✖️This is part two to a text imagine🤪so if you aren't from Instagram, I suggest you read the text imagines on either @linsknessjohnson or @adorablexjacks
I don't know why he was getting this upset. I was just driving myself to McDonalds. But then again, I'm pregnant and I can't risk anything. I can be a hormonal bitch and cry when it's unexpected and driving under those conditions is risky.
I wish Gilinsky cared. Johnson is texting me saying how I should've texted G or someone to take me. Stupid cravings. God I hate these cravings, they make me feel like I'm going to die without food.
I unlocked the car door and carefully got in, telling Johnson I'm taking care of the situation. I wish Gilinsky was right here next to me, to help me with my pregnancy. But I respect his wishes to sleep at least once before this becomes a habit.
As I buckled myself in, I sent Johnson a text that I was already on my way. I shouldn't be texting and driving, but a simple text wouldn't hurt, would it? Johnson sent me a message saying he's going to pick me up.
He's so caring and sweet. Gilinsky is too but sometimes he has this temper or gets annoyed easily. Sometimes I can't help but wonder if it's my doing. He's going to be a great dad, I know he will. He shows so much love and passion. I can't believe I'm having something that is half his.
Our baby is going to be blessed with the best dad in the world. We'll teach our baby everything there is about life and raise it to be loving and kind. Jack is going to have the most impact, that's for sure. He loves kids and having one of his own is going to be so amazing.
We'll teach our kid how to ride a bike, take them to Jacks shows, travel as a family, and give our baby the love it deserves.
I blinked back happy tears just thinking about our new life together. I reached for my phone, about to message Johnson back when I heard a loud honking. I seen it as if in slow motion, my heart crashing as it beat fast in my ears. My body tensed. I pressed the brakes as hard as I could but it wasn't fast enough.
We crashed into one another and the vehicle spiralled out of control, tipping over and rolling onto the busy street. My ears rang as I saw black.
Gilinsky's POV:
"What if she isn't okay?" Johnson panicked.
My breath hitched in my throat as we raced to the hospital, meeting the ambulance that Y/N was in.
"She has to be. Fuck, she has to be." I muttered under my breath along with profanities.
Everything seemed as though it was a blur. When we got to the car, it was rolled and badly beaten. My princess was being put into the ambulance as we pulled up, so all there was to do, was get to the hospital.
I needed to make sure she was okay. I've never driven faster in my life. Johnson was freaking out and I was in utter shock.
I watched in pain as the paramedics rolled her out of the ambulance. My heart sank further and I cannot describe the hot unforgivable pain that clenched me under its grasp. Tears rolled down my face as I took in the sight before me. My heart broke into a million pieces. Why couldn't it have been me?
Her cheek was bruised in a devilish purple, the very cheeks I kiss every morning. Scratches were displayed lucidly all over her beautiful face. As they rushed her into the emergency room, I followed in pursuit. That was, until a doctor held me back.
"I can't let you go back there sir." I backed away and nodded sorrowfully.
I didn't have the energy to argue and now isn't the time to cause a scene. Instead, both me and Johnson stood in the waiting area. I texted Sammy to let him know what happened and to tell everyone.
