cries of fear. everyone probably had concussions from the headrests in front of them. i could hear corbyn screaming daniels name very clear. i tried once more to look behind me at my friends, and failed. more tears fell from my eyes as i imagined what happened back there. i couldn't think much longer before everything left my sight and i started to feel it all. all the pain from protecting her. i remember screaming so loud i was scared of myself. i remember thinking about the pain, better me than her. then it was gone.
when i woke up nothing felt real. the room i was in felt like it did in the movies or books. the room was blanketed in such a clear off white color and held only the bed i laid in and a few machines next to me. after snapping into reality i looked around myself. i didn't look too horrible. i had a big white cast covering my arm, the arm i used to protect her. from all i could see i just had a broken arm. that was, until i tried to move. the second i tried to move i felt a sharp stab in my side. i immediately looked frantically around until i came across the brightly visible red button next to my arm. slowly moving to get it, i held my breath in pain. i press's the button and in less than a minute a small nurse rushed into my room. once she saw i was in no real life threatening situation, she relaxed, and pulled up a chair i didn't see next to the bed. i looked at the smiling brunette next to me before opening my mouth to speak.
"megan." i spoke softly. the nurses smile was soon replaced by an almost frown. her small action caused my heartbeat to quicken and my nerves to roar in fear. the machine on the other side of my bed started to beep. the nurse rushed to the beeping and a few presses later the beeping stopped.
"she will be fine, but it will take time." she spoke as clear as i had. i loosened up my once tense state as the short woman sat back down next to me.
"my friends." i said as i looked back at her, barley moving.
"they are here. you, the girl you spoke of, and a brunette boy are the only seriously injured. everyone was injured in some way, but nothing too bad. a few headaches and concussions." she spoke. i groaned at her speaking of megan and daniel.
"can i see corbyn? he's the blond tall boy." i asked the woman quietly. she nodded before slowly walking out of the room, leaving me to my thoughts.
•corbyn•
although we've only been waiting an hour, it feels like a lifetime. after it happened jack was the first out of the car. he immediately called an ambulance who arrived shortly after. as my gaze left jack, i safely escorted christina out of the car and over by jack, before making sure zach and alex were out. i watched, moments before, as jonah practically threw himself defensively over megan. i watched as daniel tried to protect himself as much as he could. i tried to get to him but it was too late. jonah moved faster towards megan than i ever could towards anyone or anything. once the ambulance arrived megan, jonah, and daniel were all out unconsciously in stretchers and rushed into the ambulance truck. we all hopped in the second ambulance that had followed the first. we all sat on the two benches that aligned the inside of the truck, as the vehicle hurried away. a few people in the truck, tended to us, but at least my mind was elsewhere. who was to know what was going to happen.
zach, who had been straight behind daniel, had the worst concussion out of all of us. he would be okay in an hour or so, as would the rest of us. we could all walk, as proved when we walked out of the truck and into the hospital ourselves. i immediately rushed to the front desk and frantically asked for my friends.
"just take a seat sir and calm down. i'll give you the room numbers as soon as i find out." the older woman at the front desk told me as she pointed to the couple of love-seats and chairs in the corner. nodding i guided myself and my friends to that area. and so we sat. and waited. for an hour.
"corbyn?" i heard a strangers voice say from across the room. i snap my head up and look to find a short brunette in nurse scrubs looking in my direction. i get up, a little too fast for my head, and walk over to her. her emotionless face looks at me before opening the door and guiding me down a long hallway. she continued to tell me about jonah's state as we walked.
"jonah asks for you." she says finally stopping at the door in front of us. i nodded at her with gratitude as she moved away with a smile. taking a deep breath, i opened the door.
authors note
i'm so sorry i suck at writing but i hoped you enjoyed this chapter. also i'm sorry my updating schedule isn't very well, i've had major writers block for the past couple of days and have forgotten to post. thanks for reading and make sure to comment and vote! question of the chapter: what's your favorite emoji? mines the black circle cause of corbyn. lmao comment if you get that joke. ⚫️. also make sure to check out my fan account for the boys on insta @humblejonahmarais
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