{don't hate me k}
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Luke's POV
"Hello?" I answer.
That is when my whole world turned upside down.
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"Mr. Hemmings?" The man speaks. He sounds sophisticated.
"Speaking?" Who the hell..
"Hello. This is Dr. Florent. You are the boyfriend of Emily Hanson, am I correct?" Shit.
"Yes, okay? I'm her boyfriend. What the hell happened? Who is this?"
"You see, Ms. Hanson was in an accident." My entire body went cold. It was ice. Head to toe. My mind was spinning. I felt like I was going to get sick.
"Just get here as soon as you can." The line goes dead.
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Within 15 minutes, I pull up to the hospital.
"Emily Hanson." I let out a whimper after her name fell from my lips.
"394."
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"A coma?" The word brings bile to my throat.
"She could wake up in a matter of days. Nothing major, life threatening. But she could have a bit of memory loss when she does wake up." The doctor giggles.
"Just kiddin' ya man. The worst is she could fee nauseous for about a week, may vomit, you know."
"What the actual fuck is wrong with you?!" I seethed.
"Luke." Emily's mother warned as she walked in the door.
"I'm sorry." I hung my head.
"Listen, we are all in a little shock right now, we're all very tense. Maybe you should go lay down for a little bit."
And with that, I left.
I didn't want to leave, and with every mile I drive away from that hospital, I felt more and more desperate to bring her back. I called her phone. I called her fucking cell phone when it's in my damn pocket, knowing she can't answer.
Please come back, Emily.
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OKAY THIS IS CRAPPY AND SHORT BUT IM NOT GONNNA BE IN MY TOWN {not saying where I live lol oops} THIS WEEKEND SO I UPDATED SUPER FAST. EMILY IS NOT DEAD, and I can promise she will NOT die. K? K.
