"Where is she?" I repeated for the second time to the red headed nurse. I knew people all around the waiting room were still staring at me as though I was crazy, and maybe I was. But I needed to know where Auden was and if she was okay.

The nurse looked at me for a long time, as though she was studying me. I probably looked a mess seeing as I was just out in pouring rain and was shaking like mad at the thought that I might not be able to see Au- no. The nurse will tell you she's okay.

I exhaled loudly, losing my patience before the nurse spoke.

"She's in room 324, on the fourth floor. But she'll be going into surgery very soon so I wouldn't go up there if I were you." She said this all in one breath very slowly.

I could have hugged her but I didn't. This was the first REAL piece of information I had gotten about Auden since the police came to my door telling me that she had been in some sort of accident. I crossed the waiting room quickly to the elevator, noticing that everyone was still staring at me.

One little girl in particular watching me reminded me of Auden. She had the same eyes. I could tell she was sick by the paleness of her face but she looked genuinely concered about what was going on with me. I forced a smile to her as I jabbed the button a couple of times on the elevator, probably hoping that if I pushed it a couple more times it would come faster.

When the doors finally swung open with a ding, I bounded in and quickly pressed the four on the other side of the door. Looking back before the door closed I could see the trail of water I left when walking over here and for the first time realized that I was actually cold.

After sighing impatiently I rubbed my hands together and waited for the elevator to reach its destination. The familiar surge filled my body when the elevator stopped. I remember loving that feeling when I was younger and waiting in anticipation for the sudden stop. But now it made me sick. It reminded me of the feeling I got when I kissed Auden. It was the swift movement making my heart beat faster and faster and the anticipation building until she pulled away; leaving me wanting more.

The doors of the elevator opened and I stumbled out dizzily. I glanced around at the white walls and got that sick feeling in the bottom of your stomach when you really don't want to be somewhere. The smell of the completely sanitary rooms reminded of me of the days in here after what happened to Abe.

I was only here for four days but it felt like years had passed by when I had finally gotten out. Of course I had only partially grasped the idea that my best friend in the world was gone and there was nothing I could do about it but sulk. It was why I hadn't attended his funeral when they had it. The worst part about it was the looks you got from everyone.

People you barely even knew or didn't know at all looked at you like you were some lost, helpless puppy. They always spoke gentler when they talked to you as though you would break and kept the topic of conversation on strictly happy or pointless things. I wanted them to leave me alone. And eventually they did.

After I found the sign that pointed to the room numbers I searched for the number pointing to Auden, the one that would lead me to her. 'She's in 324' the little red headed nurse repeated in my head over and over.

The arrow pointed left so I went that direction too. 330. Auden where are you? 329. You idiot she's a couple rooms down. 328.But she could be hurt. 327.The nurse said she was fine. 326. She just told you what room she was in. 325. But she would have told me if something was wrong. 324.

The room looked like any others in the hospital. It was the same crisp clear white with that clean smell hanging around. The sun shone brightly in the room as the curtains were pulled back. I couldn't see anything, I couldn't hear anything. I just looked at her.

She lay on the smooth white sheets of the hospital bed. Several cables and tubes were hooked up to her body and making a lot of beeping noises. There were several cuts up and down her arms and in particular and gash at the top of her head where someone had clearly cut her hair to clean and stitch it up.

She looked so small, as if she was drowning in the cables all around her and the oversized hospital gown that had probably been put on her. I don't know how long I stood there.

I just looked at her hungrily, and I hadn't eaten in days. She was there. She was laying here right in front of me. I took a slow step forward. Looking at her expectantly I took another step forward until I reached the foot of the bed. It was different then when I saw Abe laying in hospital.

Flashback

"Sweetie, it's okay." My mother had reached out to put a comforting hand on my shoulder.

