One Day
James Maslow was walking through the hall of the hospital crying looking for his moms room. He had got a call earlier saying his mom and little sister were in a serious car wreck, and his sister got killed on impact. He was running blindly through the hospital, when he ran into some one.
James: oh god... Im sorry...
?: its okay im fine... Are you?
James: um... My mom was in a car wreck... Do you know where the E.R is?
?: um.. Down the hall to the left...
James: thank you... My name is James by the way.
?: Shay :)
James smiled and walked toward the end of the hall. When he got to the room where his mom was he broke down crying even more. 'She's really dying' he thought to himself. He suddenly heard a familiar voice behind him.
James: Grandma?
JG: Oh honey you look like a mess.
James: Grandma... That's not funny.
JG: Honey I know... But hey your moms gonna be okay.
Then all of the sudden he heard beeping coming from his moms room. James ran back to her room to see the doctors look up at him with sympathy.
Doctor 1: I'm sorry son there's nothing we could do.
James: So... She's... Dead?
Doctor 2: Yes... You can say your goodbyes then we need you to leave... I'm sorry for your loss.
The doctors left James crying in the middle of his dead mothers hospital room.
JG: Honey it's okay... You can stay with me...
James: Grandma I don't wanna move...
JG: Don't worry babe, we will stay in your moms house
James: Okay... Grandma?
JG: Yes, honey?
James: Why did this happen to us?
JG: I don't know...
James: Grandma can u give me a minute?
JG: Yeah...
James: Mommy I love you and I promise I'll never forget you...
2 years later
James grown up to be a successful buisness man. He graduated College and was now working as a Laeyer of his own firm in Los Angeles, California. He was running a few errands today so he wouldn't be in the office. James was walking through the busy streets of L.A when he ran into some one.
James: Oh my gosh Im soo sorry! Are you ok?!
The girl looked up at James with tear filled eyes. She looked behind her to see if her abusive boyfriend had followed her. James noticed a large handprint on the side of the poor girls face.
James: Are you ok?
James asked this question again this time noticing the familiar gleam in her eyes. He remembers seeing her the night his mom died in the hospital. He had ran into her then. Her name was Shay.
Shay: Yeah I'm fine. My brother and I were just playing around and he accidentally hit me in the face. No biggie.
For some reason James just didn't believe her. He didn't know if it was the fear she had been trying to hide or since she had kept looking behind her as if some one was chasing her. James: Well you look cold. Come on I'll take you home.
James led her over to his porshe and she just stood there looking at it.
James: Is something wrong? He asked holding open the passenger side door.
Shay: No I'm good.
Shay climbed into his car as he shut the door behind her she let out a shakey breath. James got his phone out and opened his car door.
James: I need to make a call I won't be but a minute.
James closed back the car door standing outside his car. He dialed the number to his officr telling his assistant to reschedule everything for the next day. James got un his car and pulled out of his reserved spot and started driving South.
Shay: Why do you want to help me?
James just looked shocked it was in his nature to help people so he didn't really have an answer.
James: I don't know... You're very pretty so that would make pimps notice you and I'm not going to let you get hurt. Me being a lawyer and all.
Shay just looked at him as he drove. She couldn't believe what he just said. Did he really just say I was pretty? Shay thought this the entire trip to Santa Monica. How did James know she lived in Santa Monica? That's were he assumed she was from because that's were his mom died.