Andrew's POV:
I woke up in a white room. White walls. White ceiling. White sheets? I sat up, and realized exactly where I was. The Hospital.
I felt a sharp pain in my head, and began to rub it and felt the bump. "Ow" I whispered to myself. How did I get hurt? And... I looked down to see my leg broken.
"What the hell?" I said out loud. Wait.. Wasn't I on my way to the airport with Jesse? Wait... Oh my God, where's Jesse? I began to panic, as the nurse walked into my room. "Sir?" She asked "is Everything alright?"
"No, it's not!" I said, a little louder than necessary " What happened to me? Where is Jesse?" "Sir you were in a car accident" she replied, a concerned look on her face.
"When they found you, you were unconscious. Your girlfriend is in the room down the hall, But-" and with that I quickly got up, and began to run down the narrow hallway to the best of my ability. "Sir wait!" I heard the nurse yelling after me, but I didn't listen. I just kept running.
I found her room, and walked inside the door out of breath. "Hey Jess, what happ-" I paused as I saw her. Normally so Beautiful, she looked so sad and beaten.
One of her legs were broken as well as an arm. Her face, normally so pink and happy was red and black with bruises. "Jess?" I whimpered. I tried to be strong, but I felt the tear roll down my face.
"Dammit!" I yelled angry that this happened to her, and punched the wall. Not through the wall of course, like all of those movies. " I have got to call Jason."
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That Guy Next Door
Ficção AdolescenteI'm not the hopeless romantic, that falls in love within the first 10 seconds of meeting a guy. And let's be honest, in this situation, it started out like almost all the rest... A guy who's full of himself, and probably polishes the mirrors of his...
