I know that I haven't updated this in a long time, I got caught up with school and forgot all about this. But now I'm back and I'll finish this story. There are only a couple of chapters left. Sorry this is short, I just wanted to update something today.
I see bright lights, I stumble a bit and a car misses me only by an inch. That was close, how did I even get into a street? I hear loud honking, turn around and see another pair of very bright lights.
"No." I say out loud, the lights get closer and everything goes dark.
Chapter 11: Waiting
Josh's POV:
Oh my god, I hit that girl! I quickly get out of my car and run to the blond girl's side. She's laying on the road.
"Hey, hey are you okay?" I ask trying to shake her a little bit. No answer. Oh god she's not moving... wait is that blood coming from her head? Her head is bleeding! No, no, no, no, no please tell me I didn't kill her, I couldn't have killed her, I couldn't have! This is all my fault, I shouldn't have been driving, I don't even have a drivers license, but my parents were out of town and there was this party and everything was going great! I was driving home and I was a little drunk, but just a little bit and she just came out of nowhere!
"Girl! Come on wake up! I don't want to be a murderer! Or go to jail! I'm too young! I'm only 17! Please... I can't be a criminal." I say crying.
"What happened? Is she dead?" A man from across the street asks taking out his phone. I look at him. No, I won't be a criminal, I can still fix this. It's dark, the man won't recognize me, I just have to get back in my car and drive home. No one will ever find out that I'm the one who hit her, yeah I'll do that, everything will be okay. So I quickly run to my car and drive the other way as fast as I can. I drive a couple of blocks away, then I nervously glance back to see if I can still see the girl. I can't see her, I sigh in relief and turn back to the road. I see a brick wall right in front of me.
"Oh..." Everything goes dark.
Spencer's POV:
I'm sitting in a room in a hotel. I nervously glace at my phone. Why haven't they called yet? I shouldn't have walked away like that, I mean what if Sam's hurt? We could find her faster if the whole three of us would be looking. Or what if Carly or Freddie get hurt? I would never forgive myself if that happens. I was just so angry at the time, but now I wish I could turn back the time. I stand up and start pacing around the room. I hope they're all okay. Maybe I should call them myself? Or maybe I should sit in my car and go look for Sam? Okay, if I don't hear anything from them in 5 minutes I'm...
"Oh I'm a gummy bear
I'm a gummy bear
I'm a yummy tummy funny lucky gummy bear
I'm a jelly bear
I´m a gummy bear
I'm a movin' groovin' jammin' singing gummy bear yeaoooh."
My phone! I answer without looking at the screen.
"Carly? Did you find her?" I ask as soon as I answer the phone.
"Excuse me, who am I talking to?" I hear a male voice ask. I look at the screen, it's an unfamiliar number.
"Spencer Shay, who is this?" I ask confused.
"My name is Jake Evans, I work at Oregon General Hospital. A patient was brought in here half an hour ago and the last number she called was this." I sit down on the bed. Millions of questions are swimming around in my head. Who is this patient? Carly? Sam? Freddie? Are they okay?
"Can you describe this patient?" I ask.
"A girl, about 17 years old. Long, blond hair." He says. Sam.
"Oh my god. I she okay? What happened?" I ask.
"Do you know this girl?" The man asks ignoring my question.
"Yes, I know her. Her name is Samantha Puckett." I say.
"What is your connection to her?" He asks.
"Wait, is she okay?" I ask.
"Sir, please tell me your connection to Miss Puckett." The man asks again.
"I'm her best friend's older brother. Is she okay?" I ask again.
"Sir, you should come to the hospital." He says.
"Okay, I'll be right there." I say. He hangs up. This is all my fault, I shouldn't have walked away. I take my phone, my bag, my car keys and some money. I walk out of my room and out of the hotel, and walk to my car. Then I take out my phone and dial Carly's number. This is going to be a really hard conversation.
Carly's POV:
Me and Freddie are still walking thorough the town and looking for Sam. Where is she? I really hope that she's okay.
"You think I'm pretty
Without any make up on
You think I'm funny
When I tell the punchline wrong
I know you get me
So I let my walls come down, down
Before you met me
I was alright but things
Were kinda heavy
You brought me to life
Now every February
You'll be my Valentine, Valentine"
My phone rings.
"It's Spencer." I tell Freddie and answer my phone. I hope he's not calling me just to yell at me again.
"Hello?" I answer.
