CHAPTER 35: This Wasn't Supposed To Happen

SPENCER'S POV:

"EMILY!?" I screeched, as I heard her scream from the other end of the phone. I immediately jumped off my bed and ran downstairs, not caring that I was in pajamas or without shoes.

"Emily? Emily answer me what's wrong?" I cried, running past my mother and sister who were still downstairs.

"Spence? What's wrong?" Melissa started to stand up, but I opened the door and ran outside, not caring about the snow.

"SPENCER!?" My mom cried from the house, but I turned and ran towards Emily's house, hopeful that she was close by there.

"Emily, Emily talk to me!" I sobbed, running as fast as my legs would allow me. My body was sore from being sick, and I could feel my toes starting to freeze over, but I didn't care. I had to make sure Emily was okay.

I ran past her house, only to see that her garage was open, and her mom's car wasn't there.

Something's wrong…

I heard a siren wail in the distance, and I panicked.

Running towards the sound, I sprinted as fast as I possibly could.

I ran until I saw police cars, and a crowd of people.

"Excuse me," I muttered, my voice staggering with every breath. I pushed through the crowds of people to the root of the focus.

I gasped, and dropped my phone onto the ground.

Emily's car was completely smashed on the side, and broken pieces lay everywhere. A few things were on fire, and there was blood, there was so much blood.

I felt my knees fail me, and I collapsed onto the ground, wailing. Tears poured out of my eyes like waterfalls, and I choked on my own breaths. At some point Mrs. Fields came over and was trying to comfort me, but I didn't respond to anything. I couldn't, I was so caught up in grief, and the cold.

A couple medics came over, and tried to get me into a blanket, for I had barely anything on, but I refused, just wanting to sit and wait for Emily to get up and walk out of the car.

"Spencer…" Melissa had driven over as soon as she heard, and she crouched next to me. I had covered my ears with my hands to avoid listening to the sirens, and was panting.

"Spencer come on, we need to go to the hospital, Emily is there, she's going to be okay."

I don't remember what happened; I was so out of it and in shock. I must have gone with Melissa, for when I finally snapped out of it I was sitting in the hospital waiting room.

"Melissa? What happened?" I asked, after what must have been hours of silence. My throat was raw from crying, and my eyes burned. My head pounded against my skull, and my feet burned.

"Spencer, are you okay?" She asked, finally glad that I had come out of the phase I was in.

"It doesn't matter, where's Emily? Is she okay? I need to see her, something happened and I don't know-"

"Spencer, calm down. Emily was in a car accident, the driver was drunk, and it wasn't her fault. She has a broken rib, and arm, but otherwise she was lucky to get out with only that much." Melissa explained.

"What-"

"Spencer, calm down." Melissa placed her hands over mine. I felt light headed, and realized that I must have been hyperventilating.

"Sorry." I mumbled.

"It's okay Spence." Melissa frowned as she glanced at her phone.

"What's wrong?" I asked immediately, worried that she had gotten news about Emily.

"Mom and Dad are here, but they can't come to sit with us. They only let immediate family in." Melissa explained. Seeing the confused look on my face, she continued. "Mrs. Fields explained your situation, and they let you stay back here too. I'm only here because you...uh…wouldn't let anyone get near you without screaming." Melissa shrugged.

I nodded, and looked at the ground. Tears welled up in my eyes, and I knew that the car accident was my fault. Even though Melissa said the other driver was drunk, if she hadn't been talking to me, she might still be okay.

I buried my head in my hands and let out a shaky breath.

"Spencer, everything is going to be okay." Melissa pat me on the back encouragingly.

"Excuse me, are you a Ms. Spencer Hastings?" A nurse walked by with a first aid kit, and kneeled in front of me.

"Y-yes.."

"Okay, would you mind showing me your feet, I need to make sure you don't need stitches." She smiled up at me sweetly.

"What?"

"Just show her Spencer." Melissa sighed. "You ran all the way there, remember? Your feet are pretty disgusting."

I placed my foot on the nurses knee she had offered, and she glanced at the soles of my feet. They were scraped up, and bleeding a little bit.

"What happened?" I asked.

"You ran Spencer, and besides, the scene was pretty bad. There was glass everywhere, and you kind of ran right through it." Melissa explained.

I nodded, and waited patiently for the nurse to finish wrapping up everything.

"Thank you dear." She smiled again before walking off.

"Thank you…" I muttered.

Melissa left at about 8:00 to grab me some coffee from the vending machine down the hall. I sat alone, trying to figure out everything that had happened.

Emily was in a car accident…

Emily was in a car accident…

And it was my fault…

When Melissa got back, I was crying. Melissa placed the coffee down, and hugged me.

"Shhh, Spencer, it's okay."

I cried until I fell asleep.

I woke up to Melissa shaking me softly.

"Spencer, wake up. Spencer…"

"What?" I sat up from the uncomfortable hospital chair, only to see a doctor standing a few feet away.

"Are you Ms. Hastings?" He asked.

"Yes, but I've already had my feet fixed up." I mumbled.

"Oh I'm not here for that." He smiled kindly.

"I'm here to take you to another room." He explained.

"W-what?!" I nearly shot out of my seat. "I don't want to leave, Emily's still here! You can't-"

"Ms. Hastings, I didn't mean it in that sense." He chuckled slightly, and I sighed with relief that was short-lived.

"I'm here to take you to…Ms. Field's room. She's requested to see you."