Somehow, I Found You Again

Chapter 13 - Hospital

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WARNING! WARNING! WARNING!

This chapter is really, really, really, really REALLY sad, i cried writing it. I just wanted to warn everyone before hand but i would definetly read it. 

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Autumn's P.O.V

The car trip was long and silent. Not an awkward silence but a normal peaceful kind of silence. He knew what I was going through; well at least I think he knows what I am going through. I am so grateful he came over and offered to drive me to the hospital. I sighed and leaned against the window. What's going to happen to them? Are they ok? The doctor never really gave me any details... I sniffed and stared at the one little star in the sky. I shut my eyes.

"Please let them be ok." I whispered. Shivers poured down my body as I remembered the exact words the doctor said.

"They both are in critical condition." More bounced through my head.

"Crash." "Wreck." "Hospital." "Emergency room." "Damaged." "Internal injuries." "Bad" The words that I thought I would never have to hear never have to even imagine thinking about with my own half siblings. I don't care if they are my half siblings; they were and always will be my brother and sister. I love them too much to call them half siblings. I let a tear fall down my cheek. I might not have them for much longer. I squeezed my eyes shut trying not to sob. I might not be an older sister anymore; I might not be a younger sister anymore. I might not have my siblings. Tears rushed down my face. I tried to stop thinking badly but it was hard knowing my siblings could die, or already be dead. I run my fingers through my hair as tears continued to spill out of my eyes. Thomas grabbed my free hand and lightly squeezed it. I gave him a small smile, which he returned. My thoughts were filled with nervousness as we got closer and closer to the hospital.

            We finally pulled into the parking lot of the hospital. I jumped out of the car and ran inside. Thomas was right behind me. I ran up to the desk, the lady at the counter stared at me like I was crazy. I probably looked like crap.

"Tori- Victoria and William Rousse." I said. Thomas came up behind me and grabbed my hand. My heart was pounding as we waited for the lady to give me the answer to where my siblings were.

"ICU, rooms 465 and 469. Floor 17" She said. I thanked her and ran to the elevator. I desperately pressed the up button. Thomas came next to me panting.

"Slow down." He wheezed. I snapped a glare at him and he shut up. The elevator opened and I pressed the 17 button. The elevator ride was the longest three minuets of my entire life. When the door opened I rushed out and ran down the hall looking for rooms 465 or 469 which ever I came upon first. 469 was the first, surprisingly. I put my hand on the handle and stopped. Do I really want to know what's in there? What's waiting for me on the other side? I closed my eyes and opened the door so slowly it felt like eternity. When the door finally creaked open I let my eyes flutter open. A single bed sat in the middle of the room. A body lied on it, connected to tubes and wires that were connected to machines. A faint beeping sound came from one of the machines. Thomas finally found me and gave me a look. I let my gaze fall upon the face of my little brother William. I walked slowly over to him and sat down on the chair that was placed right next to his bed, near his face. He was sleeping, or at least I think he was. No he was, his chest rose and fell. I continued to scan his body. His arms were covered in scraps, scratches, bruises and bandages. His left arm was in a cast. I held back a sob. I could see a large bandage covering his shoulder on his right side. My heart was breaking even more. Finally I looked at his face, preparing for the worst. His head was neatly wrapped in a white or was white bandage that was now stained with the deep crimson of blood. His right eye was swollen and purple, he had a long cut on his cheek that was held together by stiches and his lip was swollen and had dried blood on them. Tears fell on cheeks.

"Oh Will." I whispered holding his hand. I shook my head as more tears fled through my eyes. Thomas put a hand on my shoulder but I barely noticed it. Right now Will and Tori were in my head. All feelings lost besides sorrow, lost, pain and now sinking in depression. I kissed Will's hand and got up not being able to see him any longer.

"I love you." I whispered to Will.

I need to go find Tori. Thomas knew exactly what I was doing and held my hand. I stared at him could see tears in his own eyes. I nodded just slightly and we left the room going to search for 465.

            We found the room. 465. Thomas opened it because I was afraid of what lied on the other side. When we walked in Tori was lying in her bed, sleeping just like Will. I walked over and this time stood up to see her injuries. Her leg was in a purple cast being held up by a sling that fell from the ceiling, her arms were also covered in scratches and bruises. Her left eye was black and blue and her lip was swollen. There was a gash on her forehead but it didn't seem to bad because there was neither stiches nor a bandage. I let my tears flood down my cheeks. She did seem a lot better then Will, which didn't help because that means Will got the worst of it. I cried into Thomas's chest. He hugged me back letting me cry. A doctor then came in.

"Are you family of Victoria?" The doctor asked. I pulled away from Thomas and he held my hand.

"Yes I'm her half sister." I said wiping some tears off.

"All right. Are you her only family member? What about her parent?" She asked. My heart pained with the memory of my mom and Drake, who I considered my own father.

I shook my head knowing if I spoke about them I would end up bawling my eyes out even more.

"Ok well I have some good news and some bad news." She said. I hate when people say this kind of crap.

"Bad news, she is seriously injured and has to stay here for a long time, good news she will more or likely live through this." The doctor said. My heart rose a little.

"She has a small concussion, broken leg, she had a small puncture in her stomach which has been fixed some cuts and bruises but other then that she is fine." The doctor said. I sighed in relief but it still wasn't right. William.

"What about my-" A loud alarm sort of thing went off. The doctor's eyes went big and she excused herself and ran out the room. I looked at Thomas worryingly. His expression was the same as mine. I rushed out the room and saw several doctors running down the hall towards Will's room. They were shouting something. I only got one word out of all the chaos.

"Dying."

My heart sank at that one single word that changed everything. I ran down the hall following the doctors. I had to know whom they were talking about even though I already know. They turned into Will's room and I followed. I stood in the doorway as they surrounded my little brother's body. A doctor shouted something and another grabbed two things and shouted '1 2 3 CLEAR' and then pressed the metal things to Will's chest causing him to bounce up slightly. They repeated the action for a good ten minuets before everything fell silent except a small continuous noise that would haunt me for the rest of my life.