"No it's not!" I yelled as loud as I could manage with the growing lump in my throat. I pushed back the covers on my and began to shakily get up. The nurse looked at me wide eyed then shook her head like she was waking up from a bad dream. She went around the bed slowly while I attempted to steady myself. I ripped the couple of cords out of my wrist and the nurse hurried and tried to push me back down on the bed. She succeeded of course but she turned around to get some of the other nurses and I heard her shout for someone to get some sort of drug that I had heard makes you pass out. While she was turned away I sat up and shakily walked over to the end of the room. How long had I been asleep?

I stumbled helplessly along the railing on the wall and I could hear footsteps behind me telling me to stop. The next room had a clipboard pinned to it. I noticed that it had Abe's name on it so I quickly looked in the room expected him to be hooked up to some cords like I had been.

I felt a small pair of hands that probably belonged to the nurse who had been in my room tugging me back followed by a stronger pair of hands that belonged to a male doctor. No matter how hard the pulled me the image I saw was stained into my memory forever.

I couldn't see him but he was there. The white sheet was pulled up over his head. There were no cords hooked up to him. No beeping. No nothing. I heard a shouting off in the distance that probably belonged to myself and I began to struggle against the hands that were pulling me back with little affect.

I felt a fuzzy feeling in my head, the same feeling I got after the crash. And my world went black

(End flashback)

"Auden," I whispered quietly, shaking my head and returning to reality. Reaching out to stroke her cheek as gently as I could, fearing she would break if I did anything, I sighed quietly.

Someone cleared their throat behind me and I swerved around. It was a tall woman in a doctor's coat. She looked official holding a clipboard in her hand and her lips pulled tight and glasses on the bridge of her nose.

"Are you family?" she asked coming closer and taking a look at something on the machine and scribbling some things down on the clipboard.

"Sort of?" I mumbled quietly. She raised an eyebrow at me but said nothing as she continued to write some things down on her clipboard. "Does it matter?" I asked after an awkward silence.

"Usually, only family are permitted to see that patience while in intensive care. We don't want a hundred people coming in at once."

"She wants me here." My voice cracked and the nurse peered at me up and down.

"Alright," she sighed quietly. "But she is going to surgery in less than a minte"

"Can't it wait?" I clutched the rail of the bed. My knuckles were growing white. The doctor looked over her glasses at me.

"She's in critical condition. She could die if we don't get the glass out of her now. We've wasted enough time getting her here and the few injuries that they took care of on the ambulance. She's been here long enough to get the drugs in her system now she needs to go." She talked to me as though I was a third grader who didn't know how to add fractions correctly. "Now." She said after an afterthought.

I continued to grip the bed rail tightly as two more doctors walked in and grabbed the bed as if to roll it out of the room. I looked at Auden. Auden. She was my reason for being alive right now. If it weren't for her I would still be moping around the town riding my bike not finishing my first year in college.

I said her name again even though it was only a quiet whisper. When they started rolling her out of the room I yelled it again louder. Once they were out of the room my adrenaline pumped up and I began to follow them despite the woman with the glasses putting a hand on my shoulder as if to stop me.

I yelled her name louder but the people taking her away from me didn't turn around and they just seemed to go faster. I started to run but there were hands on my pulling me back. They weren't strong but they stopped me for a little bit. There was another stronger pair of hands on me pulling me back and I heard several voices attempting to soothe me.

I somehow got put into one of the chairs in a much smaller waiting area near a much smaller desk, meant for maybe two people instead of ten. There were a couple nurses or doctors around me all trying to convince me calm down and take some deep breath but my vision was blurred and I couldn't hear any of the words they were saying.

I just kept screaming her name as though it could bring her back, and hoping that it would.

Alrighty then! What'd you think? Am I being mean by making you wait so long? I think it's funny to read some of the furious comments about me wanting to post. Speaking of which, I will be posting a lot more now. I finally got back into the swing of things and I'm nearly done with an amazing serious (the mortal instruments) and I plan to make a fanfic about that along with several other books.

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