ethan's pov
"What the hell are you doing here?"
"Most likely the same reason you are here. I came to see Emma." Kristina says raising her flowers.
"Why?" I ask.
"Because she's my friend? Although, I'm surprised that you're here, considering you guys...broke up," She says looking down at her feet.
"How did you even know she was at the hospital," I roll my eyes.
"Same way you found out." She says before walking away.
The fuck does that mean?
I look at the opened elevator, then back at her walking away. I let the elevator close and follow her. I need to make sure she doesn't say some slick shit to Emma.
I turn the corner, and see Grayson standing up at the sight of Kristina, then his eyes widening when he notices me.
"Kr-Kristina? What're you doing here?" He scratches the back of his neck.
She ignores him, knocking on the door, before walking in.
I sit down next to Gray in the waiting room.
"You came back?"
"Uh, yea. I felt bad for leaving you here without a ride." I lie.
He could've easily gone in an uber.
emma's pov
I hear a knock on the door, and then it slowly opening.
"Hey, Emma." She smiles.
What. The. Fuck.
Kristina? In my hospital room? What the fuck?
"Kristina? What're you doing here?" I ask.
"Why is everyone asking that? I cant come see my girl?" She laughs. My mom kindly takes the flowers from her, as she smiles back.
"I'll leave you two alone," My mom says, leaving the room.
Kristina sits in the chair by my bed.
"How are you?" She asks.
"I-I'm good. Just a fractured leg." I say.
"Oh my. Sorry. How did this happen?"
"I guess I wasn't paying attention to the road." I say, remembering the flashbacks.
She just nods her head.
"Listen, Emma. If I ever made you feel bad about whatever I told you about Ethan and I, I'm sorry. That wasn't my intention. I just wanted you to know the truth, that's all." She admits, fiddling with her fingers.
Honestly, I was kind of taken back. She's apologizing? To me?
It was weird. I couldn't tell if it was sincere or just an act.
"It's fine. I understand, wasn't your intention." I awkwardly laugh.
She laughs back, before we hear a knock on the door.
"Come in," I say. The door opens, and in runs James.
"Oh my god, I'm so so sorry I came here as fast as I could." He hugs me.
"It's ok." I laugh hugging me back. He looks at Kristina, then back at me.
"Is everything okay here?" He asks.
"Yes, I was just leaving. Bye Emma. Hope you feel better." Kristina says before leaving the room.
"What was that about?" James takes the seat Kristina was jus sitting in.
"I don't know, honestly. She apologized. It was weird. But it sounded very sincere." I admitted.
"Well, watch out, you know how she is." He warns.
"I know, mom." I tease.
ethan's pov.
Kristina walks out of Emma's room, and smiles at Grayson and I.
"I'll walk you out." I say through my teeth. She just nods her head and waves goodbye at Grayson. We walk silently through the halls, and quietly ride down the elevator, and walk to her car.
"Thank you for walking me." She says, opening her car door before I slam it shut.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" I say.
"I already told you. I came to see Emma. Nothing more." She crosses her arms.
"What have you been telling her? She told me you talked to her the other day!" I yell.
"Oh, so she's talking to you now? How cute." She laughs.
"Cut the bullshit, Kristina. What the fuck have you been telling her!" I shout again.
"Ok, calm down Ethan. I just told her that we kissed. That's it!" She admits.
"Why the fuck would you tell her that? You know she thinks I cheated on her right?" I groan.
"Why do you care anyways? SHE cheated on YOU. You're broken up. Why is it bothering you?"
"It's bothering me, because I'm supposed to be the victim in this. I was the one who got cheated on. Now it's gonna seem that both of us just cheated on each other! And I never fucking cheated on her! YOU tried kissing ME! I'm the one who rejected you! It wasn't even a kiss, god dammit Kristina!" I shout.
"Who cares what the fuck she thinks! You guys aren't together anymore! She cheated on you. Suck it up, Ethan." She says before getting into her car. This time I don't stop her.
I just back away from her car and watch her drive away.
