࿐ྂMe Necesita ࿐ྂ PRETTYMUCH Imagines & Preferences

Relations → Mara PT1

He's back from the dead! Finally
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Running to the emergency room, you quickly put your coat on and hung your stethoscope around your neck. You had been paged in at 2am to come perform an emergency surgery after there was a massive car accident. 3 people were left dead and the other 2 were badly injured.

"Brief me Sarah" you said putting your scrubs on
"Caucasian male, 21, brown hair and brown eyes. Suffered a blow to the head and what seems like a broken femur. Paramedics say he was spitting blood so there is some possible internal bleeding" she said as you washed your hands

(^to all those who said binge watching CSI was useless! Look at me now!!)

You pulled on your mask and nodded. Walking into surgery. As you looked at the person on the table your blood ran cold, you felt like puking at the sight before you. There lay in unconscious Nick, he was covered in blood and they had already made an insertion to his chest so his rib cage lay exposed.

You swallowed the lump in your throat. Telling your self to pull through, if not for yourself then for Nick.

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You walked into the ward where Nick and Brandon lay, awake. After 6 hours of surgery you managed to repair Nick's collarbone and 4th and 6th rib as well as put some disks into his spine

"Y/N?" Nick asked
"Hey, you feeling better?" You asked checking his vitals
"Better then before" he chuckled instantly regretting it
"So care to tell me what happened?" You said now moving onto Brandon
"Well we went clubbing then I fought with Z on who should drive then he kept gripping the steering wheel then before I knew it there was some bright white flash and then darkness" Nick explained

You sighed, rubbing your temples and looking at Nick
"I found high amounts of alcohol in your system Nick" you told him
"I had a drink" he confessed. You gave him a look "Okay maybe a few"
"A few too many" you corrected
"It wasn't my fault-
"It never is your fault Nick!" You snapped

The reason you and Nick broke up was because of his excessive clubbing. You got sick of it when one night he came home smelling like 10 cans of clap that ass with some cheap hoe hanging off his arm
"Look Y/N I'm sor-
"Save it Mara" you sighed

You gave Nick and Brandon their meds for the day explaining their injuries and how long it would take for them to heal as well as when they'd be discharged

"Where are the others?" Brandon asked
"Uh, Wow" you couldn't find the words to tell them their bandmemebers died on the scene "they- uh they died on the scene" you blurted
"What" Nick whispered
"I'm so sorry Nick" you said softly

Brandon simply looked out the window no longer wanting to talk while Nick kept repeatedly hitting the bed in anger

"I need some fresh air" Nick said pulling on his hair

He went to get out of bed but couldn't move his lower body
"Why the fuck can't I move!" He yelled
"Nick" you said trying to calm him down but he kept fighting
"NICK!" You yelled catching his attention
"What!" He said finally looking at you
"You can't move because- because you're paralysed" you told him
"I'm what?" He asked

"You're paralysed from the waist down."

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So Nick popped up out of the basement finally!

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