This book will contain many things under the term of depressing. Do not read if easily triggered. Continue at own risk.
ASPEN'S P.O.V
One icey Christmas Eve Des, Mack and I were heading to a Christmas party Andrew and Brie had invited us to. It was at some buffet I didn't know the name of. I didn't really want to go but Des and Mack somehow persuaded me to go.
We were at an intercection and the light was green for us. Some guy ran a red light and hit us in the left side. Des was in the back left and I was in the front right. Mack was beside me. He seemed to be hurt pretty bad. I didn't get hurt like them, nothing more than whiplash. Des got hurt the worst. He went completely unconscious. We called an ambulance immediately. It took about 5 minutes for them to come since we weren't to far from a hospital. They took Des away in a stretcher. We were allowed to be in the ambulance with Des. We called a tow truck before we got in the ambulance. We left just as the tow truck got there.
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We got to the hospital and Des was still unconscious. As they took him away to the hospital room I watched go farther into the hallway until they disappeared. They got Mack a hospital room too but he went into a different hallway. I didn't bother getting checked out. My main priority was calling Andrew and Brie to tell them what happened.
A/N Bold is Andrew and whatever this is, is Aspen
Hey Asp whats up?
Des, Mack and I got in a car accident and now we're at the hospital.
WHAT?!?
Des is unconscious and Mack is in extreme pain.
What about you? How do you feel?
I'm fine just whiplash.
Oh my god... Do you want me to tell Brie and the others for you?
Sure, I'd appreciate it.
Okay I'll go tell them now. Tell me when they get out okay?
Yeah, bye
Bye.
*call ends*
I couldn't believe what was happening. I wish that this is just a dream and everything never happened.
I couldn't sit still, I was pacing back and forth thinking the worst about what could happen to Des and Mack. I finally sat down and got out my phone. I opened up my twitter and tweeted "The worst feeling in the world is knowing that the one you love most may never see you again".
5 minutes after that my phone blew up with twitter notifications asking whats wrong and what happened.
I finally tweeted an hour later saying "Reality is a bitch. Why is they're no redo button in life."
More twitter notifications .
An hour later I tweeted "Why can't some things just be a dream you wake up from and know you're okay and none of that never happened"
More notifications.
I didn't want to tell them what happened. Not yet. I'm just gonna tweet things that imply something terrible happened.
"Why is that when things are going great something happens and you feel lonely and depressed again"
Notifications.
"December 24th, 2015 marks the worst day I've ever had"
Notifications.
"Whats the point in living if your main reason to live has been ripped out from beneath your feet"
Notifications
I stopped tweeting after that one tweet
It made me think.
Des was my one reason for still being on this planet.
Without him I was lost.
And now that he's gone again
I'm starting to feel lost again.
A doctor came out and told me that Mack will be staying the night and that I need to come get him tomorrow.
But the news about Des
He's in a coma
My heart shattered into a million pieces when I heard those 4 words.
Those 4 words I thought I'd never have to hear
I heard
