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Sean's POV

I was pissed at her. She's the one who got all mad at me for kissing Emma, when she's freaking flirting with Jimmy! But, i'm sort of happy that it happened the way it did, because now she knows how I felt.

I was just sitting in the park, the spot I always go when I have a problem. And I always seem to come to this spot, I don't know whats so great about it. I guess it's just a type of self-therapy or something, because i'd always leave feeling much calmer. It's just a way to take a break and sort out everything in my mind.

I heard my cell phone ringing, but this time it wasn't Ellie's one hundredeth time calling me, it was Manny.

"Hello?"

"Sean, hey, its Manny. Listen, I think you're gonna want to come to the hospital on Riverdale. Um..so yeah, just come, okay?"

"What's going on?" I asked.

"Just come." I sighed and started walking. I didn't think anything that much of it. Maybe Craig forgot to take his meds or something. I kept walking when I saw Craig's red car, smashed on the right side. Oh man, I thought, Craig is gonna be so mad.
I walked into the hospital and Manny was sitting on one of the waiting couches. She looked really upset, and that's when the depth of this situation finally hit me. I sat next to her and she looked up.

"Hey, what's going on?" I was kind of afraid to ask, I didn't want to say anything that would trigger her to be more upset.

"Craig..was in an accident tonight. He dropped me off, and then..I don't know. I got a phone call. The guy who crashed into them was apparently drunk. I talked to the nurse, she said that he's fine. Nothing serious, anyways."
"That's great, Manny. I'm really glad he's okay." She continued staring at me, as if she was expecting me to say more. I got up and started walking around when a thought came into my mind that caused me to stop.

"You said them..who else was in the car?" I asked her. She looked at me, kind of resistingly. "Manny..who else was in the car?" I asked again, the volume of my voice going up more by each second.
"Well.." she started, saying it like she was in slow-motion, "I don't really know how to say this. Um, Ellie...was in the car too."
"What?" I stared at her in disbelief. "But she was, at the party..with Ashley."
"She and Craig were looking for you, after you stormed off like that."

"Fuck, are you kidding me? Where the hell is she? Is she okay?" I started to go crazy. If something ever happened to her, and I knew it was my fault, i'd never be able to forgive myself.

"I, I don't know. They just told me about-" Craig came out of the emergancy room. "Craig.." she said as they hugged each other. "I need to go call Emma, i'll be right back."

It was just me and Craig. "What the hell happened?" I asked.

"Dude, shut up."
"What's your problem?"

"My problem is you."

"Oh, great. Join the club with Ellie. What did I do now?" he got up.

"Don't try to tell me this is your fault. You call her a slut, you leave, we come looking for you, we get hit by a car. I mean, Ellie is one of my good friends, and I should be kicking the crap out of you for doing that to her.." Manny came back from talking on the phone.

"What's going on?" she asked.

"Come on Manny, we're leaving." They walked out. It's always my fault, I thought. But this time it was different, it wasn't Mike or Jake talking about her. It wasn't me leaving to go to Wasaga. This time was important, she could be really hurt. I walked up quietly to the receptionist.
"I need some information on Ellie Nash. She just got in here about an hour ago."

"Relation?" the receptionist asked, not looking up.

"She's my girlfriend."

"I'm sorry, I can only give out information to family members right now."
"You can't tell me anything?" I asked, pleadingly.

"I can tell you that she's in the North wing. Follow down that hallway, make a right and there's a waiting room over there. One of the nurses will call you when they get any information."

"Thank You." I said, walking down the hallway. It looked so boring. A person could go crazy staying her for more than a day. I sat down on one of the couches in the waiting room.

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Staying awake on 5 cups of coffee, her name was finally called. It's not like I could have fallen asleep either way.

"Hello, I'm Dr. Sculco."

"I'm Sean." I said, as he extended his arm and I shook hands with him.

"Would you like to talk in my office?" I followed him silently, praying that the outcome of this would be good. "So, your Ellie's boyfriend?"

"Yeah, is she okay?"

"Well, when she came into this hospital, she was unconscious. That's because the nerves in-"

"Please," I interrupted, "I don't need details about what happened. I just need to know - is she okay?"

"She's gonna have a lot of headaches, and i'm giving her a painkiller. It's gonna make her really dizzy, but it's gonna stop the headaches. She's gonna be fine, but i'm giving her one more day in here, just to make sure everything goes okay." he said, and a wave on relief came over me.

"Can I go see her?" I asked.

"Yes you can, go down that hallway, until you see room 416."

"Thank you." I walked as fast as I could without running. And there it was. Room 416. Sitting on the bed, a beautiful girl, who even looked amazing from just comming out of a car crash. A girl who seemed so upset, and so angry at the same time. It was my fault. It's all my fault. I couldn't let her suffer like this anymore.

"Hey El..how are you feeling?" she didn't even look at me. She didn't want to look at me. "Listen...I know your mad, and i'm sorry." She continued to stare at the celing, as if no one was even talking to her. "But lately," I started again, "why am I always the one saying sorry?"
"Because you always the one screwing things up." she said, breaking her own rule of silence.

"You know what? I'm sick of being the one screwing up. I'm sorry, if i'm not perfect. And i'm sorry, but i'm done with this. Tell me if you need anything, i'm picking you up tommorow morning. " I said as I walked out the hospital room. Millions of thoughts came into my mind. What the hell is wrong with you? I just couldn't keep hurting her. I'm just that kind of person. I hurt Emma, and now I hurt Ellie twice.

I walked home, 10 blocks, alone. No one to protect, or no one to put my arm around. I realized that this is how it was going to be. I had to deal with our break-up. No one to wake up in the morning to, no one to tickle until she screams at you to stop.

I went inside our apartment, and it seemed so empty. It seemed like without her, the whole apartment was emptier. I collapsed on the bed and fell asleep.

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I woke up and I looked at the clock. The bright red numbers read 4:11. I got up and took a shower. And I still felt empty. It's like when you let all the air out of a balloon, nothing's left. And i'm nothing without her.