Johnny Orlando Imagines

+ "we do,she doesn't." 2

Johnny's POV

No.
No.
No.

Please, no.

"Ma'am,I'd like to talk to you and there are some forms you need to fill out.", said the doctor as Mrs.Meyer nodded and followed him.

I sat down and put my face in my hands.

She won't remember me.

I was there during the accident. And as the doctor said, she's not supposed to be near anything or anyone that'll remind her of it.

And I was there.

She's not supposed to be near me.

These words sound painful.

"Johnny!"

I looked up immediately.

There they were. My friends. Running down the hall.

As they came closer, tears threatened to spill. And I let them. I was tired. Very tired.

I was engulfed in a hug by all of them.

My sobs could be heard.

"Dude, what happened?", Brandon asked. "Is she okay?"

I told them everything the doctor just said.

The girls teared up, the guys tried to control it in but couldn't.

We were comforting each other. But it seemed impossible.

Footsteps drew our attention.

Mrs.Meyer rubbed her eyes and came towards us.

"You all are allowed to see her, just go one after another. Take your time, it's the last time you'll see her.", she said.

I rose up and looked at her.

Guilt in my eyes, pain in my voice and worry in my body.

"Last time?", I asked.

"We're moving. To Miami. I spoke to the doctor and he said this is the best we can do for her. We'll be back,maybe.", was her answer.

For the first time I felt like cursing my tongue.

I remembered what I said to Tea earlier. "Maybe you'll move there someday."

Whatever I said,has now become reality. I hate myself.

"We understand, Mrs.Meyer.", Lauren filled in for me. She knew I would start yelling and confronting her if I spoke.

I was to go last, since according to them I needed my own time with her.

Lauren's POV

I shut the door behind me and looked right at my friend lying there.

Her eyes were closed.