*Sam's POV*
It has been five hours since I sat on the chairs along the hallway. I had been staring at the same white walls for about an hour. With a worried face, I strolled back and forth along the hallway from one end to another while Rachel, Finn and the rest sat down quietly and say a little prayer for Quinn. In my heart, I was silently praying for Quinn who was being treated in the operating theatre. Beads of perspiration trickled down my forehead as I was pacing up and down. I felt lost. Hopefully Quinn could make it through. She's been facing many obstacles in her life.
"I felt so bad..It's my fault.. I've distracted her. I texted her and then she met with an accident. It's..all..my..fault.." Rachel sobbed.
"Rachel don't say that. It wasn't your fault. Quinn was in the right way. It's that van driver who was at fault. He exceed the speed limit. He was speeding and he ran into Quinn's car. We're all worried. Just pray for her." I told Rachel.
"Yeah Rach, Sam's right. Don't feel bad" Artie said.
"Absolutely.. I agree with Sam. Just keep calm and say a little prayer" Mercedes voiced out her opinion.
I kept on pacing up and down until a male doctor dressed in a surgeon's coat called us. Santana, Mercedes, Finn and I followed the doctor while the rest stayed at the waiting area. All of us were hoping for good news.
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