Chapter 13

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by Jonah126

by Jonah126

~CC'S P.O.V~

Andy is with me when I go to collect Ashley from hospital. He's been in there for about 3 months now due to his injuries, but the doctors have told us that he can come home now.

"You ok there?" Andy asks.

"Yeah, just excited." I beam.

"I can tell," he laughs, "you're jumping up and down like some sort of puppy."

"Is that why they call it puppy love?" I chuckle.

Andy and I start laughing. He grabbs my head and shakes it.

"Stop. With. The. Fucking. Puns." He cries.

We both sit in the waiting room, still laughing. Some doors open and a figure with a clipboard approaches. They have a name tag saying: Dr. Ryan.

"Hello, are you two friends of Mr.Purdey's?" He asks us.

"Yeah we are." Andy and I say in unison.

"Well, there have been some..complications." He frowns, "I think you should come with me."

Andy and I look at each other and sweat nervously. Andy grabs my hand and we begin to follow Dr.Ryan.

We're taken to an elevator and are sent to floor 11; Internal injuries.

We are lead to a room at the west wing of the ward and are taken to a large room.

Ashley.

He's hooked up to a machine.

"Wh-wha-What happened?" I stutter, tears forming.

"The accident did more damage than we thought, especially to his heart, liver, and kidneys." A nure explained, "we need to keep him here for a while."

We stare at what appears to be a plae, lifeless Ashley. All sorts of wires and cables are either hooked to him or are going inside him. He doesn't look right.

I tear up and bury my head into Andy's arm. Andy quickly takes me out of the room and I break down sobbing. Andy sits me down on a chair and rocks me while I drech him in tears, singing soothing melodies to me as he does so.

"Shh shh, there there Chris. It'll all be ok." He consorts, "there there."

My tears stream from my eyes faster and I grip Andy tighter, but not too tight, I don't want to break him. My cries are louder and I'm trying to take short breaths between each sob, but I can't help but sob more.

Andy picks me up and takes me to the bathroom so I can wash my face, but I don't feel like doing anything. Not now. Andy brings a peice of toilet paper to my face and dries it. But I soon cry again, Andy holds me and sob into him once more.

When I finally stop crying we leave the bathroom and head to the parking lot. A dismissal feeling hangs in the air as we get in the car.

Why did it have to be Ashley?
Why?