Chapter Twenty Six

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Kate's POV

We walked through the main doors with Alex still clutching tightly onlo my hand. We went straight up to the reception desk. "Hello we are here to visit Ryan  Beaumont and Andrew Fowler", Ben told the lady at the desk. "Take the last left down this corridor and then they're the last doors on the right", she said to us. 

I don't even know what kind of condition Andy is in but I really hope he's doing okay. I'm praying it's nothing major. All these thoughts have my head spinning, I just want to be able to hug him. The corridor seemed to go on forever. There was a strong smell of cleaning products and hospital food. The smell was making my stomach turn. It felt like all the walls were closing in on top of me. The white tiles were making me dizzy and more than anything I wanted to run away. 

"Well missy, this is your stop.", Alex said whilst hugging me. Brook put his arm around my shoulder as we said goodbye to the others as they went down to Ryes room. We were just ready to walk into Andy's room when we heard a blood curdling scream coming from Ryes room. We soon saw Mikey run out completely breaking down. 

"I don't know whether I can face this Brook", I said looking at him. "You can! I'll be right beside you and I promise I won't leave you no matter what state he's in", he replied holding up my chin. I gave him a long hug before we walked in. 

I just fell to the ground. He looked so helpless lying in bed. Not a move from him. The only sound was the heart monitor and the sobs coming from his Mam. He looked so pale like the blood had drained from him. He had a black eye and a really deep cut from his hair line to his eyebrow that looked freshly stitched. His leg was raised upon pillows and was all tightly wrapped up. He looked so fragile. I walked over and grabbed his hand noticing a few cuts on them as well. "He's going to be okay! The doctors said that he should wake up soon but he hit his head quite hard so he has to rest up. Other than that he has a few scratches here and there and a fractured leg. But he's not in as bad as a condition as they originally thought considering how bad the accident was, he was extremely lucky", his mam looked up at me. Brook went over to give her a hug knowing how hard it must be having your only child lying in a hospital beside you. 

I just look at her and burst into hysterics. "I'm so so so sorry!! He wouldn't be in this situation if it wasn't for me...", I said running out of the room. She followed asking brook to stay with him for awhile. "Hey don't blame yourself! It was as much his fault, he shouldn't have walked out and he should've trusted you", she told me. "But if I didn't mess around with Jack we wouldn't be in this situation right now", I tell her. "You don't know that though, this could of happened anytime, it just so happened to be today!", she replied taking my hand and rubbing it like he does. "I also happened to scroll through his phone and came across this video", she said handing me his phone. He was sat on a log with tears streaming down his face singing Jealous by Labrinth. "He always wanted to perfect this on the piano", I told her, "Yesterday he was practicing it and he told me that to make sure I don't replace him". Now thinking about that that explains why he got so angry today. 

I just want him to wake up. I need him, I need to tell him how much I love him. We walk back in and I take his hand in mind again and give it a squeeze. With that his machine went ballistic, I jumped up with fear but I calmed down when I felt someone squeeze my hand. I could help but smile at him, finally those ocean blue eyes are open. I missed him more than I thought possible. I hugged him not letting go even though I could feel him wincing. 

"Mucho amor", he said to me.

"I love you too", I replied.

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