~Sabrina's P.O.V~
Peyton just left without saying anything. I don't want him to be upset anymore. After quickly discussing it with Bradley, we go after him. We bolted out of the house as I see Peyton walking right into on coming traffic.
"PEYTON"
"PEYTON NO!!" Bradley and I both shriek. We're to late. He was hit. I can't believe he did that! He just walked out into traffic like it was nothing. My hands are shaking and I feel like I'm going to puke.
"BRADLEY CALL FOR HELP!" I say trying to stay balanced. Bradley looks at me blankly. He has a habit of 'clocking out of life' when something bad happens. ( A/N By clocking out of life I mean like he spaces out and shit)
"BRADLEY! SNAP OUT OF IT. I NEED YOU" he suddenly whips out his phone and dials 911. He walks off so he can talk to who ever answered the phone. I need to get Rowan.
I forgot my phone at home so, I find the nearest pay phone (yeah they still have those) and called Rowan.
R- "Hello?"
S- "It's Sab. I need you.. Peyton needs you.."
R- "I don't care what Peyton needs.."
S- "GOD DAMNIT ROWAN HE'S NEARLY DEAD. GET YOUR ASS TO THE EMERGENCY ROOM NOW!"
After I yelled at her, I slammed the phone down and ran to Bradley.
The paramedics just arrived and are putting Peyton on the gurney.
Bradley and I try getting into the Ambulance.
"Sorry kids, only family." The man says.
"BULLSHIT. LET US ON!" Bradley yells in between tears.
"I'm sorry I can't let you in this vehicle." The man says turning away.
"PLEASE! WE'RE ALL HE HAS RIGHT NOW!" I say
"Where are his parents?" The man asks concerned.
We've never really talked about Peyton's past before but, his parents left. He lives with his older brother but, he's never home.
"No one knows sir.." I says holding back tears
"Alright. Get on. I don't have time to argue." The man finally says. We climb in the back and we rush to the hospital.
~Rowan's P.O.V~
Sabrina hung up on me. What happened to Peyton?! My palms are sweating and I can't breath. I turn to Corey.
"I have to go. I'm sorry!" I say running out.
"Wait! What happened?" Corey says running with me.
"It's Peyton. The boy you met today. Something happened. He's dying." I say straight up.
"Do you want me to come?" He says holding my hand. This is not the time for him to flirt with me.
"I'm sorry Corey. I have to go." I say running ahead and leaving him behind me.
After about 5 minutes I ran right into the emergency room.
"May I help you?" The front desk lady asks.
"IM HERE TO SEE PEYTON MEYER. WHERE IS HE?" I yell holding back tears.
"I can't just let you in. What is your relationship with Mr. Meyer?" She asks.
"I'm his.." I stop and think. "I'm his girlfriend. Rowan Blanchard."
"Ah Ms. Blanchard. Two of Peyton's friends told me to put you on the list. He's in room 218. Go ahead in. Good luck to you." She says with a smile. I guess Sab and Brads told her I was his girlfriend still.. As I made my way to his room, I can feel the lump in my throat getting bigger. What if he's not okay?
"Peyton no!" I say as I collapse in front of his bed. He's unconscious and hooked up to a big machine and he has IV's all over him. "Peyton how could you do this? Please don't die on me. I need you. I know we broke up and I know I told you I didn't want you anymore but I lied! I need you in my life! Please stay!" I say crying as I lay my head on his bed.
"It's okay Row.." Bradley says giving me a big hug.
"He's gonna make it. He's a fighter." Sab says giving me a small smile.
"I'm not leaving his side. Hear that Peyton? I know you can hear me. I know you can. I'm not leaving you. I'm gonna be here the whole time. You're gonna be alright. You have to be.." I say returning to his bedside. I know he can hear me.. He can't talk but, he knows that I'm here for him. I hope he knows how much I love him..
"I love you Peyton. Hang in there" I say as I fall asleep with my head on his bed.
