It was the average Tuesday afternoon. Gavin and Michael were headed home from Roosterteeth. Michael usually dropped Gavin off at Geoff's house because it was on the way. Gavin and Michael were laughing like they normally do as they passed jokes back and forth.
A few miles away from the house Michael came to an intersection, they continued to talk and when Michael got the green light, he went, but was suddenly stopped. A green SUV ran the red light and creamed the side of Michaels car. The driver of the SUV, which was a teenage girl, that was texting and driving died on impact. Michael groaned loudly as the dust settled, he already heard people yelling and sirens. "Gavin!" Michael yelled but didn't hear anything "Gavin! Gavin talk to me!" He cried as the pain finally set in. "Sir how many people are in the car!" am EMT called out. "T-two!" Michael said through sobs.
They were both taken to the hospital in ambulances. The EMT's wouldn't tell Michael about Gavin. Michael was worried and the stress from worrying made his head throb. He laid in the back of the ambulance sobbing. Crying out for Gavin.
When Michael got to the hospital he was alert. "Where's Gavin!?" He wouldn't stop asking but the nurses responded with this same thing over and over. "Just wait, sweetie." Ten maybe 20 minutes later Geoff arrived in a hurry. "Where are they?!" He asked the nurse at the desk... "Who, sir.." She said as she copped an attitude. He narrowed his eyes. "Michael Jones and Gavin Free." The lady took as long as she wanted before coming back to her desk. "You can see Jones but you can't see Free." "Why can't I see, Gavin?" "That's confidential sir..." She grunted. Geoff took a deep breath and cleared his head before he started yelling in a hospital. "Can I please have Michael's room number." He sighed. "611." She said before turning away and yelling a group of nurses what to do next.
"611, 611, 611." Geoff repeated to himself as he hurried down the hallway. "600, 602, 604, 606,... 611!" He said before taking another deep breath and knocking on the door before going inside. "Oh sweet God, Geoff!" Michael said as he put his glasses on. He had a cast on his left arm and a bandage on his ankle. "What happened?!" Geoff said as he hugged michael's neck. "Oh my god I'm so glad you're alive.. Do you know about Gavin?" Geoff asked, Michael perked up a bit. "Nothing! They won't tell me anything.. Did they tell you something?!" Michael asked. "No, they wouldn't even tell me the room number.." Geoff sighed as he sat down in the chair in the corner. "Well this is what happened.." Michael started.
"Well to start off with, it wasn't my fault, she had ran a red light." He paused trying to remember. "She hit us, officers came about twenty minutes ago as they were putting the cast on.. They told me she died but since it was her fault, nothing was going to be held against me.. I have a broken arm and a sprained ankle.. That's all that's wrong with me.." He paused again "Except I'm so damn worried about Gavin. I'm sure they would have told me something by now, Geoff.. They won't tell me anything.. What if he dies, Geoff? How will I be able to live with myself? I would have killed him.. It would be my fault." Michael said as he took his glasses off and put his good hand to his face and made little sniffles. "Make sure he doesn't die Geoff.. Do as much as you can.. Please.." Michael said as he spoke through small sobs.
Geoff walked back into the hall way to see if he could find a doctor instead of a snobby nurse. He found a man with a grey beard taking off gloves after coming out of a room. "Sir?" Geoff spoke up. "Yes, young man?" The doctor said. "I'm a very close friend of Gavin Free's. Umm. I'm his boss and he also lives with me.. The nurses won't tell me or my friend Michael Jones anything about his condition.. Is he okay? Is he at least alive?" Geoff said hoping for the best but preparing for the worst.
The doctor gave a stern face. "Follow me.." He said and walked down the hall way.
Silently they walked to the elevator and entered it and went to the 5th level. "He's in the ICU." The doctor said as he swiped his card to be let inside. "Me and my brother, Doctor Taylor are his supervisors.. We normally don't let people in this part of the ICU..." The doctor who then said his name was Doctor Andrew. "Thank you so much, Doctor." Geoff said as they stopped in front of a door. Geoff took a deep breath as the doctor opened the door. He stepped in and opened the door all of the way so Geoff could step in. The doctor walked into the room and slid the curtain open. Geoff gasped and placed his hands over his mouth. "He's lucky he's not dead.." The doctor said as he checked his stats. Gavin had a breathing tube and all sorts of monitors and needles in him. "He has a serious concussion.. He's in a coma, we don't know for sure if he's going to make it out or not.. Right now he's looking pretty good.. Like I said.. He could be dead.." The doctor shook his head as he patted Gavin on his bruised hand. "He should be able to hear you... Would you like to say anything? I can step outside.." "Oh, Doctor that would be great." Geoff said as he walked to the side of the hospital bed. He held Gavin's hand as the doctor left. "Gavin, if you can hear me.. I'm so sorry this has happened.. Michael is a mess right now because he fells like he's done this to you... We're all here for you, Gavin.." Geoff said as he squeezed his best friends hand. "I hope you come out of this.. We'd all be lost without you.." He said as he stepped away from the bed and sniffed as his eyes started to sting. "We love you, Gavin.." Geoff said before finally leaving the room.