Sorry for not updating. I've been having pretty bad writers block on all my stories and hardly any free time... so yeah, I hope you like this chapter...

Hospital

We were all at the hopsital within 20 minutes of getting the phone call. I couldn't tell mum now, not with all this happening, I couldn't worry her anymore.

After another half an hour we could see Joe, he had managed to get out the car with only a few cuts and bruises, but Lindsay hadn't been so lucky.

No one was allowed to see her yet but mum, being a nurse and everything, managed to get some information but she didn't really want to tell us.

She was in a lot of pain so the doctors had sedated her, but she had broken her arm in 3 places and had done some damage to her spine, but they wouldn't know the full extent of the damage until she woke up.

Joe was obviously devastated, as was Freddie, who was on his way now. Freddie and Lindsay had always been really close, they were practically best friends. I honestly woudn't be surprised if he had a crush on her, I've seen the way he looks at her, I don't really get how no one else notices, but they don't.

After another hour of waiting a nurse came out and said two of us could sit with Lindsay at a time, but she wasn't awake yet and probably wouldn't be for at least another few hours. Joe was in there straight away. We all decided to let him stay on his own for a bit, he wouldn't thank us for going in there with him.

I really didn't see the point in waiting, I know it sounds horrible but if we can't help what's the point, but I didn't say anything, just sat in silence with mum, Ziggy, Jason and Robbie.

Freddie had called us up to say he was stuck in traffic, but was trying to get here as quickly as he could. It was only when Robbie mentioned food that I remembered I hadn't eaten all day. I was hungry. but I still didn't think I could face eating anything, I still had that sick feeling in the pit of my stomach that wouldn't go away.

Everyone went off to the canteen except me, I said I was going to wait and see if anything changed. Thankfully they decided I was just worried about Lindsay, we were pretty close, seeing as we were 2 of only 3 females in a house full of boys.

I had only been sitting there for about 2 minutes when Joe walked out of the room with tears in his eyes.

"Joe, what's wrong, is she alright?" I quetioned as he just stood there.

"I-I can't do it, I can't sit there and not be able to do anything, I just can't." He choked out before walking away.

Shit. I hadn't seen Joe in that state before. Oh god.

I didn't like the think of Lindsay in there on her own, even though she wasn't awake and probably had no idea, but it just didn't feel right,so I went in to see her, and I was shocked.

She looked bad, half her face was covered in fresh cuts, none too deep though. Her arms, which were out of the covers, were bruised all over. She was hooked up to all kinds of machines monitering her heartbeat and other stuff I wasn't too sure about.

I could see how Joe had felt sitting there unable to do anything as his fiance just lay there. I choked back tears. I was lucky, I wasn't almost dead, I hadn't lost a baby, I had just been hurt, I wasn't anywhere near as bad as Lindsay, I couldn't tell anyone now. They'd think I was attention seeking, upset that the attention wasn't on me. I didn't want them to think that. They would hate me. I just want Lindsay to get better and me to feel better, is that really too much to ask for?

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