Hello my lovelies. I hope you did not perish without my existence for the past week. Don't fret, for here is another chapter.

DISCLAIMER: Alright well I do this out of courtesy but we all know Homestuck is made by Andrew Hussie and not me.

Chapter 9

Kanaya's face paled when she heard the words leave Rose's mouth. Roxy… In a car accident. Oh my gosh. What do I do? Before she could think, her hand was on her phone dialing Porrim's number. Not even two rings had passed and her older sister picked up. Kanaya didn't give her time to say hello. "Porrim. Hey. It's me. No time to explain, but I need you to bring the car around and take me and Rose to the hospital."

"Okay." Her sister said. She heard car keys rattling in the background. "Wait Rose took you two why can't she drive? Is she hurt?"

Kanaya sighed. "No she's physically fine, but not in a state to drive. I will explain on the way. Hurry! Love you." She hung up the phone and turned back to Rose, who by this point had turned to the nearest bush and vomited. She put her hand on her best friend's back, trying to calm her own panic to sooth her in her motherly tone. "Hey, Rose. I know this is terrible. Porrim is going to be here in a few minutes, and she is going to drive us to see your mother, okay?" Before she could say anything else, the blond turned around and threw her arms around her, sobbing. Kanaya simply held her and pat her back, shushing her until Porrim arrived not two minutes later. Kanaya helped Rose into the car, and Porrim drove off.

"Alright so what's the situation? What happened?" Porrim asked, her voice filled with concern.

The younger sister looked at her friend, still sniffling, then started to answer. "Rose got a call from the hospital saying her mom was in a car accident. That's all we really know. Rose, do you know what she was doing that may have cause this?"

The blond was in thought for a minute, then that thought seemed to turn to anger. "Yeah. She was on a date with some guy. I'll bet you anything he was drunk. I told her not to do this. But she said he seemed fine, so I believed her. I can't believe this. If she dies, it's all my fault!"

"No it's not! Rose Lalonde stop it right now!" Kanaya realized she was yelling, which probably wasn't the best for her friend right now. She took a deep breath. "Look. You couldn't have known. None of this is your fault. And besides, maybe the situation is not as bad as you're making it out to be." Rose did not seem to be responding well to Kanaya's attempt at comfort.

"We're here." Porrim announced. "Rose go. We will wait for you in the lobby."

Rose left the car and dashed to the front desk. "Hi I'm looking for a Roxy Lalonde. She's my mother and I was called a few minutes ago saying she was here."

The lady at the front desk nodded. "Of course. Go down the hall, take the first right, second door on your left."

"Thank you so much." The girl hurried down the hallway, following the instructions she was given, and carefully opened the door. Even though she expected the worst, she was not prepared for what she saw.

On the sterile white bed lay her mother, eyes closed, many deep cuts and bruises on her entire body. There were wires poking out of her in so many places, all hooked up to various beeping and glowing machines, it almost seemed like she was more robot than human. Rose wasn't sure what to think. Feeling suddenly faint by the sight, she collapsed onto the chair right behind her. She put her head in her hands, taking deep breaths to avoid a panic attack. Though it's been a while since she had one, she knew it could be serious if she had one now, and that's the last thing she needed. A nurse walked in to the room, not knocking. Of course she wouldn't need to knock. It's not like she would walk in on anyone changing or something.

The nurse was slightly startled by Rose's presence. "Oh. Hello. Can I help you?"

"Probably not, but hopefully you can help her. This is my mother. How is she doing?" Rose responded, trying not to be sarcastic or rude.

"Ah yes. Well, unfortunately, the crash was pretty severe, but she happened to acquire the worst of the injuries. Deep wounds to the head and upper body, bruises, concussion, a broken leg, and we think she may have suffered injury to her spinal cord. She is in a coma, and we have no idea when she will wake up. I'm sorry honey." The nurse attempted to comfort her, but was very unsuccessful.

Rose took a second to take in all of what was just told to her. "You say when she will wake up. She will wake up, right?"

Knowing she had to tread lightly, the nurse spoke slowly and carefully. "It's too early to tell. Over the next couple days, we will be able to do some more tests and see exactly the extent of her injuries. Until then, I have nothing else to tell you."

The girl was shaking now, physically and her voice. "What about other people. There was someone else in the car, wasn't there? Where is he?"

"Yes there was. He is two doors down. He has only sustained deep cuts, a broken arm, and two broken ribs." The nurse spoke informatively.

"Am I allowed to see him?" Rose asked, her voice slowly filling with anger. The nurse nodded, and she headed out to his room. She walked two doors down, and opened the door forcefully.

Sitting before her was a man with a very rough physique, like he had been in a gym most of his life. He had a bit of stubble on his sturdy jaw, dark brown hair, and a scar over his right eye, clearly made years ago due to how faded it was. "Can I help you doll face?" He spoke with a sort of New York mobster style accent.

"Y-yeah. You were with my mom weren't you? In the car tonight." Rose asked, slightly scared, but very angry.

The man sat back in his bed slightly. "Probably. You look almost identical so that makes sense. The name's Jack, what can I –"

His sentence was cut off by Rose's hand slapping him square in the jaw. "How could you?! You have a lot of nerve to sit here so calmly while my mom is in a coma because of you! You reek of alcohol. Why is it always the drunk ones that get away with nothing while the good ones always end up hurt?" Rose started to violently shake now. "I don't care who you think you are, or what you said to my mom to make her like you, but you disgust me and you will pay for what happens to my mom! I will not rest until you are in jail for what you've done you sick bastard!" By this point there were nurses who had heard the yelling and had grabbed hold of Rose, trying to pull her out of the room. "No! This man has committed a terrible crime and I want him arrested!" She was being dragged out kicking and screaming while Jack smirked and waved goodbye to her.

Rose was taken to the front lobby and told to calm down. Porrim and Kanaya had seen her and were surrounding her, telling the nurses to back off. She felt Kanaya's arms around her, which stayed there until she calmed down. "I'm alright now, thanks."

Kanaya let go of her. "I want to know what happened, but that is for later. Is there anything else you need to do before we leave?"

"Yeah. I just need to talk to the lady about when I can visit my mom." Rose responded, sniffling in between words.

"Okay. Go do that. We will wait here." Kanaya watched Rose then turned to her sister. "What are we going to do?"

Porrim seemed slightly puzzled by the question. "What do you mean? She's going to live with us until her mom gets released from the hospital."

Kanaya smiled, then frowned again. "That's great, but that means you have to sacrifice stuff. No drugs, no expensive parties, and especially no alcohol. Rose is very… sensitive around alcohol."

"Of course, sis. I would never even dream of doing anything to put any of you in danger. We will figure out the specifics later, but for now let's just get her home." Porrim responded. She was in her super motherly mode right now, which comforted Kanaya.

Rose walked back over. "Alright so I convinced the hospital to put you guys on my family list so you two can visit whenever you want along with Dave and Dirk, since you guys are all practically family."

"That's great. Thank you for that Rose." Porrim said, pulling her in for a small side hug. "Now, you are going to live with us until your mother is released from the hospital. I want you to have a place to stay with other people around. Sound good?"

The blond could not believe it. "Uh, yeah, that's great actually. Wait, would I be able to keep my cats at your place too? If not, I can just go over twice a day to feed them and stuff."

Kanaya looked at her friend. "No that's perfectly fine. You can keep them at our house. But we will figure out everything tomorrow. For now, let's get you home." She wrapped her arm around the other girl and the three of them walked back to the car and drove home.

That will be all for now.

~Jane