Who are you?

Chapter 2

Rose's point of view:

It was 4 pm when I get the phone call.

"Rose?"

"Hi Mrs.Gomez how can I help you?"

"Um yeah Emma has gotten in a car accident and were in the hospital can you call Hazel and come as soon as you can?"

"I'm on my way."

I couldn't focus all I could think about was getting Hazel and getting to the hospital. How could this be? Was she on her phone? Then I realized she wasn't wearing her seat belt when she dropped me off. I should have told her something, I could have helped prevent this. This is all my fault.

"Hazel, Emma's in the hospital. I'm on my way to pick you up." I said through the phone before I started my car.

"Okay" is all Hazel was able to say.

By the time I got to Hazel's house I wanted to cry. She was only 16 she couldn't die. As Hazel got in the car I got my crap together and made my way to the hospital. The car ride was silent we both couldn't believe what we were just told. The second I get to the hospital I try to find a parking space as soon as possible. The very moment I got in the parking space I turned off the car and ran in to the hospital.

"I'm here to see Emma Gomez."

"Uh, shes still in surgery you'll have to wait with her parents."

"Fine" I feel Hazel's hand on my shoulder saying, 'Its fine, we'll wait' .

"Hazel, how could this have happened? I mean what was she doing? Was it on purpose? Why?" I asked with tears on the verge of falling.

"Rose, it's not your fault okay? It was that idiot driver who crashed into her you had nothing to do with it okay?" Hazel said trying her best to calm me down.

I honestly don't know how Hazel is holding up so well, she's the one I expected to be freaking out, instead its me. I'm the one that is thinking things too much.

"What if she does die? What if she's in a coma? What if she doesn't remember us? What are we going to do with out Emma? Were gonna be a line, we're no longer going to be a triangle! What if-"

"HAZEL CALM DOWN YOU'RE NOT HELPING!" I yell at her. So much for holding up well. But she has a point... What if?

"Sorry. I can't help it you know me. I overthink I lose my chill in moments like this.

She had a point, Hazel is just a 5'2 girl that was all fandom and overthinking. That's all she did when Emma was telling her that her damas dresses were going to be white.

Time passed, I spent those 2 hours pacing, trying to calm Hazel, and freaking out my self.

"Mr. And Mrs. Gomez?"

"Yes that's us?"

"Um I'm sorry to say this but Miss. Emma Gomez is in a coma."

A/N : Ok no one kill me please I know I took a long time to update but I was really lacking inspiration so pardon me.
I really hope that you enjoyed this chapter. I will try to update soon but no promises haha. Well I shall see you soon my friends. Ps. Sorry its kinda short.