World's Worst Boss

Twenty One

"Help!" Selena yelled in agony. She was in so much pain. She cried as she ached all over. Blood was dripping down her head. Blood was ozzing out of her busted lip. Blood was every where.

She looked over at the passed out Nick. She panicked and shook him. "Nick!" She yelled. No answer. "Nick. wake up!" She yelled again, shaking him harder. "Please Nick..." She stopped and leaned her throbbing head on his chest.

She couldn't loose him. He was the love of her life. Her soul mate. Her other half. The one she wanted to spend the rest of her life with.

"Please wake up..." She trailed. She was loosing a lot of blood. Selena felt dizzy, as if she, too, was about to pass out. "Omg!" A voice yelled in pure shockness. "I'm calling the police." She heard another person say. "I didn't mean it!" The guy cried. "I know, I saw what happened. We can't just leave them here." The woman like voice said.

"Hello? Yes, there was an accident and two people are really hurt. And they don't seem to be moving." The panicked female explained. "64 Jefferson Lane, please hurry!" She yelled.

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Selena saw darkness, pure black. Was she dead? No. She slowly opened her eyes and sat up a bit. "Nick!?" She began to freak out. A nurse rushed in abruptly. "Where's Nick?" She asked. "What happened to Nick!?" She cried.

The nurse went by her side to comfort her. Her patient had a bandage around her head, due to incident. She also had briuses and scratches all over her face. A busted lip and a black eye was present.

"Honey, you need to calm down." The nurse said. Selena looked at the nurse through her tears. "Where's Nick?" She whispered. The nurse sighed and gave a sympathy look. "He was badly hurt. He's asleep right now and the doctors are doing their best to keep him alive." She informed.

Selena covered her mouth and cried. Her Nick was in pain, while she was fine. She wished it would've been her who got hurt the most. He had a family that loves him, while she lived in a foster home. If she would've died, the only person to grief would be Nick. If Nick died, his whole family and friends would grief. She had nothing going for her, he did.

"Look, I'm going to talk to his parents, I'll be right back." The nurse said sweetly before taking off. She continued to cry. Her black eye throbbed as the salt water surrounded it. She wiped her tears and laid back. The only thing she could do was to have hope that her Nick would still be alive.

Meanwhile With Nick...

"He is undergoing surgery as we speak." The nurse assured them. Denise nodded as she cried. Her baby boy was in pain. "Will he be alright?" Paul asked, frightened. "I can't say..." She said sympathetically. He gave a nod and hugged his wife.

"And there was a passenger with him during the accident." She said. "Is that person alright?" Paul asked. She nodded and frowned. "She's a little bit broken up and she's grieving over your son." She said. "What room is she in?" Denise asked. "Room 224, just down the hall." She said and left.

Denise didn't hesitate to go to the room. She didn't bother to knock either. She opened the door to see a girl laying in the hospital bed. She was crying. Her head was wrapped in bandage, her face had lots of bruises, and she had a black eye.

"H-hi." Denise greeted. She walked a bit closer to the bed. Selena looked up as she wiped her tears. "Hi." She replied. She nodded and sat at the edge of the bed. "So, it's finally nice to meet Nick's famous girlfriend. I'm Denise, his mother." She smiled weakly and held her hand out. She shook it slightly. "I'm Selena." She whispered.

Denise smiled. "Honey I know. I hear it non stop everyday day." Selena smiled. "He really loves you." She added. "I love him too." She cried. Denise went in and hugged her. "Is he going to be okay?" She said through her tears. "Hopefully he will. Right now he's in surgery. They said he hit his head very hard." She informed.

"It's all my fault, I'm so sorry." She cried. Denise pulled away and looked in her eyes. "How is it your fault honey?" She wiped her tears. She sniffed and fiddled with her fingers, something she always does when she wants to say something. Nick thought it was cute.

"H-he was drinking a lot at the party. Someone slipped a pill in his drink, and so he went crazy. I tried to calm him down by bringing him upstairs, you know, somewhere quiet. After about an hour, he calmed down. And so I thought he was sober, so I had him drive us on home. And on the way, he ran the red light and t-this huge truck came full speed into the car and the next thing I knew, Nick was out cold, and I saw red everywhere." She informed. Tears slipped from her eyes as she began to sob.

Denise, too, was crying. She gave Selena a hug and rubbed her back. "Honey, it's not your fault." She said. Selena pulled away and shook her head. "It is! I should've waited a little bit longer and he would've been fully sober." She said. Denise disagreed. "The person to blame is Nick and the person whoever gave him the drugs. He shouldn't have been drinking, he's underage and he knows that." Denise said a little angry.

Selena didn't know what to say. She didn't want to blame Nick for being a teenage boy. Sure they drink when underaged. Sure they're stupid enough to be spiked. Sure they run red lights, they're boys!

"Do you know who spiked his drink honey?" Denise asked seriously. Selena debated whether to tell her Logan had spiked Nick's drink. Logan would be arrested and she would be the cost of his arrest. Logan is Nick's best friend and it would'nt be right! He was being what guy best friends do: to make sure they're buddy have a good old time, and it seems like Nick did have a good time. Up until the accident.

Selena stiffened and bit her busted lip. "No, I just found him chugging down some beer." She lied. Denise gave a nod and stood to her feet. "Well, thank you sweetie. I'll let you know how the surgery went." She smiled. "Mrs. Jonas." Selena called. Denise turned around just in time before she was out of sight. "Yes?" She asked. Selena swallowed the huge lump that was in her throat and fiddled with her fingers. "What is it honey?" She walked back into the room. She had caught up on her little habbit, you know, with the fiddling fingers.

"Would Nick go to jail because he drank?" Selena asked. Denise frowned and brushed her thumb againts Selena's swollen and bruised cheek. "He might, but who knows. He was badly hurt, so I think he's learned his lesson." Denise joked. "Right..." Selena said awkwardly. "I'll see you soon Selena." Denise nodded. She cracked a small smile before leaving.