Seth's POV
I was driving towards the restaurant when my phone rang. I decided to leave it and check it later. When I pulled into the parking lot I saw Sam's corvette, but Embry's mustang was nowhere to be seen. I went to call him when my phone rang again. I answered it this time.
"Hello, this is Seth." I said into the phone, hoping it was Embry.
"Mr. Clearwater this Dr. Matthews. I'm sorry to tell you this but Mr. Call was in an accident today." Dr. Matthews stated.
"What do you mean accident?" I asked getting scared.
"A car crash." Dr. Matthews replied.
"Oh god. Is he okay?" I asked leaning against the car.
"We aren't sure Mr. Clearwater. We don't believe that Mr. Call will make it through the morning."
"Oh god. Can I come up and stay with him?"
"Yes you can."
"Alright. Thank you Dr. Matthews." With that I hung up. I slumped to the ground, my head in my hands and started crying.
Sam ran out of the restaurant a minute later.
"Seth what happened?" My best friend asked.
"Embry was in a car crash and he's in the hospital. He's dying. Sam the last thing I said to him was that I hated him." I started sobbing harder.
"Oh my god. Seth I'm so sorry. Do you want me to drive you to the hospital?"
"Please."
"Alright, one minute."
He ran over and told Emily to follow him in the corvette. One minute later we were on our way to see Embry. When we got to the hospital we walked up to the reception desk. The reception lady looked up when she heard us approach.
"How may I help you?" She asked sweetly.
"We're looking for the room that Embry Call is in." I replied quietly.
"Are you guys family? Only family is allowed in the ICU." She said calmly.
"We are the closest thing Embry has to family! I'm pretty much his brother and the guy crying that is Embry's fiance!" Sam shouted.
She looked at me with a look full of pity. I knew then Embry wouldn't wake up. I would forever be his fiance never his husband.
"You may go to his room then. He;s in toom number 413." She turned back to the computer.
I numbly turned towards the elevator and got in. Sam and Emily followed. We rode up to the floor he was on in silence. When we got to his room, Sam was the first to walk in, Emily second, and I went last. I was scared to see the shape that he was in, so I closed my eyes. I sucked in a deep breath and opened my eyes. What I saw shocked me. Embry had tubes and machines attached to him, I could hear the beeping of the heart monitor telling me he was still alive. I walked over next to his bed and collapsed. I buried my face in my hands and sobbed.
"Seth?" Emily said kneeling next to me.
I looked up at her. I couldn't talk I was crying too hard.
"Sam and I are going to go to the waiting room to give you some time with Embry alone." She hugged me, then got up as she and Sam left.
I buried my head in my hands again and started crying harder. I couldn't do this. He looked so broken and vulnerable. I had never seen him like this. It scared me. I couldn't be without him ever. If he dies my heart would die with him. He was my everything. Thinking of this only made me sob harder.
"I'm sorry Embry. This is all my fault! I should have told the office that I had something I had to do! If I had been home this wouldn't have happened. I wish it was me in this bed not you! You deserve to live Embry! Please wake up!" I sobbed.
I felt a rough hand on my arm. I looked up to see Embry staring back at me.
"Seth don't cry. It's not your fault. I should have been paying closer attention to the road when I went around the turn. Also I'm glad that I am lying here not you. You could do so much with your life Seth. Promise me something." Embry whispered quietly.
"Anything, Embry. Just don't leave me." I said between sobs.
"Promise me you will move on."
"I promise I will try Em."
"That's all I ask. I love you Seth."
"I love you too, Embry." Embry's eyes closed and the heart monitor flat lined. He was smiling, but I wasn't.
Doctors rushed in and tried to revive him, but I knew he was gone. I stared straight ahead as they announced the time of death.
"Embry Call, 8:45 A.M. Deceased." Dr. Matthews stated in a monotone voice.
I didn't cry. I stared unemotionally at the road as Sam drove me home. He offered to stay with me, but I told him I wanted to be alone.
I didn't cry, I didn't smile, I didn't do anything. At his funeral I finally cried as they lowered his body into the groung. I tried to live without him for a month, but I couldn't.
Finally a month after his death at 8:20 A.M., I decided it wasn't worth it. I grabbed the sharpest knife in the house, went into the bathroom, sat down in the tub, and slit my wrists. I watched the blood flow into the bath tub and I smiled. I was finally going to be with Embry again. I looked at the clock, saw it was 8:43 A.M., smiled bigger, and at exactly 8:45 A.M. I died. The thing I said was..
"I'm coming Embry."
