Trust \\ KELLIC

10

Breathe in, breathe out. Calm yourself down. That was all I was telling myself over and over again to stop myself from having some sort of panic attack. I stared straight ahead from the passenger seat of the car, willing the traffic to move faster even though we were already going over the speed limit anyway.

"What kind of fucking hospital fucking policy is that shit? What they just fucking call me to scare the shit out of me and don't even fucking tell me if he's okay. Fuck this shit," Mike had been rambling on and on, throwing out numerous curse words in his anger. I guess that's how he deals with situations like this. I had no idea how to deal with this though. I was so scared. I was so fucking terrified that Vic could be...no! No he's not. He can't be.

"Seriously a simple 'he's fine' would have been nice. Fuck!" Mike shouted and sped the car up. I gripped the edge of the seats tightly as another kind of fear rose in me. I wanted to tell him to slow down, but I also wanted to get to the hospital quickly. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Mike looking at me.

"Would you look at the road?" I snapped. He did what I told him to do and the car was silent for the first time since we got in. Finally I saw the hospital up ahead.

"Can you call Jaime and Tony and tell them what happened? Please," he said, his tone going back to his usual calm one. I just nodded and fumbled with my phone in my pocket. I took it out and went straight to Jenna's number because I knew she would act calm about this and be able to tell the others, plus, I needed her right now. With shaky hands I put the phone to my ear. Three rings later and she answer.

"Kells, hey, where are you? I thought you were in your room," she said.

"Uh Jen, hey, um...V-Vic...he uh...he-" I couldn't speak anymore. My voice was shaking and barely audible. This is what true fear feels like. It feels like my entire body wants to shut down.

"Put it on speaker," Mike said. I did what I was told and put the phone on speaker.

"Jen, can you hear me?" Mike asked.

"Yeah. Mike, what is going on?" Jenna asked.

"It's Vic. He's been in a car crash," Mike got straight to the point. I winced at the words and tried to push the imagery out of my head of Vic being in a smashed up car, blood covering him, possibly close to death. I let out a sob that I had been keeping in, but I didn't want to cry so I quickly took a deep breath.

"What?! Is he okay?" Jenna asked.

"We don't know. We're on our way to the hospital; the same one we went to when Tony broke his arm," Mike explained.

"Yeah, I know the one. I'll tell the others and we'll be there soon," Jenna said and stopped briefly before adding something else, "And guys...he's going to be fine, okay?"

Mike and I looked at each other. He looked so scared despite how he was trying to put on a brave face. He looked back to the road before muttering an 'okay' and then I hung up the phone, putting it back in my pocket. It wasn't long before Mike had pulled into the parking lot of the hospital and parked the car. Both of us jumped out and ran towards the large building together. Mike was going a lot faster than me, thanks to his long legs, so he reached the front desk first. I caught up to him quickly.

"I'm looking for Victor Fuentes," Mike said urgently to the middle aged lady there. She looked unfazed by his panicked tone. She's probably used to this.

"What's he in for?" she asked casually.

"Car crash," Mike said quickly.

"Car crash, alright. You want to go up to the second floor and ask reception there for a room number," the lady said in a monotone. Mike left the desk quickly heading over to the elevator and I followed, jogging to keep up with him. The elevator opened straight away and we went in. The atmosphere was eerily quiet in there. I could practically hear my own heart beating against my rib cage.