A very short chapter, honestly.
"Hinata!" Temari gasped quietly.
She looked in the window to see her friend. Her face and arms were scared bandaged. Her eyes were pale and didn't seem to be….there.
Temari stifled a sob as she looked over all the machines and things that Hinata was hooked up to. "Hinata."She whispered again.
As quietly and gently as possible, she opened the door, almost as if she were afraid of snapping the handle off, she slid in, her arms close to her chest. "H-hinata."
Hinata didn't move.
Temari's face was already red and puffy from hours of crying in the emergency room, she did not want to cry in front of her friend.
She was hit with cold realization. If Hinata were to die, now would be the time. Temari wanted to be by her side. Hinata was a sister. She wanted to be there for her sister when she passed away.
"Hinata?" She asked, in barely a whisper again.
She saw Hinata's passive eyes flicker her way, but it was only for a millisecond. Nothing more.
Temari was sickened by the beep of the heart monitor. The beats were slow. Temari was half prepared to hear the long continues beeeeeeeep of a heart stopping. She could hear that sound ringing through her head. She was ready to hear it. She knew she would.
"Miss." A doctor said.
"Yes?" Temari said, turning.
"Visiting hours end at six, you have 30 minutes miss. I'll leave you alone until then." The doctor disappeared.
Temari cringed. She couldn't leave, not with that growing fear that when she came back, the bed would empty, and Hinata Elsewhere.
"Hinata. If you can hear me…please respond to my voice."
For the first time since Temari had seen her, Hinata turned her head and looked at her. "I'm not dying you moron."
Temari held back a sob. But a happy sob. "What happened? Someone told me that someone saved you from the wreckage?" Temari said, recalling the call from the policeman.
Hinata nodded. "I'll tell you who, but you won't believe it."
That line
"She wanted to be there for her sister when she passed away." That line is there for a purpose. Please review. I don't really consider that a cliffie or whatever you call it. But, this is winding down to an end. So stick with me here.