A/N: I AM SO SORRY! For keeping people waiting and not updating sooner! I just went through a really bad break up and It put me in a really bad funk for like months. So so sorry! Well I hope you enjoy this!
Hes OK Chapter 3 Who Are You?
After a quick shower and a failed attempt at eating, we where finally driving to the hospital. I was a nervous wreck and couldn't stop twitching and moving around. The already long drive seemed to drag on and on, and I was starting to panic. It was almost a relief to see the hospital up ahead. That relief vanished as soon as I stepped in the door. Ever since my accident I hated hospitals with a passion,
they were the place you say goodbye to everything and everyone you love.
We were directed to the 4th floor. I stepped out of the elevator and froze. I couldn't move. What was waiting for me down the hall? Was there even anyone waiting for me? What if he was already gone, what would I do then?
I was startled when my father took hold of my elbow and gently pulled me forward, toward the nurses desk.
"Excuse me ma'am, could you tell us where is Jacob Ely's room is?" Wyatt looked at me when he said Jake's name like he was expecting a nervous breakdown or something.
"Sir, I'm terribly sorry but only family members are allowed to see him," She looked sincere. But she also just told me that I couldn't go see my best friend/love of my life while he was dying. She gave us directions to the waiting room, and we made our way towards it(my father had to basically drag me down the hall).
I paced the small room over, and over again. Gram had repeatedly tried to calm me down, offering me food, and promises that everything would be fine. But I knew better. I was surprised when I felt a hand on my shoulder. When I whirled around I almost smacked the person in the head. It was Quinn. He handed me a small crumpled up piece of paper, squeezed my shoulder and gave me a small said smile before going over towards my father. The rest of the family came in offering tired smiles and mumbled "He's OK"s before spreading out in the waiting room.
I excused myself to the ladies room,almost running out of the room. I went around the hall before opening the small crumbled piece of paper Quinn gave me. "216" was all it said. It had to be his room number. I looked at the door of the closest room. 220. I quickly followed the room numbers until I reached 216. I paused, took a deep breath, and looked around to see if anybody could see me. I opened the door keeping my head down, closing door behind me,while keeping my back towards the room. Slowly I turned around, surprised at what I saw. A battered and bruised Jake... who was also wide awake.
"Jake," I sighed out in relief. Confusion flittered across his face before he said the least expected thing.
"Who are you?"
A/N So do you hate me? The next chapter will explain to you what happened or might be in Jakes POV and show you what happened. I haven't decided yet. Reviews make me sooo happy! :)