"Carly..." He trails off. I notice the sadness and worry in his voice.
"Spencer, what's wrong?" I ask worried.
"I-Sa- Look, there's no easy way to say this, but S-Sam's in a... hospital." He finishes.
"What! Is she okay? What happened?" I ask.
"I don't know. I'm sure she'll be okay kiddo. For now, just tell me where you and Freddie are, I'll come to get you and we'll all drive to the hospital to see her, okay?" He asks calmly, but I can hear the worry in his voice.
"O-okay... it says Oregon Central Park here." I say trying to stop myself from crying.
"Okay, I'll be right there." He says and hangs up. I put my phone in my pocket. A tear goes down my face, then another and before I know it I'm fully crying.
"Carly? What happened? What did Spencer say?" Freddie asks me.
"S-S-Sa-m is in the h-hospital." I say between sobs.
"Is she okay? What happened?" He asks.
"I don't know. Spencer will d-rive us to the hos-pital." I say. I don't see his reaction and I don't know if he says anything, all I know is that I'm crying and that this is all my fault. If she... dies, I will never forgive myself. It's like I'm in some kind of a trance, everything goes by so quickly, one moment I'm sitting in Spencer's car the other we're walking through the hospital's doors.
Freddie's POV:
We walk up to the desk. A woman is sitting there.
"How can I help you?" She asks us politely.
"We're here to see Samantha Puckett." Spencer says. She types something in her computer.
"I'm sorry, you can't see Miss Puckett right now, you'll have to wait." She says with a smile. What is wrong with her, how can she sit there, smiling like that when she's working in this kind of place. People die here everyday.
"Can you at least tell us if she's okay?" I ask.
"I don't have any information, you'll have to wait till a doctor comes to talk to you." She says.
"Then at least tell us what happened." Carly says, she looks so broken, but I probably look like that too.
"I don't know anything, I'm sorry but you'll have to step away from the desk." She says.
"But-" I try to argue but Spencer cuts me off.
"Okay, just tell us if you find anything out." He says.
"Okay." She says. We walk away from the desk and sit in the chairs.
"She's going to be okay right?" Carly asks.
"She's strong, I'm sure that whatever happened she'll be okay." Spencer says, but I can tell by his voice that he's not so sure about that himself. For exactly ten minutes we sit in silence, I know that because I keep on staring at the big clock on the wall. Tick, tock, tick, tock. This waiting is driving me crazy! I need to know if she's okay.
"I'm gonna go to the bathroom." Spencer says standing up. He walks out of the waiting room, which leaves only me and Carly.
"…This is all you fault." She says after a couple of minutes of sitting in silence.
"What?" I ask chocked. Is she really trying to pick a fight now?
"None of this would've happened if you wouldn't have called me stupid." She says angrily.
"You're blaming me for this?" I ask raising my voice.
"…No. I'm blaming myself." She says and starts crying.
"Okay, now I'm really confused." I say.
"I-I'm sorry okay? It's all my fault and I thought that if I blamed you I would feel less guilty, but it's not working." She says standing up and pacing around. Then she starts crying even more.
"I know I'm selfish… I'm so sorry, you were right, this whole fight was my fault and now Sam's hurt because of me." She says crying. I'm at loss for words. I just stare at her, shocked. Did she just say what I think she did? I slowly stand up and walk up to her. Hesitantly, I put my arms around her, she seems surprised, but quickly returns the hug.
"I'm so, so sorry." She says quietly.
"Me too." I say. I feel something wet on my cheeks. Am I crying? For awhile we just stand there, hugging and crying, then we finally let go and see Spencer sitting on chair and smiling at us. Before either of us can say anything the door opens and a doctor walks towards us.
"My name is Jake Evans. Are you Spencer Shay?" He asks looking at Spencer.
"Yes, I am." He says.
"Did anyone contact Samantha's parents?" He asks us.
"Her mom's in Vegas and she's not answering her phone." Spencer says. When did he try to call her? Maybe after he came back from the bathroom?
"What about her father?" He asks us.
"Even she doesn't know where he is." I say.
"I see." He says.
"What happened?" Carly asks him.
"And is she okay?" I ask.
"Well…" He starts to say.
My friend, seddielover19, helped me write this chapter. She picked out Carly's and Spencer's ringtones. So I'd like to thank her for that and i also want to say that she has a story called 'Please dont tease me' which I like. Please review :)
