Abandoned by Team Crafted //tc 2

She's... Dead.

~Rene's POV~

BEEEEEEEEEEPPPPPPPPP!

The machine screeches.

"No!" I scream, bursting into tears.

The doctor runs to get the nurses, and the world seems to stand still.

Hannah lays there motionless, her eyes closed, as if in a peaceful sleep.

I wish.

The nurses and the doctor rush back into the room.

"Ma'm, you're going to have to leave the room for a moment," the doctor orders me, directing me to the door.

"No," I reply sternly.

"I'm sorry, but it's for your own good," the doctor says, giving me a little push until I'm outside in the hall. He closes the door behind me, turning his back to me.

I go to the waiting room helplessly, flopping down on one of the hard, plastic chairs. I take out my phone and dial Adam.

On the second ring, he finally picks up.

"Hello? Rene? What is it?" He asks in a hurry.

I can feel my face flush, and my heart throb as I say the two most terrible words I could say through all of this.

"Hannah's... dead."