A/N: Long ass chapter filled with a bunch of typos because I didn't edit :) Enjoy!
Carter
She was already crying and I had only said her name.
"I'm so sorry baby." I hissed as I tried to sit up.
"Honey, be careful." My mother stated harshly. She looked at me with disapproval, probably because I called Elijah baby. She didn't want me to call her at all.
I sighed heavily. "E, stop crying. I'm okay." I muttered softly into the phone.
My mom rolled her eyes.
I closed mine so I wouldn't see her dramatics, they were distracting me from Elijah.
"What..what happened?..I don't.. I'm so sorry. Are you..?" She choked on a sob and my chest did a weird tightening thing.
"Eli." I warned, not wanting her to panic. "Calm down, I'm okay sweetheart, I promise."
Her heavy breathing filtered in and out of my hearing.
"I was on my way back with the pills and I don't really remember what happened but the doctor said I was t-boned at an intersection," She started crying all over again.
I felt bad. I don't mean to stress her out more, I'm supposed to be doing the opposite of stressing her out. I don't know if there's a word for that but..
I heard my mom mumble something under her breath and I get that she's frustrated and scared but I don't get why she's acting this way.
Her attitude's been ugly since the second she found out I was at Eli's house. Which is odd because she never had a problem with me going to Jada's house.
See, she's distracting.
I pulled the phone away from my face. "Ma can you leave?" I asked simply and she looked at me like I was crazy.
"Excuse me?" She quizzed, giving me a chance to correct myself.
But I didn't. "Can you go?"
She was about to say something but I put the phone back to my ear and engaged back in my conversation with my girlfriend.
Eventually I heard the door close.
"Can I come see you?" Elijah's voice was low and raspy, and I wondered if it was like that because of crying or something else.
My head pounded suddenly and I took a deep breath before responding. The dull ache never actually going away.
"Only immediate family is allowed in as of now, but they're going to move me upstairs tomorrow I believe, you can come then."
She got quiet for a long time and I gave her time to process.
"How bad...?" She trailed off.
"Um, I bruised a few ribs. I got stitches on the back of my left arm. And I have a bruise on the top of my forehead which is evidence of head trauma but the doctor said I don't have any bleeding or increase of intracranial pressure which is good. Plus I'm awake which is a good sign, they're keeping me here for a couple days though."
She took multiple deep breaths.
"Are you..are you okay? Like..how do you feel?"
"Umm," I hummed. "I'm okay, it just hurts. Everything hurts." I laughed lightly but even that hurt so I stopped.
"I'm so sorry Carter." Her voice cracked and I knew she was about to cry again.
Everything already hurt, including my heart. I can't handle much more of her crying.
