My vision becomes blurry, I could barely think straight.
I really didn't want to believe Kristina. I didn't.
But he cheated. He actually cheated. He actually FUCKING cheated.
I scream, getting all my emotions out, but it doesn't work. Instead I forgot to stop the car when I saw a truck coming my way. Crashing into my car, and all I see is black.
ethan's pov
Why do I feel bad? SHE cheated on me.
I never did anything. She did it. Yet I'm the one who feels guilty. I shouldn't though. Or should I? I don't know.
All I know is that I have to talk to Kristina and ask her what kind of bullshit she told Emma.
I felt bad for yelling at Grayson to leave some alone when he tried talking to me after Emma left. I decided to get out of my room and talk to him now that I organized my thoughts.
Sort of.
I walk out into the kitchen and see a worried look on his face. He was on the phone with somebody.
He quickly hung up and grabbed his car keys.
"Where you going?" I ask.
"Get in the car. Now." He says stuffing his feet in his shoes. I slip into my slides and follow him out the door, still confused about where we are going.
He starts the car and speeds off, too fast, onto the main road.
"Can you tell me where the hell we are going?" I groan.
"I just got a call from the hospital. Emma got into a car accident." He sighs heavily, rubbing his forehead with his available hand, while the other is on the steering wheel.
My mind goes blank.
This is my fault. This is all my fault. I did this.
I disappointed her.
I let her walk away angry. Sad.
If I only stopped her. If I told her the truth.
If I told her that even with her mistake, I still crave her everyday.
She stays on my mind 24/7. Not a second goes by where she isn't in my head. But I didn't tell her.
And now she sin the hospital.
My thoughts get interrupted when Grayson smacks my arm.
"We're here." He says running out the car. I run after him, reaching the front desk.
"Emma Chamberlain." He quickly asks.
"Room 327." The lady responds. She quickly checks our IDs and takes our pictures, handing us both a sticker. We run up the stairs, not bothering waiting on the elevators.
When we finally reach the room, we see a doctor waiting out.
"I'm Grayson." He walks up to the doctor shaking his hand.
"Hello, Grayson. We only had you in contact because we saw you're missed call on Emma's phone, so we called back." Doctor Martin says.
I read his tag.
But why the fuck did Grayson call Emma?
I shouldn't be worrying about that right now fuck she's in the hospital.
"Do you have her parent or guardians number?" He asks.
"I do." I say, quickly pulling my phone out.
